Chapter 28 Spring Light

The red-sleeved knife was shy and angry, and shouted, "Do you hate to meet late? Hate your mother's big head!"

Mr. Mingyue was shocked by the evil internal force and only felt the blood in his chest. He struggled to stand up and shake. The man said strangely, "The stinky boy is very tough, beauty, is also your descendant of Confucianism?"

Hongxiu saw that Mr. Mingyue suffered internal injury and said hurriedly, "No! He is your Taoist descendant and a disciple of the old man Tianya.

The evil way laughed: "No wonder! It turned out to be my own family, uh-huh! It doesn't matter if the martial arts are poor, and those who have not lost their own religion. Although the old man Tianya has nothing to do with Taoist master, the stinky boy is so tough to you. Taoist master likes it, haha!"

Mr. Mingyue was stunned, adjusted his breath for a long time, and said in surprise, "Who are you!"

The evil road smiled proudly: "The poor road is the Xuanji real person of Longhu Mountain. You should have heard more about it."

After saying that, he stared and had to wait for Mr. Mingyue's surprised expression. Unexpectedly, Mr. Mingyue had never heard of his reputation, and his face did not look surprised at all. He shook his head and said, "No matter what a real person you are, let go of the red sleeves, otherwise... Otherwise..."

Mingyue can't help bending down and coughing, otherwise what can he do? I just tried it. I'm not this Xuanji's real opponent at all. People don't even look down on me and can threaten anything. It's just a joke.

Xuanji's real face was really full of contempt. As soon as the sleeves of his robe were brushed, and the strong wind passed, Mr. Mingyue felt a force coming to his face again. He couldn't stand it. With a thud, he fell down again and felt that his whole body was sore and soft, and his bones were about to fall off. He hit the corner of the wall and couldn't get up again.

Xuanji shouted, "The stinky boy dares to be arrogant. Do you know what this red-sleeved knife is? The harmful fox Meizi specializes in pulling a little white face like you into the water. The stinky boy is fascinated. Today, I will ask you to see the methods of your uncles and learn well. You have to use this method to deal with women. Don't be sincere at will.

At this moment, when the red sleeve knife saw that Mr. Mingyue had suffered internal injuries in order to save himself, he couldn't say what he felt, but his situation was not much better at this time. Xuanji, who bumped into Zhenren as soon as he came to the government, was restrained as soon as he took action.

Hongxiu knows the power of Xuanji. He is the best among the Taoist descendants and one of the best masters on Longhu Mountain. He is not only excellent in martial arts, but also has profound demonism. It's just that Xuanji may really like the toughness of Mr. Mingyue. Looking at the face of his peers, he can't bear to harm him, and he still has a Confucian traitor. It's a pink girl, and it seems that she can't escape this disaster.

Xuanji real person carefully appreciated the snow-like skin of the red-sleeved knife** and said proudly, "The world has said that my star-shifting method is powerful, but I don't know that the poor Tao is best at collecting medicine and alchemy, especially **. Red-sleeved knife, Taoist, I have always heard of your name. As soon as I saw it today, it really didn't disappoint me. Today, I will ask you to enjoy what is the real **.

Mr. Mingyue crooked in the corner of the wall. Although he knew that the red-sleeved knife and fireworks were a romantic woman, he looked very reluctant after all. He hated that he was used to laughing at the world at ordinary times. He came to the three thousand worlds and hit the wall. Within a few moves, he was beaten by others and spit blood. He barely maintained his luck. Seeing Xuanji's real-life pervert's eyes stared at the red fiercely. The sleeve, like swallowing a lamb to be slaughtered, can't bear to look at it anymore.

Xuanji tore open the clothes of the red sleeves with his hands and stroked the jade shoulders of the red sleeves. No matter how the red sleeves resisted, Xuanji could be lightly resolved, and seemed to enjoy the woman's panic. As a result, there were fewer and fewer broken silks that could cover the body on the red sleeves, and the upper body finally only With the rest of the big red belly pocket, Xuanji smiled greedily and was about to tear open the belly pocket and touch the chest of the red sleeve knife with both hands.

The red-sleeved knife was scared and lost its color. Somehow, she couldn't be raped in front of this little white face. Her palms were pushed out hard. Unexpectedly, Xuanji grabbed her chest and let the red sleeve palms hit her shoulder, but Xuanji's hands suddenly moved down, retreated from the red-sleeved skirt, and hugged the slender and seductive red sleeves. The thigh.

The red-sleeved palms were like defeating the catkins, and the force suddenly sank into the sea, but the legs felt cold. Xuanji's two big hands had begun to knead their thighs, and he couldn't help but say, "Ah!" A scream.

Mr. Mingyue's qi and blood surged up, and he struggled to support him and fell down again.

The red sleeve was stimulated with screams, mixed with the ferocious laughter of Xuanji. The red sleeve knife saw the evil way succeed, but only used its last secret weapon, but its hands were pressed and could not be taken out. Suddenly, the idea moved, simply pretending that the defense line collapsed, screaming in a delicate voice, and gasping.

Seeing that the red-sleeved knife no longer resisted, Xuanji was allowed to do it. He believed that his desire had been stirred up, and his heart of prevention suddenly faded, and he was eager to take a ** trip.

The red-sleeved knife seized the opportunity. When Xuan Jizhen touched the roots of his thighs with both hands and came to hold his chest, his left leg suddenly hit the critical part of Xuanjizhen. Xuanji immediately bowed his waist and shouted in pain. The red-sleeved knife took the opportunity to sprinkle the poison powder in his big red belly pocket, and the bed was instantly full of poisonous fog.

When Mr. Mingyue saw it, he only felt a slightly poisonous fog in his eyes. He couldn't open his eyes, and suddenly felt that his waist was light and came out like a cloud.

I heard Xuanji screaming in the room: "My eyes! Ah!" Suddenly, the sound also suddenly stopped and turned into a broken sound of tables and chairs. Presumably, Xuanji inhaled the poisonous fog when he screamed and rushed out in a hurry but could not tell the direction.

Mr. Mingyue knew that it was the red-sleeved knife that took the opportunity to pick him up and fly for his life. Several ups and downs. Mr. Mingyue hurriedly hugged him, but his tentacles were very smooth. It turned out that the red-sleeved knife escaped in a hurry, wearing only a close-fitting belly pocket.

Mr. Mingyue hurriedly withdrew his hand, but saw Hongxiu's arms tightened and whispered, "Hear me and be careful."

After a while, Hongxiu escaped from the tiger's mouth with Mr. Mingyue in his arms and came to a deserted house. They simply did not meet idle people along the way. The two hid in the dilapidated earthen house. The red sleeve knife then put down the Mingyue, clicked a few acupuncture points, and said with concern, "Are you all right?"

Mr. Mingyue saw that the red sleeve knife ignored his naked body, but cared about himself first. He was deeply moved. As soon as the acupuncture point was solved, his breath was colluding, and he said with a long breath, "It doesn't matter, thank you very much."

He took off his moon-white gown and wrapped it around the red-sleeved knife. Only then did Hongxiu find that she had run all the way, and her face turned slightly red, and then she smiled carelessly: "Let your little white face look full twice."

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and found that she was talking about the scene of Huoyun Temple. He said with a wry smile, "This place is not far from the county government. We'd better get out of the city quickly, so that it will be difficult for them to find."

Red sleeves nodded and knew that Mr. Mingyue couldn't carry his strength, so he had to stretch out his two jade arms to pick up Mingyue again. He smiled shamelessly and said, "I can't hold you and wrap my clothes. You help me pull it tightly so that people don't see it and let out the spring light."