35 The Yellow Sparrow (2)

No matter how cold and arrogant the character of okra is, at this time, he is also sweating on his forehead, and he really doesn't dare to say a word anymore. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Yes, beautiful girl, you should be gentle. Only then did Shen Fengming let her go. "You must know how to fall into the hands of others, and you should be a little more restrained no matter what, so that you will not suffer a loss......"

Okra was let go by him, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, although his body was still unable to move, he couldn't help but scold: "Traitor, villain, villain, coward, do some indiscriminate things!"

"You!" Shen Fengming turned around, and pushed her body hard, slamming it against the wall, and lowered his face so that he almost pressed it against her lips.

"I said, girl, I didn't want to do anything to you, don't give it to me!" he said in a vicious tone. "I'll give you another chance, say 'Master Shen, please let me go' three times, and I didn't hear what I said. ā€

"Don't you think about it!"

Shen Fengming snorted and said, you really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin. Both hands lifted her coat and it was already off. I saw that he began to unbutton her inner clothes again, and if the placket of her clothes was open, it would be a profane garment.

"Don't touch me! I'm ...... I said just that!" Okra had no blood on her face.

"Hmph, say. Shen Fengming looked at her.

"Shen Ye...... Please...... Leave me alone!"

When okra said these seven words, she trembled all over, as if she had used all her strength, and when she finished speaking, she bit her lip fiercely, and her lower lip was bitten and dripping blood.

"Two more times. Shen Fengming watched unmoved.

"Shen Ye...... Beg...... Please...... Put...... Pass me ......!" said this sentence more and more difficult, and okra only felt that no matter how much she pushed herself, she couldn't fill the humiliation and resentment, and what was even more humiliating was that tears flowed down like this. She had never cried in front of others, but now tears were crawling all over her cheeks in an instant, and she suddenly felt that she could no longer bear it, and the third time was no longer able to speak.

In an instant, her heart suddenly seemed to be dead, her eyes widened, her willow eyebrows were upside down, and she shouted angrily: "I won't let you go even if I am a ghost!" When the words fell, she closed her mouth and was about to bite her tongue and kill herself.

Shen Fengming's eyes were quick, and he stretched out his finger to her jaw a little, so that she couldn't even bite her tongue, but of course she couldn't speak. He seemed to be a little surprised when he saw that Okra's face was full of tears and the corners of his lips were bleeding, and he couldn't help but say: "I really don't understand how a woman like you wants you to say a soft word, and you really want to fight with your life?" -- Is life important or is it important to be reckless for a while? Is it important for innocence or for a moment? Have you never begged anyone in your life?"

After a pause, seeing that okra was glaring at him even more tearfully, he reached out and bunched her loose underwear, and said, "Forget it, I can't stand people like you, no matter how beautiful I look, I am an unenlightened mother-in-law, which only makes people angry." You deserve to be here playing a song for a Taoist priest, and he doesn't know anything about your intentions -- with your temperament, it's useless to sing anything -- but I want to know what's so good about him? Hey, I should have gone to find him in trouble when I saw him take up a stall on the street!"

Okra was full of anger, where would he listen to his mockery, but when he heard him say that he wanted to find trouble with Jun Li, he was still anxious for a while, secretly thinking that this Shen Fengming was despicable, he must have discovered the two of them a long time ago, but he knew that he couldn't fight the two of them, so he took advantage of the time when he and Jun Li were separated to deal with it, and now Jun Li is alone, of course, it is not his opponent. But his body couldn't move, his mouth couldn't speak, Shen Fengming just left a mocking look, and opened the door and walked out, and he could only stand by the wall, even if there were countless shouts in his heart, he could only be depressed, and for a while all kinds of emotions such as shame, shame, worry, and helplessness rushed into tears, and he couldn't stop it.

Jun Li had been looking for a place on the street for a while. Probably because of the cold weather, there are often lively places outside that are not very popular, and the travelers are either locals who are in a hurry to go home, or travelers who are looking for a place to stay and shelter as soon as possible, and there are no people who want to be outside.

