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The entrance of the hall was more than three zhang long from where Li Mochou got up, but it couldn't stop the light skills of the Tomb Sect from coming to the wind. Li Mochou's figure was pulled to the highest, and when he fell, his feet were as good as stepping on the tile surface on the edge of the eaves, but he saw that the two roof tiles that he had expected to fall on suddenly shattered, revealing the gap between the two rafters, and at the same time heard the man's Fujian accent: "I said, this will make you very faceless." ”

In the man's voice, Li Mochou's feet have no place to land, if he tucks his abdomen and steps his feet forward, although he can step on the tile, but at the same time, the center of gravity of the body will not be able to be maintained, and he will fall under the eaves.

When he stood firm, he was already in the middle of the attack of the Qingpao and Mei Chaofeng, Li Mochou was in danger, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, the little sister has no choice but to be respectful and obey her fate." After that, he calmly passed by the man's side and walked into the hall, but his heart was horrified: "What kind of broken roof tile did he use? Why can't you see where his secret weapon is?"

She has been surrounded by people in the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and has already developed the quality of not being surprised and quite anxious, when passing by the green robe man, she caught a glimpse of Cheng Ying led by the green robe man, and her heart moved, so she stretched out her right hand to touch Cheng Ying's face, and said with a smile: "The little sister is really handsome......

How could Qian Qingjian let her hand touch Cheng Ying's face? This delicate and delicate hair looks white and lovely, but it is actually a red practice palm, if it is touched, Cheng Ying's life will be difficult to protect, even if he has the ability to rejuvenate his wonderful hands, it is troublesome to treat, and he immediately reached out and held Li Mochou's slender hand in his hand.

Qian Qingjian's actions are by no means groundless, in his memory, Li Mochou touched Wu Sanniang's face because he blamed Wu Sanniang for stopping Hong Lingbo from killing people, and touched half of Wu Sanniang's face black, and later Wu Sanniang sucked poisonous blood to Wu Santong, who was hit by the ice spirit silver needle in his calf, causing the two poisons to die at the same time.

Now Qian Qingjian's martial arts far surpass Li Mochou, although his right hand is a late hair, but he can come first, Li Mochou wanted to take Cheng Ying as a hostage in order to get out, but he didn't want to be held by this green-robed man, and he was immediately ashamed, and he didn't want to think about it, so he attacked the highly poisonous internal force of the Red Lian Divine Palm into the man's palm.

Li Mochou has never been in contact with a man since he was a child, except for being carried by Qian Qingjian in the suburbs of Nanyang twelve years ago, and he is still a virgin at the age of thirty. Even when he was obsessed with Lu Zhanyuan, he was always polite and self-controlled.

Later, when she was disappointed in love, many men on the rivers and lakes couldn't help but be emotional when they saw her beauty, but as long as there was a slight evil thought in her expression, she often died immediately under the palm of her naked practice.

At this moment, the man's large, warm hand grabbed her small hand, and she instinctively wanted to take the man's life. Unexpectedly, after the palm force urged into the palm of the other party, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, empty and helpless, and I couldn't help but be horrified, knowing that this person's internal strength was deep and unfathomable.

But at the same time, she was also lucky, just because she finally transported the poison in, and she only hoped that the green-robed man would be poisoned and killed immediately, and she would not be able to fight back. Therefore, he smiled: "I can't see that Zunjia is so solemn and righteous, and he would also do such a frivolous act, which is really despicable." ”

Qian Qingjian didn't let go, but laughed and said: "Solemnity and justice have never been related to me, it's just that anyone can touch this little girl's face, but you can't touch it." ”

Li Mochou knew that his mind had been guessed by the other party, so he stopped talking about it, and waited for two more breaths, but saw that the man in the green robe was not abnormal, and suddenly remembered that Hong Lingbo said that this person had the ability to eat vegetables with ice spirit silver needles, and he was not afraid of the poison of the red practice divine palm, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed, and said angrily: "Let go of the other person's hand...... The left palm was already silently slapped out, slapping at the opponent's right rib.

At this time, Qian Qingjian held Cheng Ying's small hand with his left hand, held Li Mochou's right hand with his right hand, and did not dare to absorb Li Mochou's internal force because he was afraid of getting sick. She let her be horizontal, and the bright moon shines on the river. Let Li Mochou's palm be real.

As early as twelve years ago, the Dionysian Monk said to Qian Qingjian that this 20-character mantra is not exclusive to the "Jiuyang True Scripture", but no matter which internal skill is practiced to a very high level, it can be so light-hearted. This method is cloudy: "He is ruthless and he is evil, and I am full of true anger." ”

Although Qian Qingjian is far from reaching the realm of the three-foot qi wall of the sweeping monk, the power of Li Mochou's palm is far inferior to Xiao Feng a hundred years ago, and at most it is too close to the exterminator a few hundred years later, how can he hurt Qian Qingjian, who has three hundred years of internal strength?

The left palm hit, Li Mochou was ecstatic in his heart, and said in his heart that even if your palm has a ghost doorway, it will not be your weakness to withstand the full force of my Chilian Divine Palm, who knows that after a palm is patted, I only feel that the palm power seems to be integrated into the depth of the other party's texture, and there is no sign of harm. She suddenly lost all her thoughts, is this person a human or a ghost? If he is a human being, this martial arts ...... Where can a person train?

Li Mochou was dead but did not forget that his right hand was pinched by the man, retracted his left hand and broke the other party's right hand, and after a break, he only felt that the hand was like an iron tong, so he pulled it back, but he failed to pull the other party's fingers, slipped back and lifted the cuff of the right wrist robe up, revealing a snow-white arm.

Qian Qingjian immediately saw that the bright red on the skin of the deceptive frost and snow was a grain of sand guarding the palace on the Sanyang meridian in his hand. His heart moved, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sorry, sighed, let go of her right hand and said, "Come into the house, you eat, I have something to discuss with you." Stop playing with your heart eyes, I don't want to embarrass you by clicking on your acupoint. ”

Li Mochou refused to move, only stared at Qian Qingjian's eyes with a pair of beautiful eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "You actually ...... It's true...... Is it Qian Qingjian?!"

The reason why she asked this was because she heard Qian Qingjian sigh, and she only felt that this sigh was very familiar, she had only dated two men at close range in her life, one had been dating for less than two months, and the other had been dating for more than a year, how not to hear this sigh was Qian Qingjian's habit.

The length of this sigh and the voice of the sigh, Li Mochou is familiar and can't be more familiar. Qian Qingjian pretended to speak and pretended to laugh, but he didn't think to pretend to sigh, but Li Mochou heard it.

Twelve years ago, the two of them walked all the way, from Nanyang to Suzhou, the two of them ate at the same table and slept in the same room, and whenever Qian Qingjian spoke to her, she was not very interested, she would hear Qian Qingjian sigh like this.

Qian Qingjian was stunned, I don't know how Li Mochou judged that it was him, but the matter has come to this point, and he is too lazy to pretend to be anything, the big deal is to turn against him. Thinking of this, he took off his mask and asked, "How do you know it's mine?"

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