Wen Zhu walked out indignantly, and suddenly felt a gust of wind passing by him, and a flower in front of him, a black shadow blocked in front of him. But it was the "flying grass" Lu Jian.

Wen Zhu was shocked, couldn't help but take two steps back, and frowned: "What are you doing in my way?"

Lu Jian grinned, flew up a finger and poked it at her 'shoulder well' acupoint, Wen Zhu snorted and fell to the ground.

"Master Lu, what are you doing, she is Young Master Shen's fiancée?" Seeing Lu Jian's face full of ill intentions, Lian Biao reminded him.

"We are born and died for the Shen family, and it can be regarded as hard work. This little lady hasn't become the young grandmother of the Shen family yet, so she doesn't look at us as pigs and dogs, and she doesn't look at the current situation, and she still puts on the stinky shelf of the official lady. ”

Lu Jian smiled mockingly, touched his chin and said, "Since you have played this fish and dragon dance, you can fade out of your mouth." Dare to send this little girl to the door by herself, and our brothers will be happy today. ”

"This is going to be known to the Boss. Is it difficult to protect your life and mine?" Lian Biao knew that Lu Jian was good at fishing, and the Jiao Niang who got his hands never let it go lightly, but Leng Hong, the "thunderbolt" at the head of the Eight Horses, really made the two of them a little jealous.

"You stupid, God knows this, you know and I know. The Shen family is already a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it is difficult to protect herself, where is there any air to care about her life or death. Lu Jian sneered: "Let's find a place to play with her in the ground cabin for a few days, and when we get tired of playing and throw it into the galaxy, Guan Baoshen doesn't know it, Leng Hong is too capable, he has no real evidence, and he can't suspect us." ”

"This ......" Lian Biao hesitated: "Lord Shen treats us well on weekdays, isn't it a bit unreasonable to do this." ”

"The fart is not thin," Lu Jian's thin face showed disdain, "He has always eaten meat, let's drink soup, this time Lao Tzu will eat back meat." Anyway, trapped here, the left and right are dead, and Lao Tzu will be a wind/rogue ghost when he dies. As he spoke, he put Wenzhu on his shoulder, kicked open the door of the room next to him, and strode in.

There were a few mahogany boxes on display in the room, Lu Jian rolled his eyes, swept the things on the box to the ground, put Wenzhu on it again, reached out and touched her smooth face, and said with a smile: "Shen Huaibi, that kid hasn't ridden you yet, stay for a while and let Lu Ye teach you well." ”

Wen Zhu was shocked and angry, her pretty face was flushed, she could only do some superficial fist and foot kung fu, and she was restrained by Lu Jian's meridian acupoint interception hand and couldn't move at all, watching the catastrophe coming, the delicate ** trembled slightly.

"Lao Biao, you can't come. Lu Jian grabbed the door and was about to close it, "If you don't come, you will guard Lu Ye outside the door, and you will go up when I finish it." ”

"Ge Laozi, you are really a pervert reincarnated. Lian Biao scolded and said with a smile: "If I don't guard you, if someone comes down from above after a while, you won't be scared." ”

"Yes. Lu Jian was about to close the door when he remembered something, "Did you still have the medicine you gave last time?"

"Your mother still uses medicine, this is a chick, don't cripple it in one shot. Lian Biao frowned.

Lu Jian said with a smile: "It's because it's a chick that you have to use a little, otherwise what's the point of being upright." ”

"That's all there is to it. Lian Biao took out a small packet of medicinal powder from his arms.

"Use it so fast?" Lu Jian shook his head and said, "The handle on your bed doesn't deserve your nickname." ”

". Lian Biao's old face is dark, he has practiced Tongzi Gong since he was a child, and his strength is infinite, and he is nicknamed "Ten Thousand Enemies". However, the ability in bed is far inferior to that of Lu Jian, a veteran of flowers, so he asked for aphrodisiacs a few times, which has always been his heart disease.

"Miss Wen, this 'He/Huan San' is an excellent baby for men and women, eat a little, and you will be immortal for a while. Lu Jian smiled sheepishly, pinched Wenzhu's teeth and poured the medicine into it.

Wen Zhu coughed lightly twice and glared at Lu Jian angrily.

"Miss Wen, you are so beautiful. Lu Jian rubbed his hands together, his old face was shiny, and the two whiskers shook excitedly.

"Lian Biao, why are you here alone. What about Lu Jian?" a cold voice came from outside the door, but it was Yan Qiuqing who was here.

