Shen Qiqi's eyes gradually became cold, from panic and fear, to hatred, absolute hatred. The cold www.biquge.info pen & fun & pavilion froze the tears that she was about to shed, and she looked at He Chongyang and the perfect husband in her heart.

"Hmph, your Shen family is also stupid, how can you be a son-in-law if you are truly qualified and ambitious? How can I give up my family name to give up my family name to give up my Shen family as a slave and a servant? Only a stupid woman like you would think that I would fall in love with you and get into a fortune!" He Chongyang laughed and said: "Look at you like this, vulgar and ignorant, rude and unliterate, acting roughly, full of rural slang, do you look like everyone is beautiful?" You don't pee and look in the mirror, a woman like a peasant woman like you is also worthy of being a Taoist companion like me He Chongyang?"

He Chongyang said, put his hand into Shen Qiqi's torn clothes, pinched the two plump and wonderful mutton fat white jade hard, and smiled with satisfaction: "The only advantage of your body, I'm afraid it is this white meat, I didn't expect that although the skin on your face is black, it is white, if it weren't for you taking a bath, I really wouldn't have thought of it." ”

The force of these two twists was quite heavy, Shen Qiqi's eyebrows twitched, but she still didn't speak, and only continued to look at He Chongyang with cold and hateful eyes.

"Don't look at me like that! This is all forced by you!" Shen Qiqi's eyes made He Chongyang very unhappy, and He Chongyang twisted Shen Qiqi's chest again, and when he stopped his hand, he was already bruised: "I, He Chongyang, am such a good man, but I will welcome you for the sake of the Xianyun Secret Realm! I originally thought that as long as I could get benefits in the Xianyun Secret Realm, I would leave you alive, so I had to gather and disperse! But I didn't expect your Shen family to be so excessive, but the quota that was promised refused to be given to me at all...... I wanted to let you go, but you didn't even give me the sword heart!"

"You forced it! You forced it!!" He Chongyang's expression became hideous, his hands were even harder, and he kept twisting in Shen Qiqi's chest and abdomen, the flat lower abdomen, the plump twin peaks, and under these venting hands, there were pieces of hideous bruises: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! You forced me to make this move!"

Shen Qiqi finally couldn't help but hum under such torture, and just when He Chongyang was frantically twisting Shen Qiqi, the statue of the goddess of Youshi, which was covered by the old curtain, suddenly let out a whimpering "help" sound, but before the shout was finished, it seemed to be covered by something.

He Chongyang's pupils shrank, his heart tightened, and he said coldly: "Who!" As he spoke, a palm wind slashed towards the curtain.

The palm wind was blocked, but the curtain was half lifted, but He Chongyang was stunned, a little crying and laughing.

Behind the curtain, a man in white was in a similar posture to himself, coercing a woman in purple who seemed to be unable to move, and his palm was on the mouth of the woman in purple, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes that were sobbing and pitiful. The man in white also looked at this side helplessly, and sighed: "This brother on the other side, I know that everyone is embarrassed by such a scene. But now that the matter has come to this, this ...... Everyone is a common friend, and we have the same fate to come here, so you might as well ...... Well...... Why don't you interfere with each other?"

"............" He Chongyang was suddenly stunned. Rao He was deep in the city, and he didn't know what to say for a while when he encountered such a scene, so he only tried to look at the man in white, trying to analyze the origin and cultivation of the man in white.

Shen Qiqi originally had a glimmer of hope in her heart, but it was even more cold. Where is this Youshi Temple, what is the Youshi Temple, it is clearly a place where evil people go unpunished.

The man in white sighed helplessly: "Actually, it's a good thing that you disturbed me, brother." I came first...... It's better to leave it at this point and exchange ideas in the future. ”

He Chongyang smiled.

From the fact that the man in white resisted his own palm wind, and the current fluctuation of the aura around the man in white, He Chongyang can conclude that the other party's cultivation is only contemplation, and ...... It is the level of contemplation.

