The teacup in the purple-clothed maid's hand fell to the ground, and the hot tea spilled on the ground, splashing Luo's skirt: "Master, it's wet!"

"Hehehe" Zhang Wenxiao smiled predictively, grabbed the belt of the purple-clothed maid, and threw it into the air, and suddenly the purple Luo skirt was like shaking in the cold wind, and the snow-white jade arm loomed under the shaking of the Luo skirt, and fell towards Zhou Cong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Wenxiao obviously used the maid as a weapon, if Zhou Cong dodged, the maid would inevitably fall to death, and if she took it, she would also be injured by the whereabouts of the maid. Since ancient times, heroes have been amorous, will Zhou Cong save the maid?

Of course not, who wants to be hurt for a woman who was still ambiguous with the enemy just now? Zhou Cong is not a fool, and he is also very smart.

I won't take her, what if it's just a trick with a lot of hard work? But what if it's true, isn't it watching the purple-clothed maid fall into flesh?

He's not a good guy, but he's not a bad guy either, but as long as he's human, he's compassionate!

Don't pick it up!

But Zhou Cong took it, only to see him jump up higher than the maid's figure, leaning over like a goshawk, his right hand was like electricity, and he grabbed the belt of the purple-clothed maid.

The belt woven of purple yarn was broken in two, slowing down the speed of the maid's descent, and Zhou Cong's left hand gently dragged the maid's waist, and the maid's figure suddenly stood upright, and her right hand wrapped around her waist and gently fell to the ground.

The maid with a broken belt was disheveled, a white flower on her chest was about to come out, and the wind blew through the jade legs like snow. The maid smiled at Zhou Cong, her face was like a peach blossom, her eyes were full of spring, her moist and full lips were quietly close to Zhou Cong's ear, and she opened and closed gently: "Thank you!"

The warm warmth quietly entered Zhou Cong's ears, the crisp voice was not delicate, the itching in the piercing ears and the itchy feeling continued to the heart.

The faint aroma and delicate voice make people feel pity. And the vigilance was completely gone, and the body fragrance was like a pervasive little snake snake, burrowing into Zhou Cong's heart and igniting his blood.

Zhou Cong suddenly felt that his body was like a fire, and a hot breath suddenly rose from his lower abdomen.

The maid's arms, like a snake, gently wrapped around Zhou Cong's neck, and her delicate body touched Zhou Cong's emotions from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally. Zhou Cong only felt like a dam that was about to collapse!

"Gongzi Zhou!"

Zhou Cong seemed to be without thinking, and responded mechanically: "Hmm!"

"Giggle!" the purple-clothed maid smiled, her flowers trembling, and her eyes cast a contemptuous look at the surrounding masters like flowing waves.

At this time, Zhou Cong, like a hungry wolf, saw the food, his eyes couldn't help but be red, his breathing was heavy, he held the ruddy peach in his hand, and wanted to swallow it in one bite!

Suddenly, in Zhou Cong's mind, the immortal seeds kept vibrating, and a cool feeling suddenly flowed all over his body, and he couldn't help but shout: "Get out!"

With a loud shout, he shouted the domineering spirit of the world, and the snowflakes flying around him were shot in all directions, and the ten disciples who were standing in a daze were all fighting, and the snowflakes on their bodies were all red.

As soon as Zhou Cong shouted, the four people and four swords in front of him were mixed with the fierce cold wind, as if piercing the bone marrow, and stabbed towards Zhou Cong.

Zhou Cong instantly only felt that the temperature around him had plummeted, and the four swords were like ice spikes, shooting towards his heart, as fast as electricity, and he had already avoided them.

In a hurry, he suddenly gathered all his domineering energy into his fists, held his head high, clenched his fists, and burst into a violent state, "Ah!" A loud roar, his body turned sharply,

At the same time, both fists came out together, and a violent arrogance was like the resonance of gold and iron, like the collapse of thousands of horses, and like the water of a long river, unstoppable.

Four swords were near, one foot, nine inches, eight inches...... Strangely, the four swords that were getting closer and closer were being cut by a minute, as if the distance was always at eight inches from Zhou Cong's heart.

Poof! The four swords pierced in but there was only one sound, and the four of them couldn't help but let out a sigh and wiped the beads of sweat from their foreheads: "Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life! I finally made a contribution to Zhangjiazhuang!"

The mood of the four people was very proud, and they couldn't help but have a smile on their faces that couldn't be concealed, and the smile was getting bigger and bigger. With this meritorious service, will the owner of the village reward himself well? What will it be? Money? How can they lack money if they are cultivated? Status? Their status in Zhangjiazhuang is second only to the second owner! What else is there? Women!

Thinking of the woman, the four of them couldn't help but stretch out their scarlet tongues and lick their chapped lips, "The maids beside the owner of the village are really good, if the owner of the village rewards them, I must nod and give a purple-clothed maid to the owner!"

The four of them held the hilt of the sword against Zhou Cong's chest, and the more they thought about it, the more they couldn't help but smile and laugh, and the laughter turned into a wild laugh: "Hahahaha!"

"What, isn't it ridiculous?" Zhou Cong gently curled the corners of his mouth, his voice was as calm as water, as cold as ice, and his cold eyes looked at them playfully

"Ah?" The four of them were shocked, and they could still speak after being hit by four swords, is this still a human being? In addition to being stunned, the hands of the four people holding the swords couldn't help but pull back, and the swords were pulled out, and the smiles on their faces suddenly turned into an expression that was more ugly than crying.

I saw that there were only four sword hilts left, and Zhou Cong's body was indeed safe and sound!

"Demon law, he actually knows demon law!" The faces of the four people are like earth, Zhou Cong is like a monster in their eyes, cultivators are not afraid of monsters, in short, what are they most afraid of now Zhou Cong has become in their eyes!

In fact, Zhou Cong didn't know any demon magic, but the sword in the hands of the four people was not a sword, and Zhou Cong was domineering, his cultivation was refined, and his fist strength was contained but not spit, but the four swords were invisibly shattered. As the snowflakes fall.

The four of them were the first, gritting their teeth and shouting: "Four elephant arrays"

Suddenly, the four of them separated into four corners, surrounded Zhou Cong in the middle, each showed his fists and feet, one person made a palm, the palm wind was soft, implying murder, like a spring breeze supporting willows, and the weak could be crispy and numb. The spring breeze palm method overcomes rigidity with softness!

One person used his fist, bursting violently, like the summer sun, as if the mountains and rocks could be turned into powder under his blow. Sun boxing is strong when it is strong!

One person uses his legs, the autumn wind kills, sweeps the fallen leaves, the autumn wind urges the legs, and human life is like falling leaves. The autumn wind leg method kills people invisibly!

A person's body is like hanging frost, the cold ice comes out, the yin wind roars angrily, and the body is like ice, and the steel is not broken. The Palm of Ice chills the heart.

The four images of the sky are spring, summer, autumn and winter.

"Suffer death! You are the only person who can make our brother use the Four Elephant Array in recent years, and you can be proud of your death," said the person who made the spring breeze palm, and said in a gentle manner.

The smile is like a spring breeze, and the voice is like a drizzle, as if Zhou Cong is an old friend he hasn't seen for many years.

But only Zhou Cong could feel the murderous intent hidden in that smile!