The Blood River Sword flashed with a slight light, slashing at Jiaoxin's clothes, splashing a flash of light. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

At this time, the clothes on Jiao Xin's body were the same as Qin Ziyang's clothes, they were all true disciple costumes given by the inner disciples of Shuangling Peak, which was not only a symbol of status, but also a mid-level defensive magic weapon.

Jiao Xin's true disciple's costume is called Qingluan Youyun Skirt, the upper body is a blue-green Qingluan smoke gauze brocade robe, revealing two white and tender arms, but the lower body is a green smoke and green flower long skirt, with white clouds on it.

The Blood River Sword slashed at the tie of Jiaoxin's upper body robe, this robe was a mid-level defensive magic weapon, but how could it block the sharpness of the Blood River Sword?

Hearing only the sound of "Zila", this thin cyan frenulum was directly cut off by the Blood River Sword, revealing the anxious fragrant shoulders.

"Damn! what are you doing!" Jiao Xin's face changed drastically, his left hand was still firmly pressed against his chest, but his right hand was in front of his shoulder.

"Tut-tut, isn't Senior Sister Jiao a little anxious, and she hasn't done it yet!" Qin Ziyang said with an evil smile, and the Blood River Sword slashed again, and cut off another tie!

Finally, the two ties of the Qingluan Youyun Skirt worn by Jiao Xin were cut off by the Blood River Sword, but it did not hurt her delicate body!

"Adulterous thief!" At this time, Jiao Xin ignored the pain in his heart, collapsed on the ground and crawled towards the door of the stone chamber, trying to escape from this place.

Seeing this, Qin Ziyang was unhurriedly crawling on the ground, and stepped on her back with one foot, stomping on her ground, and her proud face was also buried in the dust.

"Senior Sister Jiao, you and I were originally well water and not river water, are you sick in the brain or what, do you have to go against me?" Qin Ziyang almost weighed half of his body on his right foot, and he used up a few feet.

"Ahem, ahem, you can't die!" At this time, Jiao Xin was very embarrassed, his face was full of dust and tears, but he still stubbornly yelled at this Qin Ziyang.

"Hey, hey, Senior Sister Jiao, don't worry, the game between you and me has just begun, don't worry!" Qin Ziyang laughed, left his right foot on Jiao Xin's back, and let it go.

Then, his hands kept pinching, and Jiao Xin's body, which was still struggling to crawl out, shook suddenly, as if he had been grabbed by an invisible big hand, half-floating in the air.

Shallow blood mist slowly floated out from her seven orifices and even the major acupuncture points around her body, wrapping around the stone walls, tightly binding her in the form of the word "big".

"Senior Sister Jiao, the younger brother has personally experimented, if the monk loses ten percent of his blood, there is not much threat. Behind his hands, Qin Ziyang kept looking at Jiao Xin, who was hanging in the air with his hands and feet tied, and said coldly: "After losing 20% of his blood, the monk will gradually become weak, such as dizziness and brain swelling and other small problems?"

Although Jiaoxin's limbs were trapped, he still glared at this Qin Ziyang angrily and scolded. However, Qin Ziyang felt a trace of fear from his tone.

The two ties of the Qingluan Youyun skirt on her body were cut off, and the pale cyan obscene clothes under the skirt were also exposed, and there was also slightly undulating tender flesh between her arms.

Qin Ziyang's right hand moved slightly, and the Blood River Sword was another bloody ray, completely tearing apart the clothes on her upper body, leaving only the small clothes that wrapped her chest. And looking from the direction of Qin Ziyang, the bare back is like a piece of white and flawless warm jade!

"Kill me, kill me!" Jiao Xin suddenly shouted, his body kept twisting, like a roasted prawn, and blood was constantly dripping from his body.

"Are you afraid?" Qin Ziyang shook his head slightly, and said to himself: "When the monk loses thirty percent of his blood, his body will become extremely weak, and his brain will involuntarily produce some hallucinations......" As he spoke, another stream of blood flashed, directly chopping the clothes on his upper body!

In an instant, the clothes on Jiaoxin's upper body disappeared, and there was a strange beauty in the dim stone room. More and more blood mist oozed from her body, and even the sweat she dripped, out of fear, became blood!

"Senior Sister Jiao, it's time to tell me why you did it to me. Qin Ziyang walked in front of Jiao Xin again, and asked while stroking Jiao Xin's smooth and delicate little feet.

"You, what are you doing, throw that thing away!" When Jiao Xin came back to his senses and saw the thing Qin Ziyang was holding in his left hand, his face was pale, and he almost roared.

"Oh?" Qin Ziyang took two steps back, held up the thing in his left hand, and asked, "Is this the thing?"

In his left hand, there was a piece of shadow jade slip, which was shining with inspiration, and it was obviously a piece of shadow jade slip that had been activated!

"Senior Sister Jiao, don't worry, this jade slip will be a collection in the future, and it won't be given to anyone else casually. Another flash of blood flashed, but this one directly shredded Jiaoxin's skirt and dirty pants, leaving only a naked white sheep hanging in the air!

"Tut-tut, Senior Sister Jiao, it is worthy of a yin body......" Qin Ziyang's eyes looked at the dense black forest in the two strands of Jiaoxin's place without blinking, and continued to admire. And his right hand was firmly holding the jade slip of the photo, aiming at that place.

"Oh, yes, I forgot to say that. If any monk accidentally loses forty percent of his blood, he will definitely die, and even the Avatar Monk will not be able to save you......"

"Spare your life, I, I say, I say!" Nearly thirty percent of the blood loss and the continuous stimulation of the spirit, Jiao Xin's mind finally collapsed!

"It's Michelle Wang, it's she who told me that you abandoned him from the beginning to the end, and coveted Senior Sister Cui's beauty, so I ......"

Next, Jiao Xin, whose mental defense line had completely collapsed, told all her secrets, not only the reasons why she was embarrassed by herself, but even the little secrets between her and Michelle Wong.

It turned out that these two people had very different personalities, and they didn't mince words about male monks, and they even felt weird when they stood together, because they had been honest with each other for a long time, and they were inseparable, almost like ordinary Taoist couples.

And just a few months ago, after the small quarrel between himself and Michelle Wong turned into a rumor, Jiao Xin hated him in his heart until he returned to Qingyang Sect.

Next, there is the incident of the conflict between the two.

"Damn, a group of crazy women!" Qin Ziyang's face was very ugly, he didn't expect him to be taken by such a crazy woman, so he threw it down from mid-air with a flick of his hand and slammed it into the alchemy furnace. Ignoring his weak body, he walked out directly.

"Be obedient to Lao Tzu in the sect, you have a blood slave talisman in your body, and I can make you die of blood all over your body with one thought. Qin Ziyang's figure disappeared outside the stone gate, but the voice came slowly: "There is also this piece of jade slip, you just need to be obedient and obedient......"

"Ahem, woo......" In the dim stone room, Jiao Xin was half-paralyzed in the dirt mixed with dust and blood, ignoring the blood marks on his body, he took out a spare piece of clothing from the storage bag with difficulty and draped it on his body.

Her eyes were soaked with tears, but there was an extremely strong hatred in the depths of her eyes, her hands clutched the cracks in the ground, and murmured: "Michelle Wang, it's all you, it's ...... harm me"