Who doesn't feel bad pulling and pee in their crotch?

Especially women, even a little milky liquid on their bodies have to be washed several times, let alone such filthy things.

Jiang Wen covered his nose, he was not very interested in the 'fresh' goods in the iron cage, and his first impression was on the and urine, and he really couldn't be interested in it later. Compared with fresh goods, he prefers women who have been trained and have forgotten their identity as warriors.

But who made his brothers like it?

Looking around at the dense iron cages in the attic, Jiang Wen frowned, the quality of this batch has dropped a lot compared to usual, and the average cultivation is below the second turn, for him, there is really no desire to make a move.

He casually pointed to an iron cage, and immediately a servant stepped forward and untied the iron lock in front of the cage.

"Either fight or continue to be locked up. ”

Looking for prestige, he was a kind old man, his hair was combed very carefully, and there was no trace of messiness. But the silver white hair was still clearly visible in the black hair. In the slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of dark brown eyes quietly tell the vicissitudes of time.

The woman in the iron cage would not be naïve to think that this was a kind-hearted old man, and the trace of coercion emanating from the other party made her soul tremble, and she couldn't give birth to a trace of wanting to fight at all.

She struggled to get out of the cage, the wetness between her strands making her walk a little awkward.

..........

With a long sword, he carried the Qin bow, and his head was not punished. Cheng is both brave and martial, and he is strong and invincible. The sound of the piano surrounds the ears, and the intoxicating singing sound also sounded at the same time.

Someone played a war song full of solemnity.

In front of the antique piano platform, a woman is beautiful and colorful, with black hair like a waterfall, her eyes like water, full of aura, focusing on Yaoqin, without a trace of frivolity, and some are just poems and books precipitated with gorgeous rhyme.

"Qingqing girl's piano skills are indeed a must in the capital, just listening to this tune has already made people's blood boil. Jiang Kun looked at the woman in front of the piano platform with warm eyes, and praised it sincerely.

Jiang Ming sighed a little, such a woman is indeed rare, put it elsewhere, how do you look at it, how can you be a lady. Pity........ Eh, these are the remnants of those in power. Sure enough, rights are the last word.

The female warrior who was selected jumped down from the attic gently, and took off her coat unhurriedly, revealing a small waist, round buttocks, and slender legs.

"I'm going to kill you. Her eyes were cold, and purple light swept out from between her hands, shooting towards Jiang Wen like purple lightning.

Jiang Wen in the distance shook his head and smiled, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his tall and straight body was as unmoving as a pine on the top of the snow, but the long sword that was absorbed from the weapon rack on the right turned into a thousand shadows, and the bright sword light had condensed into a dense network of light, blocking all terrifying attacks. Moreover, the Divine Light Curtain resurfaced, enveloping his body and blocking the endless energy turbulence.

"Dharma Sword Technique?" Jiang Ming's eyes were slightly dark, it seemed that Feng Yinghan's secrecy work was really good, and he didn't even tell the truth about his own son. And Jiang Wen correspondingly, all he learned were the stunts of the Shaolin School.

The founder of the Shaolin school, Venerable Bodhidharma, after 18 years of facing the wall of Songshan, realized a set of swordsmanship and internal strength, the full name of 'Bodhidharma One Hundred and Eight Styles', which is included in the Bodhidharma Yijin Sutra.

According to ancient legends, there are palm techniques and swords and other uses, among which the swordsmanship is particularly exquisite, there are only thirty-three moves, but they can be used in a loop, the changes are wonderful, often a move can be changed into many moves, and it also contains a profound and profound martial arts outline.

Static braking and qi luck are of great help to the cultivation of internal strength.

'Dharma swordsmanship' is also famous for its strange moves, and its body and footwork are beyond the reach of other swordsmanship, but after all, it comes from Buddhism, and the compassionate mind is always unforgettable, as long as it can subdue the enemy, it will not be like the Songfeng swordsmanship that makes people break their bones at every turn.

This sword technique is just right to deal with imprisoned female warriors, so that it will not hurt her life and can achieve victory under the fierce attack of the opponent.

A crisp trilling sound sounded in the martial arts arena, and the young woman was knocked out by a huge force, and her slender palms continued to tremble, obviously losing her combat effectiveness.

"Accepted. Jiang Wen glanced at her graceful body and the faint shit yellow on her buttocks, and said to the brothers behind her.

Jiang Zixu, the adopted son of the Jiang family, was not uncomfortable, and was the first to step forward and hold the young woman horizontally to his chest, and entered a small room next to the martial arts arena.

Subsequently, Jiang Wen defeated four female warriors one after another.

Luckily, except for one who has lost a little weight, the posture is okay, mainly because there is a wild and untamable taste.

It's going to be fun to play.

"The last one, come by yourself or let the eldest brother do it on your behalf?" After Jiang Wu, Jiang Yifei and the others carried their respective captives into the room, Jiang Wen looked at Jiang Ming, who had been silent, and said with a faint smile.

"I'll do it myself. Thinking of the things in the crotch of those female warriors, Jiang Ming really couldn't put his mouth shut. He stepped forward with a light smile, and the sound of the piano became more intense, and at this moment, Qingqing had already played the climax of this score.

He pressed forward step by step, the sand under his feet seemed to tremble, and large cracks spread from his feet in all directions, and the edge of the martial arts arena made a "click" sound, and the weapons of the weapon rack all collapsed at this moment.

Jiang Ming rushed directly to Qingqing, who was playing the piano, hugged her sideways, and smiled at Jiang Wen: "I want this." ”

"Bastard, you let me go. Qingqing's voice was as beautiful as heaven, but it was very hostile, with a hint of surprise, with a hint of indignation, as if he had an enmity with Jiang Ming.

Her dress is very simple, but her peerless appearance is difficult to hide, and her skin is like cream. Eyes like autumn water. Slender jade body. Gracefully in shape. It is as fresh as flowers and trees piling up snow, and the bright moon in the sky is eclipsed.

"I'm a VIP here, is it really appropriate for you to insult a VIP like this?" Jiang Ming smiled and hugged her tighter.

Qingqing was very angry, feeling as if he had been insulted, "I am only responsible for playing the piano, not selling my body, if you like it, just pick the person above." ”

Because of her anger, her face was red and her eyes were a little watery.

"Do you sell your body or not?"

Jiang Mingluo shook his head in amazement, and put her down clearly.

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A crisp slap sounded,

Jiang Ming raised his hand and slapped it on Qingqing's face, and said coldly: "Stay in the hen pile, you told me that you are only called a flower chicken?"