He paid attention to see if there were any people in the Black Bamboo Society in the past, and he could see it somewhat, but it was not good to rush forward to take it over, so he should wait and see what happened first. On the contrary, two irrelevant fortune-telling came, and they had to be calculated seriously.

Okra's performance was a little weird, and he couldn't see it. But this girl had always been such a strange character in his impression, and he felt that he did not need to be more serious with her. Perhaps it is precisely because of her unpredictable personality that he is more at ease, because when talking to her, there will indeed be a feeling as described to Ling Li that day, "even if you are face-to-face, it is like a stranger, even if you are talking, it is irrelevant", so he naturally felt that no matter how many people he was destined to kill, okra would definitely not be harmed.

This feeling was felt as early as three months ago, when they were sitting on the Hongfu Tower, guarding a whole floor of people. Now, he is afraid of being too close to his sister, too close to the thorns, too close to the Ling Li family, and even too close to Cheng Zuo and Shan Xianxian, who are far away - but okra, he is not afraid. The feeling of "no matter how close you are, you are two separate people" is the rarest sense of security.

Maybe she has the same life as me. He said in his heart. He inexplicably remembered the willow envoy Bai Shuang and the star envoy Zhuo Yan in the past - it seemed that this was the feeling, and in the end, he could even die for each other, but that relationship was always like a friend and not a friend, and it would not be indifferent when they were thousands of miles apart, but they were still alienated when they were close at hand.

Probably this is called natural loneliness.

After thinking about it endlessly, suddenly a figure on the corner of the street made his heart flutter and come back to his senses. It was a man about twenty-seven or eighteen, with a gray coat and indifferent eyes - Shen Fengming! Yes, "Whoop horses, neighing, miserable phoenixes", on the fifteenth meeting Mars will come, and of course he will come. However, he knew him, and it was a little inconvenient to ask him about something.

He was still thinking about whether to hide first, but as soon as Shen Fengming turned his head, his eyes were fixed on him, and he walked over. Jun Li's heart sank. When he sees me here, even if he finds an opportunity to mix with Tiandu Peak in the future, he will definitely be in trouble.

But in a flash of thought, it occurred to me that the person I was going to deal with was Ma Si -- speaking of which, shouldn't he be Shen Fengming's biggest opponent this time? The enemy of the enemy -- shouldn't he be a friend? Not to mention the past holidays, didn't he want to win this gold medal position?

With an instant idea in his heart, Shen Fengming had already walked in front of him and sat down straight. The four eyes were paired, and they knew each other and did not forget that there was a while, and Jun Li said first: "It turned out to be Shen Gongzi, what a coincidence." Are you going to tell your fortune today, or do you want to push your luck?"

Shen Fengming sitting, but looked at him for a long time, and said: "Your life is big, Maas's palm didn't slap you to death." ā€

"What is Mas, he was hit by Shen Gongzi and almost fell to his death, but it's true. Jun Li said with a smile.

Shen Fengming sneered. "If you don't say it, I forgot, it seems that the Taoist is quite good at holding grudges. ā€

"No, no, that's not what I meant. Jun Li said, "I just said, 'What is Mas', Shen Gongzi is the real powerful person in the Black Bamboo Society, don't you think so?"

Shen Fengming wasn't quite sure what he meant, so he didn't answer, but stretched out his hand and said, "Don't gossip, I specially want to bother the Taoist chief and show me a palmistry." ā€

"Yes. Jun Li happily went to pick up his palm, but with a sweep of his eyes, he had already glimpsed a trace of turquoise aura looming in Shen Fengming's palm, but it disappeared quickly in just an instant, if it weren't for his excellent eyesight, I was afraid that he would think that he was dazzled.

His outstretched hand was untouched, and then he smiled: "Shen Gongzi, looking at this matter, it is about sincerity. If you do, it may not look accurate. ā€

Shen Fengming raised his eyebrows and sneered: "I can't see that your eyesight is okay." But his face immediately turned cold, and the palm of his hand turned upward, and his arm stretched out, and he slapped at Jun Li's door.

