Hu Meier was tied up with Ding Hu's dead body, and was also stuffed with stinky socks in her mouth by Wu Tianzheng, and I don't know which junior brother's stinky socks belonged to, the smell is too strong, I'm afraid that she won't wash her feet or socks for a month!

"Yingying, will your stealth be caught in the rain?" Wu Tianzheng asked with concern. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"No!" Ying Ying shook her head and said, the stealth of the general martial artist is different from the immortal magic and Taoism, although it seems to be invisible to the naked eye, but it cannot really be integrated with nature, so, in the case of Wu Tianzheng opening the hundred grass duel, the stealth of the martial artist will be seen by him as a phantom, but Ying Ying is the dragon girl of the Heavenly Palace, a real immortal, and the stealth technique is very mysterious, no matter how special you have the function, clairvoyance, perspective eye, microscopic eye...... No matter what kind of eyes are good, she will never find a trace behind her invisibility, and she is truly as incorporeal and formless as the wind, and can also be as pervasive as the wind, which is something that human warriors can't do.

"That's great! I'll carry you and let's go!" Wu Tianzheng said with relief.

"Wu Gongzi, but Hu Mei'er ...... her" Ying Ying frowned, she didn't seem to want to leave with Wu Tianzheng like this, because she didn't want to see Hu Mei'er being spoofed like this, they were all girls, even if Hu Mei'er was very bad and humiliated her, but she still wanted to keep Hu Mei'er a little dignity as a child, so she threw her naked in front of many men, which made her feel that it was really too much, but she didn't want to lose Wu Tianzheng's interest, so she didn't express her unhappiness.

"Oh! Ying Ying doesn't like to see this fox spirit naked, so I'll tie her up again," I didn't expect Wu Tianzheng to immediately guess Ying Ying's thoughts, which made Ying Ying very happy, don't look at this young man who was born domineering and looks like a brave man, but his mind is very delicate and very empathetic, Ying Ying finally showed a sweet smile.

Wu Tianzheng felt guilty about Ying Ying and knew that this poor girl would die soon, so he would never do anything to make Ying Ying unhappy.

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In the evening, the rain gradually subsided, but the lead clouds were like ink, and the sky was extremely overcast and as dark as night.

The camp tent of the Burning Heaven Sect was built quite boldly: the high arches were hung with bright red palace lanterns, and more than a dozen exquisite and spacious camps were scattered in each direction, as if more than a dozen martial arts masters had joined forces to defeat the enemy, looking solemn, unfathomable and murderous.

A barracks in the middle is the most magnificent and tall, it looks extraordinary, and it can even be said that it is almost luxurious, the carved beams and paintings on the main gate are hung on both sides of the dragon and phoenix Chengxiang octagonal palace lamps, the colored satin flies in the wind and rain, just like the skirt and silk that flutter when the fairy dances, and like the beautiful fireworks that bloom in the dark night, which makes people dizzy.

The camp tent is brightly lit, guests and friends from all walks of life sit high on both sides, and there is a handsome and unparalleled young man sitting on the first high chair in the middle, a flawless jade in white clothes and a high crown looks majestic and heroic, and has the potential to surpass the four, as if he was born to sit there, the king of the world and the heroes, and the four heroes are also respectful to him, as if he was born to sit below and accompany the king, if there is another person in this demon ridge who can make them lose their self-confidence, then this person must be Lu Jinghong.

The Lingxiao Sect is headed by Duan Feixing and Qu Yang, and camps at the east entrance of the Treasure Cave, while the Bixiao Sect is headed by Ba Shanyu, Qiu Qianshan and Jin Feng, the latter two are a young couple, and they are also brothers and sisters of the same sect, while other slightly weaker sects are camped in the west, among these sects, Sun Wuji, the master of Wujimen, Pingsheng, the director of Xiaoyao Castle, Hua Sishao, the leader of Yongchun Sect, Wang Meng, the owner of Tianwang Village, and Yue Kongming, the owner of Xiema Villa, are the leaders.

The Yongchun faction is not practicing Wing Chun, they are just one of the five sects in the middle and lower rivers and lakes, specializing in picking flowers, stealing willows, raping and stealing adultery, and sitting next to Hua Sishao are his four major female disciples: Hongmei, Bihe, Qiuping and Bingbing, these four female disciples are naturally picked by Hua Sishao, because they have outstanding charm and appearance, and they are deeply liked by Hua Sishao, so Hua Sishao teaches them martial arts very carefully, and can be his personal guards. The maidservants and maids can be used for him to have fun at any time, these four women can be said to be busy with many hats, and they are indeed very dedicated to serving Hua Sishao, and the eldest young master is getting thinner and thinner and lazy to move, and even later he has no interest in going out to pick flowers.

As the saying goes: It is not difficult for a person to do a bad thing without being eliminated, and it is difficult to do a bad thing for a lifetime without being eliminated, which is the most difficult and most difficult ah!

And Tianwangzhai is a nest of giant thieves and bandits, Wang Meng as the chief scoop handle in an iron cloth shirt has already practiced to perfection, rumors in the rivers and lakes, his iron cloth shirt can not even cut the sword and pierce, but not someone has seen it with their own eyes, one thing is inevitably more and more out of shape, Wang Meng himself has not confirmed the meaning of showing everyone, so many people are skeptical about it.