"Master Lu...... He had a stomachache and went easily. Lian Biao's eyes flickered, and he said coldly: "This cabin is guarded by the two of us, so I don't bother Yan to catch the head to patrol back and forth." ”

"Really?" Yan Qiuqing said with a smile: "I've heard of the name of the Eight Horses for a long time, but I'm not sure if it's worthy of the name." If it's all like 'a thunderbolt' and 'stabbing the sky', this head catcher is really not at ease. ”

"You're looking for death. Lian Biao lifted the ghost head knife, strode forward, and shouted: "Stinky girl, let you taste the power of my 'ten thousand enemies'." ”

This ghost-headed knife is five feet six inches long, the back of the knife is as open as a guillotine, and the hands are holding and dancing like a tiger, coupled with Lian Biao's strong body and strong knife skills, it does have a bit of the taste of a thousand armies.

Yan Qiuqing swept a few steps, pulled out a pair of iron rulers from her waist, and the blades struck each other in a row with the sound of bells, and the two of them quickly handed over a few moves, the ghost head knife opened and closed, the momentum was overwhelming, and the knives and knives were forced to force each other, and there was always an invincible trend.

Yan Qiuqing's iron ruler flew to the point, and his moves were fluttering and super-easy like a butterfly piercing flowers, knocking on the side under the fierce attack of the ghost head knife, and he was at ease.

The iron ruler is a standard weapon of the public gate, which is more compact and powerful than the whip, and is good at locking the weapon, but it is rigid and soft, and it is quite difficult to deal with.

It's just that this ghost head knife is also different from ordinary swords, as the saying goes, "an inch is long and an inch is strong", and Lian Biao's martial arts are fierce all the way. Yan Qiuqing can't take advantage of the blade.

However, because there are many rooms in the ground cabin, there is a pillar through the sky in the middle, the aisle is a little narrow, and the ghost head knife of Lian Biao has scraped the golden wall several times during the fight, and the strength has to be restrained a few points to avoid damaging the blade.

The two of them fought around the pillars of Babel, and before they knew it, they were far away from the room where Lu Jian was hiding.

............

He/Huansan is Lu Jian's homemade aphrodisiac powder, suitable for both men and women. Lu Jian fed Wen Zhu a small packet, thinking of her coquettish appearance of staying for a while, her bones were a few taels lighter. Pinched the belt on Wen Zhu's chest and pulled it gently, the soft undergarment spread out on both sides, and the bowl-like pepper milk rose and fell slightly under the middle coat, and his index finger moved and drooled greedily.

Yan Qiuqing's cold words came from outside the door, Lu Jian was slightly stunned, and said secretly: If you don't come sooner or later, Lu Ye has to send it when the arrow is on the string, but you are here to disturb my good deeds.

At that time, Yan Qiuqing and Lian Biao fought without saying a word, Lu Jian and several eight jun generals were secretly hostile to Yan Qiuqing, he touched the judge's pen on his waist and wanted to jump out to help the battle, after a while, the two fought farther and farther away, and the sound of weapon exchanges gradually became quieter. Wen Zhu's cheeks were red, his bright eyes were like a layer of mist, and his delicate lips groaned softly.

Lu Jian saw that Wenzhu had a medicinal seizure, and he was numb all over, how could he still be in the mood to fight with people, he hurriedly untied his clothes, and said with a lewd smile: "Little beauty, Lu Ye is here to hurt you." ”

A buzzing sound sounded in his ears, but it was a mosquito circling around his head, Lu Jian was disappointed, frowned and slapped his face, stunned, only to hear the mosquito buzzing unhurriedly.

"Bad luck, where did this mosquito come from?"

Lu Jian wanted to ignore it, but the mosquito unrelentingly lay on his neck and bit his skin painfully, chasing and slapping him several times, only the palm of the hand was numb, but he didn't even touch a single hair of it.

Lu Jian was really angry, his eyes widened, and his ears straightened to listen carefully to the movements of the mosquitoes.

"It's hot,...... It's so uncomfortable......" Wen Zhu tightened his legs and grinded gently, his cherry lips opened lightly, and his coquettish voice was like crying and complaining, which made people think about it.

Lu Jian swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and was about to pounce. The mosquito seemed to be specifically against him, buzzing back and forth in front of him, Lu Jian scolded secretly and raised his hand to fight. The scene in front of him broke through, a burst of white light shot out, and the tiny mosquito suddenly shook its wings, more than a hundred times larger, and turned into a fierce white harrier, its claws fiercely inserted into his neck, and the sharp beak was raised and pecked in his eye sockets.

"Ah......" Lu Jian let out a miserable scream, one eyeball had been pecked alive, the flesh and blood in the eye socket were blurred, and several bright red claw marks appeared on the neck, the bones were deep visible, and the blood flowed like an infusion.