If it was three months ago, Jun Li would certainly not be this Shen Fengming's enemy, but now he avoided it from a hundred moves under Ling Li's hand, Shen Fengming sat still and slapped a palm, how could he be half afraid, his head was only on one side, and he avoided it lightly.

Shen Fengming urged the internal strength, and the green in his palm appeared. Jun Li heard Mrs. Ling say such a situation, and expected that he had just fed poison in the palm of his hand with a special method in an instant, so that the palm and palm force would contain toxin. If Fang Cai really grabbed his hand and looked at his face if he didn't take precautions, I'm afraid that he would be highly poisonous by now.

But now he didn't dare to touch his palm, he also sit, watching him attack, only moving sideways and sideways. The two of them didn't move much, and they didn't even notice any movement in the stall, but more than a dozen styles had been exchanged here. Shen Fengming originally remembered that this Taoist warrior's martial arts were commonplace, and he couldn't imagine that ten moves would make him ugly, but he didn't expect that more than a dozen moves would be easily avoided by him, and he couldn't help but be surprised.

Jun Li snorted and said, "Shen Gongzi, don't take an inch, I don't want to be your enemy today, if you don't stop, I'm going to fight back." ā€

Shen Fengming saw that he really couldn't take him for a while, so he suddenly closed his palm, and said with a smile: "How come, I came to see the Taoist chief to look at palmistry, how can I be your enemy." ā€

Jun Li raised his eyes and said, "Then please change the palm of your hand that has not moved your hands and feet." ā€

Shen Fengming really changed his hand and replaced his right hand with his left hand. Jun Li carefully saw that his palm should be non-toxic, snorted, and to prevent him from cheating, he pinched his five fingers first.

Shen Fengming really didn't really have the heart to look at his face, although this time it was non-toxic, but he had the opportunity to touch Jun Li's palm, and his fingers suddenly bent, and they buckled towards Jun Li's vein.

This is the kung fu of the grappler, Jun Li Yan can reach, as soon as his wrist is raised, it does not hinder the fingers that have been pinched to him, so he stretched out the fingers he came to deduct, and flattened his palm, and said: "Do you still want to see it?" Shen Fengming also had some contempt for the enemy, and at this moment he really felt that the Taoist priest in front of him was not easy to match, and secretly thought that he was deliberately hiding his strength in the battle of Hongfulou that day?

This back and forth exchange of single palm kung fu is more than ten moves, Shen Fengming is bent on taking Jun Li's vein, and Jun Li is bent on spreading his palm. When he got twenty moves, Shen Fengming suddenly pressed Jun Li's mouth with a change of move, this time it became fast, Jun Li had already felt that the acupoint was rising, and he was busy pumping his hand and backhand, but he met Shen Fengming's chasing palm, and with a snap, the two were in one place, originally to see palmistry, but it seemed to be a wrestler.

"The Taoist is amazing. Shen Fengming didn't dare to loosen his strength, and squeezed out half a fake compliment between his lips.

"Don't dare to be. Jun Li stared at his eyes and didn't dare to relax.

Shen Fengming snorted, seeing that he couldn't win for a while, he suddenly raised his right hand, and his palm sneaked into his arm with the turquoise green. Jun Li wanted to withdraw his hand and retreat, but one hand was entangled by his left hand, unable to get out, and the secret feeling in his heart was not good, and he urged his body strength in a hurry, and suddenly a breath from the dantian to the heart, from the heart to the shoulder and arm, from the shoulder and arm to the elbow bend, it surged like a tide. After all, Shen Fengming was distracted by his hands, only to feel a strong force pass to his left arm, and for a moment it was as if it was about to break, and his hand involuntarily loosened, and his arm was suddenly overwhelmed by him, and his right palm was also hit in the air. In just one moment, the victory and defeat were divided-the next moment, Shen Fengming wanted to raise his hand, but he was suddenly startled-three fingers had firmly grasped his pulse.

"Shen Gongzi, is it enough. Jun Li's voice was low, but determined.