And He Chongyang himself is already condensing the Yuan Seven Heavens!

The meaning of the Seven Heavens is that he is already a high-level Ning Yuan.

Moreover, He Chongyang is a pure spiritual root of heavenly quality, although it is not the best pure spiritual root, it is also a very high talent of one in a thousand. He Chongyang has always boasted of his intelligence, believing that "if I have the fate to obtain the inheritance of the Heavenly Rank, I will definitely be invincible at the same level."

The man in white blocked the purple-clothed beauty in front of him, slowly walked towards the temple gate, and said as he walked: "Although I came first, it seems that you are more anxious, brother, so ...... The younger brother took his leave first......"

As he spoke, the man in white pushed open the heavy temple door with his hand holding the beauty in purple, and the face of the beauty in purple was completely exposed.

He Chongyang's heart jumped violently.

Surprised.

Amazing surprise.

He Chongyang dared to swear that he had never encountered such a stunning beauty among the tens of millions of people in the three nearby cities for decades.

If the purple-clothed beauty held hostage by the man in white opposite is a phoenix, then Shen Qiqi in her hands is simply a hen.

He Chongyang suddenly felt even more unwilling.

On the opposite side of the contemplation level, how can he have such a beauty, and why can he only vent on Shen Qiqi, who is a village woman?

"This brother, there is fate when we meet, why bother to leave when we come!" He Chongyang smiled and shot at the man in white, his hands shook, and a green palm wind hit the man in white.

The man in white shouted angrily, threw the purple-clothed beauty as a shield towards He Chongyang, blocked the green palm wind with the purple-clothed beauty, and rushed towards the temple gate. He Chongyang laughed when he saw this, where was he willing to hurt that peerless beauty?

At the moment when he was about to pick it up, He Chongyang suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Because although the purple-clothed beauty made a sad look, there was no pain or hatred in her eyes.

If it weren't for the insult to Shen Qiqi just now, He Chongyang might not be able to see it so clearly, but once he compared it with Shen Qiqi's eyes, He Chongyang immediately noticed that something was wrong.

He Chongyang was a person who made a decision on the spot, he suddenly changed his hug to push, and two purple-black palm shadows blasted towards the purple-clothed beauty, this palm shadow was far more fierce than the palm wind just now, and a fishy smell came to his face.

The eyes of the purple-clothed beauty have long been devoid of talent, and the seemingly delicate and weak body turns in the air, and two pink flowers bloom in the air with both hands, and the green palm shadow bombards together.

A strong shock wave erupted centered on the two of them, and the fishy stench and the delicate floral fragrance overlapped, permeating the entire Youshi Temple.

He Chongyang was caught off guard after all, although he temporarily changed his moves, he didn't expect that the cultivation on the opposite side was not inferior to him at all, and he was shocked back and rolled backwards again and again, until he hit the wall of the Youshi Temple, and only stopped when he hit a layer of smoke. He turned his head violently, and his heart was even colder.

The man in white didn't go out of the temple gate at all, but when he was fighting against the purple-clothed beauty, he had already stood in front of Shen Qiqi, looking at him with his back to Shen Qiqi.

At this time, the man in white did not have half a point of slick and evil spirit, he held his head high arrogantly, looking at He Chongyang with a downward posture, showing a kind of arrogance from his bones. At this time, there was only contempt in the eyes of the man in white, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. When the fishy stench in the air spread, the man in white took out a book and shook it lightly at the end of his nose, with a look of disgust.

He didn't speak at all, but just by that demeanor, He Chongyang felt a chill.

It's pride, real pride.

Pride from the bottom of my bones.

It seems that He Chongyang is like a pride in his eyes as an insect that can be pinched to death at any time.

The purple-clothed beauty flipped lightly in the air, like a colorful butterfly fluttering to the ground, and said with a red face and guilt: "Senior brother, yes, I'm sorry...... I, I seem to have messed up. ”