Chapter 180 Good Mother Safang

The two figures suddenly split up, not holding the stick and gasping.

Ling Feng is the closest to him. He can see that his fingers are trembling gently. His heart is refreshed and he shouts that it is not good. This woman's martial arts are even more infatuated and stronger on the front line. I'm afraid she has reached the micro level! Good boy, if nothing unexpected happens, this woman should be taught by Daming. The Ming Dynasty has Dazun, the good mother, the five Mingzi, and the five types of demons. Who will she be?

At this time, Ling Feng saw the woman's appearance clearly. She was only about thirty years old. Her face was like a full moon. Her body was plump and seductive, and her temperament was noble. She wore brocade boots, a mink collar, a purple gold phoenix shirt, apricot gold money skirt, a hundred treasure bun on her head, a long skirt was brushed on the ground, and the back skirt dragged a ruler, and double hanging red and yellow belts. Strangely, it was still given to people. The feeling of elegant and dexterity.

She holds a silver sparkle in her hand, about two feet long like a silver stick that is more like a weapon. She seems to have the upper hand in the infatuated hand, so she has a charming smile on her face, and it is not difficult at all. It seems that she is affectionate and not infatuated, which makes Ling Feng feel cold.

Ling Feng compared her with the beautiful woman who seemed to be Linglongjiao, and felt that Linglongjiao was more eye-catching. It's June, and the woman in front of her is dressed a lot. It seems that she can't show her noble identity without such a dress. She is really suspected of pretending to be B, and it's not too dirty to drag a long skirt. Of course, their clothes are quite clean, which is the advantage of high martial arts. In addition to winter and heat, they can also avoid soil and dust.

Linglongjiao stood beside Ling Feng and whispered, "She is the good mother Shafang of the Ming Dynasty. The silver stick in her hand is called 'Yu Xiaoyao'. Her free demolition has a total of 28 styles, but the changes are endless."

A strong virgin fragrance, accompanied by the slightly petite sandalwood mouth, almost made Ling Feng's heart intoxicated and a burst of sloof. He was very flattered to hear the little beauty with cold charm speaking in such a polite tone. He thought that she was a frost beauty and would not have a good look for anyone.

From the woman's dress, he can guess the identity of Sha Fang. There are only a few masters at this level in the Ming Dynasty. This dress is unique, but he said strangely, "What's the use of telling me this?"

The black line on her face came straight, and Linglongjiao was almost angry about it. She stepped gently, frowned her delicate eyebrows, gave him a white look, and said angrily, "Of course it's a reminder. Don't you go up to help?"

Ling Feng smiled bitterly. Even if he was in his heyday, it would take a lot of time to deal with this woman. At present, he is difficult to protect himself. How can he have the strength to deal with the enemy? He couldn't help contempt for this little woman. He couldn't see that I was seriously injured? Thinking about this, the wound on my back became more and more painful. His grandfather's, this time he fell into grandma's house!

Sha Fang suddenly let out a silver bell-like smile, revealing her white jade teeth. She looked at Linglong and said, "Little girl, you are righteous and don't take the opportunity to slip away. Sister, I like you more and more!" Her Chinese characters are round, which is better than Linglong Jiao. Her voice is warm and delicate, which sounds comfortable and unconsciously good.

"Bah!" Linglong Jiao apricot eyes are round and spitting without manner. Ling Feng's eyes are stunned and very tough. I like this personality. She said sarcastically, "You old woman, are you afraid to be 70 or 80 years old? Who wants to be a sister with you? What a shame!"

"Good girl, my sister will make you like me!" Shafang was not angry. She glanced at Ling Feng at the corners of her eyes, turned her head and smiled charmingly and said, "Great monk, now you have three people. How about a weak woman from the slave family playing with you?"

He didn't look solemn. He clenched the Zen stick and shouted, "Demon, today I will ask you to see the means of subduing dragons and tigers!"

"Oh? The slave family wants to see how the master subdues me, a weak woman? The gorgeous clothes and ribbons on Shafang's body suddenly blew up automatically without wind. She was also proudly full and touching breasts, which made her infatuation not help but say a few more Buddha's horns in her heart.

"Look at my crazy wand method!"

Don't wave the Zen stick and sweep by. Although it is a simple sweep, there are countless changes in it. With the strange and mysterious footwork, it is really not easy to fight. His stick was from slow to fast, and the momentum completely enveloped Shafang, so that she could not get out.

Sha Fang snorted coldly and suddenly moved forward. Because the long skirt covered her feet, she was a little like a ghost who couldn't hit the ground, floating close to the shadow of the stick.

The murderous atmosphere flashed in Linglong's eyes. She moved forward half a step and was about to join the regiment. Ling Feng quickly pulled her over and persuaded her, "Girl, let's go!"

Linglong's beautiful eyes were full of surprise, contempt, and faint disappointment. She said disdainfully, "Is my daughter on the grassland a coward like you who fled? How can you escape because of me?"

It turned out that she looked at Ling Feng's medium figure. Although she was a little fat, she was still strong. Her appearance was ordinary and ordinary, and it was even more vulgar to hide in filth. But her eyes were crystal clear and extremely bright, which made this ordinary face extremely extraordinary. Her every move seemed calm and charming. I can't believe I'm blind...

Ling Feng was not embarrassed to be a coward. He earnestly advised, "Your martial arts are not at the same level as others at all. If you go up, you will only help the master. Why don't we go away? From now on, the master will be free from now on. He can concentrate on the enemy, and at the worst, he can successfully escape.

He is injured now and can't use much power, but his eyesight is still there. Of course, he knows that Linglongjiao's poor strength is of what use other than adding trouble to people? On the contrary, her light skills are good, otherwise she would not have fled all the way here.

He pulled the beautiful woman away at this time. On the one hand, there was a flood of love, and he couldn't bear that she was captured by Daming Zun. On the other hand, he was thinking about himself. It was not safe for him to escape alone.

Now it's not only as simple as the chaos of soldiers and horses, but also the pursuit of the masters of the magic door. The battle between Ning Daoqi and Bi Xuan makes him unable to walk in peace. What if he is not careful, the house on the road collapses and kills him to death? At that time, I felt ashamed to see the Lord of Hell! Although Linglongjiao's martial arts are not very good, it's okay to give a hand at the critical moment.

What he said, there was a roar in the distance, and the ground shook strongly. Ling Feng's body was unstable and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Linglongjiao pulled him (well, in fact, he pulled others) to avoid making a fool of himself.

Linglongjiao showed a helpless look whether she was angry or funny, and sighed, "I understand! So you don't know martial arts!"

Ling Feng: "..." It turns out that I can't do martial arts!

A strong sadness rises in Ling Feng's heart. I was full of confidence this morning, but now it has fallen to this point. Whose fault is it?