Yang Qing started talking about the time when the little beauty lost the game, her eyes were shining, and she released a dazzling brilliance. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

She heard that the man opposite was still unwavering in the face of the game that was bound to lose, but instead comprehended her martial arts "never give in" in this desperate situation, and her face changed slightly.

She heard the man opposite say that he could only practice the asana of Dragon and Tiger Gong over and over again in the carriage, and the pressure of Tarzan was as great as whipped him. In the end, the desire for victory and the attachment to life allowed Yang Qing to break through the neck bottle of his physique, evolve his 'clumsy strength' into 'Ming Jin', and can open the 'Iron Cloth Shirt' with the power of Ming Jin.

Her eyes were wide, her face was incredulous, and her lips moved slightly, "All your strength is forced out by me, is it the sky that wants to kill me, or the sky wants to save you!"

Yang Qing didn't say that in fact, the main credit is your family heirloom, "If I tell her this, she will probably live in the shadows for the rest of her life", he thought to himself.

It took her a while to recover from the shock, the man in front of her deserves to be impressed by herself, the existence that can burst out in danger, and the strong is strong, he is a real martial artist, and from now on Baohua Mansion will be his stage.

"Even if that's the case, how can your iron cloth shirt isolate my 'yin injury' power", she still didn't understand a little, although the iron cloth shirt was domineering, but our Mo family's "Zhenyue Gong" is to restrain your existence.

Yang Qing smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "I don't know, I can't say isolation, I should say that I can block some of it."

His face was straight, his palms were too cold, and he still felt afraid, "My internal organs have been seriously injured, bleeding from seven holes, and it is possible that I will be lying on the ground in the next second." “

Mo Feixu frowned and thought, "Could it be that your iron cloth shirt can defend against yin injuries, if so, it can be explained".

She suddenly opened up, and randomly threw another question, "Your last punch, you obviously can't attack me?"

This is where she is most confused, the sudden increase in strength, the iron cloth shirt, and Ming Jin, she is not afraid, but the last punch is too inexplicable.

Yang Qing didn't know what to say, this matter was too mysterious, and people would probably scoff at it, but it was definitely the source of inspiration for his last punch. He met her eyes and said solemnly, "Maybe you don't believe it, the last punch was comprehended from a sentence?"

"One word?", the man's wife repeated, she looked joking but his expression was as heavy as a mountain, she had to ask again, "Which sentence?"

"If you don't fight, you don't fight, if you don't fight, if you don't start, you can start."

Her eyebrows twisted together, repeating the phrase over and over again, but she didn't notice a hint of it.

Yang Qing didn't give her any time to ask, and began to explain, "Your speed is too fast, I can't keep up." It is obviously not possible to strike first, so you can only be quiet and then start. “

"Most of my injuries are the same, but the reserve, the chest, the lower yin, and I put my right hand in a place where it is very easy to attack you. In the moment of being attacked by your palm, then fight back with the strength of your whole body. I can't keep up with your speed when I attack you, but I know where you are the moment you hit me. “

Yang Qing explained again, like a dream, relying on the power of a sentence to find a way to crack her phantom body, he really couldn't think of any other explanation besides luck.

The man's wife has not yet recovered from Yang Qing's explanation, and she does not understand the power contained in the words of the ancient Chinese sages.

Yang Qing held her shoulders and calmed her body, "So to be able to defeat you, luck and strength really can't be lacking, you are too strong, so strong that I don't even dare to attack." “

She sighed, extremely regretful, "Yes, strong loses to small, but losing is losing, there's nothing to say", as a high-level martial arts cultivator, she still has this awareness.

She suddenly praised Yang Qing again, "Although I lost, I am convinced, you are also an opponent worthy of respect." The battle with you will never be forgotten in my life. “

Yang Qing is very happy, the other party is angry again, this is the man she knows, the man who has lost her minions.

Perhaps seeing Yang Qing's serious pity and shame, she laughed, not minding the injuries in her body at all, "When I chose the path of martial cultivation, death was my only way back. I can't use martial arts now, and I have never gotten rid of the cruel path of martial arts cultivation, let alone marry my martial idiot brother. “

"Marry your brother", this time it was Yang Qing's turn to be shocked, isn't this incest? She and he are sisters and brothers.

Anyone who knows about this will have doubts, and she doesn't bother to explain in general, she is a respectable opponent.

She began to recall, her face calm, "At the beginning, my father taught my younger brother martial arts, but my younger brother learned martial arts like wood. I begged my father to learn martial arts as well, but he never agreed to me. “

"Then how can you ...... in the end", Yang Qing is not blind, the little beauty's family martial arts are at the peak, how can she reach such a state without the guidance of a professional teacher.

