Song Qingshu was secretly funny, this Yang Miao really mentioned yì seems to be fair, but in fact he is extremely scoundrel. From the fight just now, I know that her pear flower spear has been cultivated to the transformation realm, it doesn't really matter if she has a gun or not, her legs can be used as pear flower guns, and her hands can naturally use pear blossom marksmanship.

Just giving up the blade, he abolished his light skills and swordsmanship advantages, and the abacus played quite loudly.

It's just that Song Qingshu has always been a person who pities fragrance and jade, and he has no aversion to Yang Miaozhen's innocuous cunning, so he pretended not to know, nodded and agreed.

Sensing Song Qingshu's smiling expression, Yang Miaozhen looked embarrassed, she also knew that the other party had probably seen through her tricks, and the reason why she agreed was just because of conceit, "Hmph, this girl will make you regret raising it later." ”

The two stood among the footprints she had drawn, and Yang Miaozhen smiled slightly: "That little sister is offended." After speaking, he flicked his arm, and his whole hand attacked Song Qingshu from an incredible angle, which was exactly the way of the pear flower gun.

A smug smile appeared on Yang Miaozhen's lips, now that the two sides are confined to such a small circle, the competition is more about the subtlety of the moves, and his pear flower gun has always been known for the subtlety of the moves, and the surname Song has miscalculated this time.

Suddenly, Yang Miaozhen's face changed, because she saw Song Qingshu raise his hand casually, and the speed at which he raised his hand was very slow, but he happened to intercept his pulse.

Yang Miao really had the intention to change her moves, but before she could do it, her wrist was clasped by Song Qingshu, and she wanted to pull it back several times, but she didn't move.

The silver teeth bitten, and when Song Qingshu didn't have the strength to restrain her acupoint, Yang Miaozhen's other hand attacked the side of the opponent's neck in a large arc, and she calculated clearly that Song Qingshu had to let go of his hand if he wanted to avoid this move.

Who knew that Song Qingshu simply tilted her head back, and just dodged Yang Miaozhen's move, her hand was only an inch away from Song Qingshu's neck, but Yang Miaozhen's move was old, and she was destined to be unable to cross this inch of distance.

Yang Miaozhen snorted lightly, how could the pear blossom marksmanship be broken so easily, Yang Miaozhen changed his palm to play, and several slender fingers suddenly stretched out, as if plucking the strings and flicked towards Song Qingshu's throat.

Although her hand couldn't take a step forward, plus the length of her fingers, it was more than enough to reach Song Qingshu, although the strength on her fingers was not heavy, but the throat was the most vulnerable part of the human body, if Song Qingshu was really shot, even if his internal strength was strong, I am afraid that there would be a short-term feeling of suffocation.

The masters competed, and the victory or defeat was between the first line, Yang Miaozhen had already expected that she was about to win this competition, but soon her smile froze again.

Song Qingshu really didn't expect Yang Miaozhen to have this trick, and it was easy to avoid it, but his feet would inevitably leave the drawn circle, and he was regretting his previous support, but a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he had already thought of a way to crack it.

Yang Miao was really proud, but suddenly found that Song Qingshu opened her mouth and bit her fingers in one bite, I don't know if it was an illusion, she seemed to feel the other party's tongue licking lightly on her fingertips.

Yang Miaozhen didn't expect this kind of thing to happen, and her whole body froze all of a sudden, looking at each other blankly.

"Yo, are these two people jousting or flirting?"

"Tut-tut, kissed so soon?"

"This surnamed Song is really awesome, I just did the Ninth Princess yesterday, and today I actually got this rouge tiger in front of so many people. ”

"Fourth lady, how can you be as tough as you are on weekdays, why do you look like a shy little daughter-in-law now. ”

"No matter how tough the fourth lady is, she is also a woman, and when she meets a handsome boy, Si Chun'er. ”

"Hahaha~"

......

Hearing the foul language from the audience, Yang Miaozhen finally came to her senses and found that Song Qingshu was still holding her fingers, and she couldn't help but be ashamed and angry.

At this moment, she was pinched by Song Qingshu with one hand and wrist, and the other hand was bitten by him, and she couldn't move, so she had to raise her leg and kick it between his legs.

"Hiss~"

The men in the audience only felt a chill between their legs, and they couldn't help but gasp.

"This woman is really fierce. Song Qingshu was also shocked, Yang Miaozhen came out with hatred, if she was kicked by her, whether it was the happiness of the second half of his life or the sexual happiness of the lower half of his body, it would all be ruined.

Song Qingshu hurriedly turned to the side, dodged her kick, and took advantage of her strength to use her old age, and used her arm to clamp her raised leg under her armpit.

"Oh~"

There were bursts of ill-intentioned whistles from the audience, and at this time, Yang Miaozhen's hands were restrained, and even her legs were clamped by Song Qingshu, the whole posture was extremely embarrassing, and her proud curves could no longer be covered by a strong suit, and the eyes of a group of high-rollers were round.

Yang Miaozhen exerted his strength several times, but found that the strength he passed over was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it had no effect at all, so he couldn't help but be ashamed and angry: "Let go of me!"

"If the fourth lady admits defeat, she will naturally let go. Leaning on her at close range, Song Qingshu had to admit that Yang Miaozhen really had a proud ability.

As if noticing Song Qingshu's slightly obscene gaze, a layer of blush surged on Yang Miaozhen's skin, and with a coquettish scolding, Xiao Man's waist twisted, his whole body volleyed away, and his other foot kicked directly at Song Qingshu's ribs.

Song Qingshu seemed to have expected it, and this time he didn't dodge it again, and took her leg whip stiffly.

Although she kicked the other party, Yang Miaozhen's face changed, because she felt that the strength contained in her kick was dissolved by a soft energy, and this body protection magic skill did not seem to be under the stone breaking world before......

Before Yang Miaozhen could be shocked, she was stunned to find that her leg was also caught under the armpit by Song Qingshu, and at this time, the whole person became completely hung on the other party.

His legs were sandwiched under Song Qingshu's armpits, one hand was held by him, and the other hand was held in his mouth.

"Wow~"

Hearing the exclamations under the ring, Yang Miaozhen really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, and at this time, Song Qingshu's hateful voice suddenly came to her ears: "Fourth lady, you are now with your feet off the ground, according to the rules you have set, you seem to have lost." ”

How can Yang Miaozhen still have the kung fu to win or lose: "I lost, I lost, let me go." Being held in his arms like this in front of the world's heroes, Rao is Yang Miaozhen has always been spicy, and she can't bear it.

"I was offended a lot just now, and I hope that the fourth lady will not be surprised. Song Qingshu gently put Yang Miaozhen down and apologized.

Yang Miaozhen also looked depressed, in the final analysis, it was all self-inflicted, such a way of competition was proposed by her, and she took the initiative to stretch out her legs to attack, and people were just passively parrying......

couldn't find anyone to vent her anger, Yang Miaozhen simply snorted coldly, and ran off the ring as if she was running away-

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