"Damn! I don't know when the seal of this treasure cave will be opened? It's almost crazy for Lao Tzu!" Wang Meng first broke the dull atmosphere in the hall, they have been in the Demon Ridge for a long time, there is no food to eat, let alone wine and meat, there are only cups and plates on the long tables on both sides of the table with some clear springs and fruits, such a light party is really boring and tasteless, Wang Meng remembered that he used to eat meat in Tianwangzhai and drink wine and divide gold and silver, the taste of living in this Demon Ridge is really more uncomfortable than that of a monk.

"Dare to ask this strong man's name?" Yue Kongming, the owner of Xiema Mountain Villa, who was sitting next to Wang Meng, hugged his fists and asked, although they were all stationed at the entrance of the cave in the west, but the various factions were far away from each other and rarely interacted, not to mention that Yuekong Ming was born in the southern region, and he rarely came to the north to move around, so he didn't recognize Wang Meng, if it wasn't for Lu Jinghong to call them for the first meeting, many people would probably only be able to get acquainted when they were in the big competition, because at that time, the emperor would engrave their names and sects on stone tablets and stand around the martial arts arena, and everyone saw the stone tablets engraved with their own and their opponents' names as if they saw their own tombstones, and that feeling would be extremely unpleasant。

"Wang Meng! the king of bastards, the fierce dragon crossing the river, the chief scoop of Tianwangzhai, the ancestor of the thirteen Taibao practicing kung fu, how is it, are you not convinced?" Wang Meng's voice was definitely higher than 100 decibels, which shook everyone's ears and buzzed, obviously this Wang Meng was very irritable, and it was not pleasing to anyone.

"Oh! It turned out to be Wang Daxia! I have been looking up for a long time! Kong Ming has no such intention, and I hope that Wang Daxia will give me more advice in the future!"

"I can't talk about teaching, but I can't help but say a few words when I look at the heart-wrenching place, the people in the rivers and lakes are proud and full of violentness, look at you like a teacher, what kind of martial arts do you practice? Hug the child at home is almost the same, and it will not be taken captive to this ghost place!" Wang Meng is conceited as a hero who swallows mountains and rivers, and he is the person who looks down on Si Swenwen the most, and he is an unforgiving posture with an aggressive attitude.

In the face of Wang Meng's humiliation, Yue Kongming only smiled indifferently, and he seemed to be quite open-minded.

"Hmph! rude!" Hua Sishao sat diagonally opposite Wang Meng, but the positions were far away, and he snorted softly.

"What kind of fart are you secretly putting there, do you dare to let it go again?" Unexpectedly, with this gentle hum, Wang Meng listened to him, and he didn't see how his body moved, and his tower-like majestic body swept past the long table in front of him in just a flash, and stood in front of the long table in front of Hua Sishao with a fierce look, which frightened Hua Sishao, and the four female disciples behind him were even more shocked that Hua Meng lost his face and his jade body was uneasy, and each of them shrank back gently, perhaps because he was afraid that Wang Meng would suddenly pounce on them and bite them.

"Ahem! Wang Daxia should know what kind of place this is, please pay attention to your words!" "Where does Hua Sishao dare to provoke Wang Meng?" But in front of several female disciples, if he is frightened by others, how can he dominate in front of these girls, I am afraid that it will make him feel even more inferior in bed.

"What kind of big clove of garlic do you want to pretend to me? What is wrong? Lao Tzu has always been right, do you dare to say that Lao Tzu is wrong, is it a desire to find fault?" Wang Meng glared at Hua Sishaodao with a pair of leopard eyes, to be honest, he was not able to correctly understand what the 'wording' meant, just heard a 'wrong' word, he immediately exploded, in the past in Tianwangzhai, he was staring at the slaughter of people.

After listening to Wang Meng's words, everyone laughed and laughed, and could only say how terrible it is to have no culture!

"Lao Tzu recognizes you, you are the Hua Da Shao of the 'Yongchun Qinglou Faction', who specializes in picking flowers and raising chickens, right?" Wang Meng suddenly recognized Hua Sishao, but he has always despised the thieves who pick flowers and steal willows, so he said that the Yongchun faction was the Qinglou faction, and called Hua Sishao Hua Dashao, and his words were full of humiliation and provocation.

Hua Sishao doesn't care about others humiliating him, since he has devoted himself to the flower picking career he loves, he has to practice increasing the thickness of his face first, and endure the contempt, insult and denunciation of people in the martial arts, but these are far from enough, if he doesn't want to be killed by the righteous people prematurely, he must also practice a good kung fu, so from the bottom of his heart, Hua Sishao is not afraid of Wang Meng, he feels that Wang Meng is just a leopard, with developed limbs and a simple mind, he is not his opponent at all.

"Master Ben doesn't want to be angry with you, everyone's well water does not interfere with river water, and I hope that Brother Wang Meng will respect himself!" Hua Sishao actually opened his pitch-black gold-painted paper fan with a "snap", and slapped it twice leisurely, but it was also quite a bit of a graceful urine.

"Damn! dare to pretend to be a grandson in front of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will flatten you into a real grandson!" After Wang Meng finished speaking, he waved his fan-like iron palm, and a fierce wind suddenly hit Hua Sishao head-on, what he specialized in cultivating was hard kung fu, and this palm was "open the tablet" It can be said that every mountain opens the mountain and the sky breaks the sky, the momentum is unstoppable, the powerful palm wind shakes the delicate body of the four girls of Hongmei and keeps retreating, and the sound of exclamation and panting is endless, and the other sects are all cold-eyed bystanders, no one pays attention to them, they feel that it is not a pity to kill one less person like this.

And Lu Jinghong was as steady as Mount Tai in the middle of the chair, as if the fight between the two of them was not as interesting as watching the monkey.