Chapter 2 This is a good style

But Qiao Mu is full of adventures, he didn't know where to get a kung fu to escape with disguise, and since then, he has become even more violent, and simply became a notorious big hooligan, as long as he likes the woman in the cultivation realm, he always tries his best to tease lightly and attack his chest, kiss him, touch his buttocks, peep into the bath and go to the toilet.

Can this person not be notorious. The entire cultivation world regarded him as scum, like a rat crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat him.

Qiao Xuan, who had initially fused the residual consciousness of this body, woke up with a groan, propped his hands down, and straightened up, but his hand was full and firm. As soon as she lowered her head, she saw Lin Xuan'er was ashamed and indignant, and she was pressed under her with tears streaming down her face, and his hands were pressing on her towering breasts.

Qiao Xuan's body flipped over, rolled down from her, and bluffed at the poor little sheep with bared teeth: "Cry, cry a bird, cry and strip you naked again." ”

Lin Xuan'er was really surprised a lot by this scene just now, I thought I was going to be raped by him, but I just felt that he didn't understand anything about himself. Like a dead man. Now he suddenly got up, and he didn't know what tricks he was doing.

At this moment, the pretty face has become miserable and white. Hearing him say this, not only was he not afraid, but he was even more confused. , Lin Xuan'er suddenly felt that the aura of her body was showing signs of recovery. I was overjoyed. When I recover, I want you to look good, a silver thief.

Qiao Xuan stood up, shook his head, fully integrated the information of his original body, and looked at his new body, and was quite satisfied in his heart. I didn't expect that my life should not be extinguished, Lan Yixi, you cheap woman deceived me so miserably, I will definitely make you look good. Thinking about the past, there is still some inexplicable sadness in my heart.

"Rascal, take your life/" A violent snort, the sword like autumn water with a piercing sword aura, wanted to stab himself. It turned out that while Qiao Xuan was stunned, Lin Xuan'er unveiled the prohibition of the ten incense house arrest on his own. He drew his sword and stabbed it.

"Your grandma's ......" Qiao Xuan scolded, his figure was weird and tricky, and he flickered for a while, floating like a butterfly wearing flowers. But then he screamed, blood splattered all over his body, and two deep wounds appeared on the back of his left shoulder.

"I'm my uncle. "Just fused this body is not very suitable for the escape of the snow without a trace, it can't be used/ Qiao Xuan muttered, his two fingers glowed with jade-like luster on the wound, stopping the blood from flowing/

"Soul Shaking Sword Duel/" Lin Xuan'er saw that Qiao Xuan had dodged a move, and as soon as she gritted her teeth and drank it/She pointed at the fairy sword in her hand, and saw that the fairy sword was suspended in the air from her hand, and the sword body trembled slightly, making a burst of golden resonance.

"Chop. Lin Xuan'er made a handprint on her right hand and pointed at Qiao Xuan. The fairy sword suddenly became cold, and slashed towards Qiao Xuan with a roar.

"Grass, count you very much, I'll flash" Qiao Xuan's strange steps reappeared, and an afterimage rushed out, and in the next second, the place where he was standing had been split by the cold fairy sword with a crack several zhang long.

"Go. Lin Xuan'er continued to form handprints, controlling the immortal sword to slash towards Qiao Xuan, but her face became more and more pale.

It can be seen that this set of sword tricks is not easy for her to use. Qiao Xuan was more dangerous than killing again and again, and he was secretly anxious in his heart, he had just succeeded in taking the house, and this body already had old injuries, and now he had been stabbed. The strength has been almost consumed, and these brewers are looking for a human life, and they are afraid that they will not give up if they don't kill him.

"Kill, kill, kill......" Lin Xuan'er took a bite of silver, not thinking that this rascal was more slippery than a loach, thinking about his insult to himself, he hated him to death. With all his might, he was about to slash him by the sword. Qiao Xuan was finally swept away by the sword, and the whole person flew dozens of meters away, and he couldn't get up anymore, and the strength in his body had been consumed. Lin Xuan'er had obviously reached the limit at this moment, and she could no longer hold up the sword technique, she withdrew the fairy sword, gasped for a few breaths, and walked in front of Qiao Xuan step by step, looking down on him condescendingly.

"I said chick, we don't have a big enmity with each other, I didn't kill your wife, or force your mother, why bother to make you die. Qiao Xuan didn't seem to shed tears when he didn't see the coffin, and he did it hard, teasing with his teeth cracked, regardless of the scaly wounds on his body.

"You big scoundrel, stinky silver thief, it's not a pity to die, I killed you today, it can be regarded as doing the right thing for heaven, except for the sisters in the cultivation realm. Lin Xuan'er pointed at Qiao Xuan with the tip of his sword, a mouthful of silver was about to break, he didn't expect that there were such shameless people in the world, it was really a wonder.

Thinking of the grievances he had just received, his eyes turned red, but the murderous aura of the fairy sword in his hand was even more intense.

Qiao Xuan's eyes rolled, he fused the memory of Qiao Mu, the original owner of this body, of course he knew what this kid did to this chick, and scolded in his heart, grandma, this kid is more brute than Lao Tzu, it's really blue.

Now I can't take care of that much, the top priority is how to save my little life that I have just gained Lin Xuan'er didn't give him a chance to speak again, and the fairy sword in his hand stabbed directly into his heart. Qiao Xuan didn't dodge, but stretched out his hands forward. grabbed Lin Xuan'er's chest, and almost at the same time, Lin Xuan'er screamed, but he actually let go of the fairy sword and turned to his chest with both hands. Qiao Xuan's order has been moved up and down from Lin Xuan'er's chest, and he pressed it on his lower abdomen a few times. Lin Xuan'er suddenly felt that her delicate body was weak, and she was paralyzed on the ground, and she no longer had any strength.

Just a pair of eyes looked at Qiao Xuan in horror. Qiao Xuan sat on the ground and wiped his sweat. It's really thrilling to think about it. The sword was barely an inch into the heart. If I hadn't kept this famous stunt claw hand. It's really going to be reimbursed.

"Uncle Cao's ......," Qiao Xuanyan grinned and yelled at the chick lying on the ground. Qiao Xuan stretched out his hand to Lin Xuan'er's waist, as if he wanted to uncover her clothes, Lin Xuan'er's lips were trembling, but his whole body was sore, and he couldn't even speak.

It's just that Qiao Xuan ripped off the storage belt hanging from his waist and easily broke the forbidden method above, this low-level forbidden method can break a hundred times in a minute for a master who has reached the tribulation stage. Qiao Xuan took the storage belt and went down, a bunch of messy things were suddenly piled up on the ground, and there were several packs of colorful cloth piled up into a bag, as soon as Qiao Xuan, a veteran, saw it all over and knew what it was, so he picked up a piece of it and started with the four transformations and suppleness, the fragrance was fragrant, and it was very comfortable.

"This little belly pocket is a good style. It's just a little smaller. Qiao Xuan looked at it over and over again, and said in an expert tone.

Lin Xuan'er almost didn't faint, these are her personal pockets, but she was touched by this hooligan, she didn't want to live. However, he said that it was too much, and his own talent was not so small. What vision...... What kind of nonsense is she thinking. Is he angry with the fool. ?

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