Chapter 17 Women's Approach

A big fire cloud temple, the monks were scattered in the blink of an eye, and the mysterious swordsmen did not chase them. The thick eyebrows and phoenix eyes just stared at the red-sleeved knife coldly.

The red-sleeved knife thought that he couldn't run away, so he simply stood and said with a smile, "Brother, good swordsmanship, it's really not in vain for the mysterious swordsman."

The mysterious swordsman didn't say anything. He looked back at the night Liuxiang. The night Liuxiang hurriedly said, "Brother, don't listen to this traitor's sweet words. I just taught Shangguan Chu to die under her poison knife, right! There are still corpses in the Tibetan Sutra Building. If the senior brother hadn't arrived in time, we would not have escaped this disaster.

While talking, Liu Xiang had already taken off the white impermanent mask and stared at the red-sleeved knife fiercely. Hongxiu sneered: "What a beauty, but she is too proud. Be careful that no one likes it."

The butterfly dance and the color ring have long been hiding behind Mr. Mingyue, secretly celebrating wearing a mask, and the mysterious swordsman may not recognize it.

Knowing the reason, Mr. Mingyue also touched the judge's mask, showed a smiling Maitreya-like mask, and said to the colorful ring of the orchid butterfly dance: "Two sisters, take off the mask." But I can't help laughing in my heart.

Landie dance waved his hand and said, "We still have to wear it for a while, don't take it off!"

Hongxiu suddenly shouted, "Mysterious swordsman! If you have the ability, draw your sword at a weak woman, let me also teach you the high skills, and stare at me without blinking. Isn't it beautiful?

As he spoke, he reversed his words and gently. In an instant, a knife light was like a rainbow and cut straight to the mysterious swordsman.

The mysterious swordsman dodged. The red-sleeved knife knew that as long as the mysterious swordsman took action, he would be like a dusty monk and died in an instant, so a knife was as tight as a knife, and a knife was as fast as a knife. The knife was only in the courtyard, and the snow fell on his face.

The mysterious swordsman didn't care at all. He understated the fight, turned away the complicated and dast moves of red sleeves, and finally said coldly, "Red sleeves, you are the traitor of my religion, and you should know the end of the traitor."

The sound is like the leaves on a distant mountain, with a distant and long sound. It is the sound that many women are intoxicated. Mr. Mingyue couldn't help sighing again.

In the dark night, Liuxiang held his hands and watched the two fight without blinking. Hearing Mr. Mingyue sigh, he said strangely, "Okay, fairy grass, what are you sighing? Look how wonderful my brother played. What's so great about your Taoism? Who can compare with the mysterious swordsman?

Mr. Mingyue just wanted to cry with a headache and said with a wry smile, "I don't want to comment on the internal fight you teach."

At this moment, the butterfly dance and the colorful ring only hope that the mysterious swordsman will not recognize themselves. They don't even dare to shout, just hide behind the bright moon and watch secretly.

At this moment, the red-sleeved knife is far less flexible than it was just now. It was slightly panting and did not have time to answer the mysterious swordsman's words. It simply floated out of the circle far away, like a rolling red cloud.

The mysterious swordsman sneered and said, "Red-sleeved knife, my sword has not come out of its sheath. No one can escape from under my sword. If you know it, you will cut yourself. My sword doesn't want to be stained with the blood of a traitor."

The dark night Liuxiang has already taken off the white impermanence mask and shouted at the red sleeve, "Do you hear that? Hurry up and judge yourself to thank the world!"

Even Mr. Mingyue saw that the forehead of the red-sleeved knife had sweated coldly, but a pair of beautiful eyes could not be lost. The red sleeves fiercely whitened the night and left a fragrant look, and then his voice sobbed, tears dripping down, and he sobbed, "Brother, do you really have the heart to kill an helpless weak woman like me?"

The mysterious swordsman hummed and stopped answering.

Liuxiang in the dark night also returned a fierce look and said harshly, "Evil woman, who doesn't know that your heart is like a snake and scorpion? Don't pretend to be pitiful here, huh! Don't humiliate our Confucianism.

Before the sound of fragrant words in the dark night, I saw a red shadow flash. The knife passed by, cut off a wisp of green silk and drifted away with the wind, while the red-sleeved knife also nailed through the temple wall with a sound. Looking at the red sleeves, he still stood there pitifully, and the mysterious swordsman had drawn his sword and stood on the neck of the red-sleeved knife.

Mr. Mingyue secretly said that he was so fast. Liuxiang had already been scared and didn't dare to say more. He urged, "Brother, kill her with a sword. It scared me to death."

Hongxiu didn't look at her and said coldly, "With your tripod cat's time, if I'm really a bad woman, I just said that you are a dead woman. Even if you don't die, if you wipe some skin and poison your skin, you will become a big face."

If you don't say anything, just be a dead woman. You can't do it with a big face, and you can't help but be secretly happy.

Red sleeves ignored her, stared at the mysterious swordsman affectionately, as if looking at the lover affectionately, and muttered, "Brother, I really have no choice but to be forced to be imprisoned. Don't you really think I'm a bad woman?"

The mysterious swordsman said coldly, "Don't do this to me. What you have done is very clear to me. Close your eyes and die!"

After saying that, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the fragrance was left in the dark night. Mr. Mingyue and the orchid butterfly dance rings looked at the red sleeve and was about to die in the hands of the peerless swordsman.

Red sleeves suddenly smiled: "Wait a minute, I won't close my eyes. Do you really have the heart to kill me?"

In an instant, the red sleeve suddenly untied the fiery red dress, pulled off the underwear, and threw it casually, revealing the naked and proud body of a mature woman on the whole body. The mysterious swordsman did not stab the sword. Everyone was shocked and looked straight at it. Even Mr. Mingyue felt as if he was generous. I can't breathe.

Just when everyone was stunned, the red-sleeved knife was like an egg peeled egg. The snow-white body ran in the snow and shouted as he ran, "Brother! If you chase him, you will be wronged by your lustful people. Rape them first and then kill them! Hee!"

The mysterious swordsman had no choice but to turn his face and let Hongxiu escape. Liuxiang in the dark night wanted to chase him, but his martial arts skills were far away. He sighed repeatedly: "What a disgusting woman, how shameless."

Mr. Mingyue also felt secretly funny. A pair of slender jade hands covered his eyes and whispered, "Don't look, she is a bad woman, you are a bad man."

When the red-sleeved knife climbed over the wall and disappeared into the cold wind and covered Mingyue's eyes, the hand was taken away. Mr. Mingyue turned around, but it was the jade-faced Guanyin dressed as orchid butterfly, looking at himself with a smile.

The mysterious swordsman didn't say a word and quietly turned around to leave. Liu Xiang hurriedly said, "Where are you going, brother?"

The mysterious swordsman turned around and sighed, "I still have something important to do. Let's go first. You stay with your friends. Take care."

After saying that, he stared at Mr. Mingyue and didn't look back.

The fragrance of the dark night stopped talking, and the mysterious swordsman's figure quietly disappeared into the vast night and disappeared.

Mr. Mingyue sighed, "Oh! Let's go, too. We can't stay here for a long time.