Leng Ruoshuang looked around, and saw Zhao Qinghou throw the corpse of a white-robed man with a snake head and thin waist on the ground, clapped his hands, and walked out in a pretending to be chic: "This stinky snake wanted to sneak attack you, but it was solved by Benhou's 'King Kong Finger'." ”

――In the eyes of a middle-aged man like Zhao Qinghou, who has achieved fame, a girl who is full of youthful atmosphere is undoubtedly the most tempting.

He does not lack fame and power, does not worry about money and cars, he has worked hard for most of his life, he needs to make up for it at this time, he enjoys the feeling of being with young girls, as if bringing him back to his youthful youth.

Zhao Qinghou suddenly felt a little envious, jealous and annoyed that the lonely, sad, white-haired man with a slight cough in the "Liangcheng", could be accompanied by such excellent girls day and night. Different from the charming and amorous Leng Ruoyan he had seen, the cold frost in front of him was as cold as the proud snow and cold plum on the high cliff of the clouds in the nine heavens, which made people have a sense of distance that only dared to look far away and did not dare to play profanely.

Women are like battlefields, the more difficult it is to conquer, the more interested and fighting spirit Zhao Qinghou becomes.

It's a pity that Leng Ruoshuang didn't even look at him, and was simply disdainful of this superb high-quality man who had many honorable reputations such as the first rank of the official residence, the frontier official, the hereditary first-class marquis, and the first master of the "Shaolin" vulgar family.

Just as Zhao Qinghou was about to launch a tender offensive against the girl, there was a faint sound of men and women mo......aning happily 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 1 x.co∞0 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 10 1

Mountains and forests, dark nights, ** sound endlessly.

A golden snub-nosed monkey slipped from a tree, curiously eyeing a passing elk.

Zhao Qinghou was very taken aback, he saw Leng Ruoshuang who rejected him thousands of miles away, and actually waved to the golden snub-nosed monkey enthusiastically, and hugged the long neck of the sika deer affectionately, whispering something in its ear, and what was even more strange was that the monkey was still squeaking and participating in the topic of one person and one deer.

Zhao Qinghou was a little stupid, he pinched his round face hard, it hurts, it's not an illusion, what the hell is this cold wild girl doing?

Leng Ruoshuang straightened up and lowered her voice and said: "Outside the south of the arrow, there is a pair of naked men and women in the grass, the men are on top of the women, the men's miscellaneous beards are like iron, and the tiger's eyes are pressing; ”

Zhao Qinghou's mouth was open enough to fit a preserved egg, and he asked, "How do you know?"

Leng Ruoshuang glanced at him and said coldly: "The monkey and the deer told me just now, that monkey is as lustful as you are, uncle, and has been hiding in the tree and peeking for a long time." ”

Zhao Qinghou was angry, and said with a sneering old face: "I forgot that the second girl knows the beast language...... Why don't we take this opportunity to lurk in the past and get rid of these two fangs...... That one...... Old man...... Ben Hou didn't mean that, I didn't have the same purpose as the monkey, I hurried over, I didn't do it to see them...... Don't get me wrong!"

Looking at Zhao Qinghou's childlike stammering panicked explanation, his pretty face was as cold as frost, and suddenly laughed "poof", that smile was like spring and snow, and the sun was warm, and Zhao Qinghou was stupid!

Leng Ruoshuang's smile appeared slightly, and she glared at Zhao Qinghou coldly, and then groped away into the darkness, Zhao Qinghou followed behind honestly like a good baby.

From the long and burying grass, the naked bodies of the two men and women were intertwined and rolled together, overwhelming the surrounding weeds for a long time, laughing and panting, and the sky was in full swing.

Leng Ruoshuang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, something was wrong, the "parting hook" stretched out diagonally, and crossed a certain body part protruding from a certain marquis behind him, and said in a low voice: "Do you want to enter the palace as a eunuch?"

Zhao Qinghou's old face turned red, and he explained softly: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, not intentional...... I can't help myself, I can't help myself......"

Cold sweat oozed from Leng Ruoshuang's palms, looked at the dark jungle around him, and said in a low voice: "I always feel that something is wrong...... It's like someone is watching us......"

With the same natural sense of smell as a wild animal, Frost knows when there is a storm, where there is bloodshed, and can often smell death.

Suddenly, murderous and evil forces are pressing in and approaching at the same time!

At this moment, Leng Ruoshuang and Zhao Qinghou's feet sank at the same time, and they actually fell into a trap.

A large net covered the sky, shrunk rapidly, and the dark weapons in the sky flew even more!

Leng Ruoshuang immediately took out her sword, she didn't pay attention to the flying attack of the hidden weapon at all, the sword light jumped, and a sword stabbed the Tiger Shaking Mountain that launched the hidden weapon to the heart, and blood spurted out!

At the same time, she was hit by a throwing knife and two feather arrows.

Her eyes darkened for a while, and the old wound internal injuries given by Long Xingyun began to pull on.

Zhao Qinghou held the crumbling Ruoshuang with his left arm, sank his waist immediately, raised his breath and shouted, and a punch of "whew" was struck, and the fist wind was strong through the iron net, and it was as majestic as a mountain.

In the middle of the smearing medicine, her petite white body "slammed" into a tree trunk, and sat down with the tree without a wisp of her body, and the trunk was covered with a blood stain.