She smiled slightly, revealing two sexy little tiger teeth, "My brother disappointed my father too much, and he couldn't help my day and night requests, so he agreed to me." “

"In order to prevent the spread of family martial arts, the nobles of the family forbade the women of the family to practice martial arts", Yang Qing knew this very clearly, and Wang Chan's father said this to her.

"Wouldn't it be better for me to marry my own brother?"

Seeing that this man was boundless in the martial arts arena, but now he was looking at herself with wide eyes and fear, she felt very happy and giggled, "What's the big deal, do you know how my father answered the questions of foreign guests at the beginning?"

Yang Qing's curiosity was strongly aroused, what a strange father, he asked, "What do you say?"

"He said, 'I don't dare to give birth to me.'" I gave birth to it, and I can't bear it. Otherwise, don't worry about it'. “

Yang Qing was completely speechless, in the two lives he lived, he had never seen such a non-human in nearly twenty years, and he had to accept it.

She sighed lightly, her expression was pleasant, and her words were brisk, "Now that I can't use force, then I don't have to marry my good brother." “

"Your brother can't even compare to a single cold hair of yours, a flower is stuck in cow dung", Yang Qing replied with great disgust.

After she finished speaking, she stretched out her fingers and pinched his arm fiercely, and became angry, "Don't talk about my brother like that, although she likes to play with girls, bully the soft and fear the hard, but the relationship with me is still good." “

Saying this, she looked at Yang Qing with pleading eyes, "Even if he provokes you in the future, don't be like him, okay?" Just repay me for saving your life, you can't be my guard now, I have no right to tell you to do anything." “

Before the man's wife said this, Yang Qing really wanted to find a chance to kill him, not because this Mo family brother offended him repeatedly, but because he coveted the little beauty.

But seeing the beautiful woman who is like a pear blossom with rain, because of his serious internal injuries and the grace to save his life, he can't ignore her request, as long as he promises her, "As long as he no longer has illusions about Wang Chan, I can promise you." “

Hearing his promise not to make a move on his younger brother, he relieved himself and gave Yang Qing an affirmative answer, "Don't worry, I will let him understand that some women are not what he can hope for." “

Seeing that his face was a little pale, his tone changed, and he teased lightly, "But if he proposes to the Wang family in the name of the Mo family, then it will not be certain." “

"He dare", Yang Qing was furious, he was now in the middle of the little beauty is the class gap, don't look very small, maybe you will never be able to step over. This is also the little beauty who belongs to herself, but Yang Qing still didn't kiss her or caress her.

Yang Qing doesn't know if there is a future between himself and the little beauty, all he can do is to do his best to break this impossibility.

"Alright, alright", Mo Feixu chuckled, gently stroking his arm, and twisting the muscle bumps on his arm affectionately.

"I'm kidding you, look at how excited you are. If I want to marry someone in the future, then he will be the successor of the Mo family, and with Wang Chan's family situation, he will definitely recruit a son-in-law, do you think my father will agree to him? I bet that as long as he shows a little bit of meaning, it is estimated that he will not be able to leave Pingding City from now on. “

Yang Qing thought about it carefully, it seemed to be like that, "Damn, I was tricked by this chick", but it rang the bell in his heart, although it is impossible for the Mo family in Pingdingcheng, but other families are not necessarily.

The little beauty is so beautiful, the hairy boy of the big family must be carried away by beauty, and the red face and disaster are the same in this era, he was safe and sound before he met the little beauty, and all kinds of dangers followed one after another after meeting the little beauty.

The weak escape, the stronger the stronger, if you don't meet the little beauty, then your current strength is no different from that of ants, and the adversity of life and death can stimulate people's potential to the greatest extent.

"Damn, it's really not okay to take the little beauty away and fly away, cook raw rice and mature rice", Yang Qingxinli has already considered a few back roads for himself.

Mo Feixu squinted his eyes and looked Yang Qing up and down, revealing an unclear and indescribable flavor in his color, "I know that when you mention Wang Chan, your mood swings are very big, you shouldn't have a leg with you Miss Jia!"

Yang Qing hadn't answered yet, she asked directly, and her eyes began to glow, "You guys are in a carriage all day long." She likes to cry whenever you're in any danger, and whenever someone hits her attention, you're angry. “

She suddenly realized, and almost shouted in a very exaggerated tone, "It's terrible, it's terrible, the guard has a leg with the young lady, you are a guard stealing yourself! This trick is played beautifully, I still underestimate you." “

Looking at what she said, Yang Qing's cheeks were red when she said it, and he didn't know what to do. Obviously, sometimes in front of outsiders with little beauties, he warns himself to keep his distance. Before she could get past the fart point, the little beauty hugged her arm and leaned almost on Yang Qing's body. And Yang Qing had no consciousness at all, swaggering and hugging her waist, and then the two began to laugh unscrupulously.