Zhao Qinghou's attainments in the powerful King Kong boxing can definitely be ranked in the top five in the "Shaolin School"!

Leng Ruoshuang swung his sword and cut off six iron cables, and his body was like a sharp arrow, breaking through the net!

As soon as her feet landed, a tall and strong figure had already burst out from behind the stone, and as soon as she made a move, it was eighty-eight sixty-four "mad bull sticks"!

Leng Ruoshuang has been injured in many places, and he only felt that his eyes were black for a while, but at this time, he met a foreign master Niu Ploughing the field with rough skin and thick meat and a bullring nose!

Zhao Qinghou's eyes were red, he flew in front of Ruo Ling, exhaled loudly, danced with his iron fist, and between the lightning and flint, he made sixty-four moves with the ox ploughing the field with his flesh and blood!

The shadow of the fist wind staff disappeared, Zhao Qinghou splashed out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", sat down on the ground, and the internal organs of the ox ploughed the field like waves, and took a few steps back.

The opportunity must not be lost, Leng Ruoshuang tried his last strength to shoot, and Niu Ploughing Tian felt a sharp wind in front of his abdomen, and before he could dodge, the green "parting hook" had already disemboweled him!

"Bang!"

The ox ploughed the field and fell, and the blood was cold and frosty, and his face was almost bloody, and he couldn't tell whether it was her blood or the blood of the enemy!

Leng Ruoshuang fell to the ground weakly, she was exhausted at this moment, and she would never be able to take any blow!

She wondered if there were still enemies at the moment!

- Yes!

The man was looking at her with a glint in his eyes, and there were two "judge's pens" in his hands that glowed blue!

- The head of the "Twelve Astrology", Su Yunliang!

Rain.

Su Yunliang had already gathered momentum to strike, but it was delayed.

This underworld tycoon is ruthless, but he has a weakness, an Achilles' heel that only he knows.

He is the rat at the head of the "Twelve Astrological Signs", and he is even more timid as a mouse.

Now Su Yunliang's heart was full of fear, lying in the rain as cold as frost, his eyes glowing with a cold light like a beast, as if he had seen through his internal organs. And this kind of look, he has only seen it twice in his life, the last time was when he followed his master "Beast Demon" Qin Zhi to the "Ten Thousand Beast Villa" to worship the "Beast King", that time he was glanced at by the Beast King, and afterwards he retched for five hours, and had a nightmare for half a year.

He couldn't tell whether the girl was seriously injured, he saw with his own eyes that the sword in the tiger shook the mountain and died, and then the medicine also died, and finally even the ox ploughing field, which was only half as good as himself, fell.

His hand holding the pen trembled slightly, he didn't know that most of the blood on Leng Ruoshuang's body was flowing out of his body, and he missed the best and only chance to kill Leng Ruoshuang!

There is a kind of person in this world who, as long as she breathes a sigh of relief, she can get back on her feet and defeat the enemy.

Leng Ruoshuang is this kind of person!

Suddenly, Leng Ruoshuang stood up with a sword, there seemed to be a smile on the corner of her cold mouth, she took a long sigh of relief, and said coldly: "You have no chance to kill me anymore!"

Su Yunliang was even more cold, and said suspiciously: "You ......"

Before his words fell, there was a "buzzing" sound, and the green mangs skyrocketed, and Leng Ruoshuang had already made a move!

"Zheng-"

The "parting hook" was held by the rat head "judge's pen" of Su Yunliang!

Cold as frost snorted, the hook sword slid over the pen, around the stab, the sword and sword were connected, Su Yunliang retreated, and actually held the second sword. Cold as frost followed like a shadow, and the third sword came out again!

Su Yunliang let out a strange roar before he died, and was pierced through the chest by the "parting hook", and died by drinking the sword.

"It is worthy of being the head of the "Twelve Astrological Phases", and it can actually take my two swords!"

Leng Ruoshuang said this before sitting down.

..................

After the rain, the sky was clear, and the air of the ninth night was wet and cold, with a little ambiguity.

"How's your injury?" asked Zhao Qinghou, who was beside the bonfire, handing over the dried, blood-stained wet clothes.

"It's fine. Leng Ruoshuang leaned against the haystack in thin obscene clothes, and her voice was still cold. Her bare skin is smooth, firm, healthy, youthful, and wild in the starlight.

"I bring the best 'Jinchuang Medicine' from the 'Shaolin School', I'll take a look at it for you. Zhao Qinghou's voice, expression, and movements were surprisingly gentle and considerate.

He gently tore open the sleeve of her cold coat, washed her wound with a sip of soju, poured a little foam on it, and then tore off a piece of his sleevecloth and bandaged her.

Leng Ruoshuang didn't refuse, stared at him and said coldly: "Can't you imagine that you, the high-ranking marquis and general, are quite good at taking care of people?"

Zhao Qinghou smiled and laughed at himself: "Maybe it's because I'm already old, and the old man always knows how to take care of the young." ”

Leng Ruoshuang smiled and said, "An old man like you, I'm afraid there are only a few in the world." ”

The sky was full of stars, the firelight was jumping, and her face was red, and Zhao Qinghou suddenly found that his heart was beating, beating so fast.

Barren mountains and mountains, lonely men and widows, something exciting and pleasant should happen tonight......

- At least that's what Zhao Qinghou thinks.