Chapter 232 Camouflage, First Night

The blood in Zhang Wenfeng's eyes was even more abundant, and his whole body was congested, maintaining a trace of clarity with his last will.

Looking up, what he saw was the beautiful face of Yan Yuqing and the charm between his eyebrows. For a moment, the will he maintained was possessed by the most primitive sexual desire in his body.

With a "Wo~", Zhang Wenfeng suddenly jumped up from the ground and rushed straight to the misty rain.

The sound from his throat is no longer human. The primitive animal nature completely broke out at this moment, and the flowers and clouds turned pale. At this moment, Zhang Wenfeng's explosive power far exceeded the golden elixir layer, and there were three layers of golden elixir cultivation.

"Bad boy, how dare you hit my niece's attention." The old Taoist priest's gray eyebrows stood up like an angry lion.

A silver needle suddenly appeared between the old Taoist priest's hands. The tip of the needle trembled and turned red in an instant. A proud look flashed on the old Taoist priest's face, but his action was as fast as lightning. He blocked Zhang Wenfeng with one hand, and the other hand holding the needle was like thunder, and the red silver needle flashed away.

A severe pain came from his lower abdomen. Zhang Wenfeng's mind suddenly woke up. He looked down and saw a trace of white fog rising from Dantian. He could recognize this pain and helped him suppress the fierce medicinal properties.

"Who are you?" Zhang Wenfeng's voice was low and hoarse, his eyes were red, and the hot air from his mouth smelled with a fishy smell.

"Hey, I'm old-fashioned." The old man is very satisfied. His set of Vulcan needles can not only aphrodisiac, but also detoxify (including the poison of **, and even the ability in this regard is the strongest).

While talking, the old man quickly pulled out the silver needle and pricked it again.

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, uncle can relieve the medicinal power in your body." Yan Yuqing looked at this crazy uncle and didn't dare to talk nonsense. It was rumored that the uncle watched his sister being put down**, but there was nothing he could do. In the end, the stubborn sister committed suicide. Of course, the rumor will not be a version. Another rumor is that the woman he liked in those years was raped by ** and raped-**. These are irrelevant, but important - the uncle is an expert in the field of **.

"Brother, why did you get addicted to the elixir? How is Huanglong Taoist Temple now? Yan Yuqing came out with an old man, mainly to help Huanglong Taoist Temple resist the wings to the sky.

"It's all right," Zhang Wenfeng smiled bitterly and looked gloomy. "Master used the power of the taboo bell. The whole Huanglong Taoist temple was sealed for 30 years, and Yi Xiangtian and others were also sealed."

"Ah~" "What~"

Yan Yuqing and Lao Dao exclaimed at the same time, and Lao Dao sighed, "It's late, it's late, or you must catch the wings back to the sky."

Yan Yuqing looked at Zhang Wenfeng's red face and looked in pain. She said, "We're late. We can't help Huang Long's Taoist Temple. Uncle, you must get rid of the poison from Brother Zhang."

"Don't worry!" The old man said very seriously, and then began to apply the needle attentively.

Yan Yuqing is carefully protected, and his uncle's condition shows that the medicinal properties of this elixir are definitely not simple.

"Haha, the rain is clear..." At this time, there was a erratic sound from the whole dense forest, and the leaves of the whole forest trembled together.

"Who is it?" Yan Yuqing jumped into the air and looked up. She looked clear. At this moment, her uncle was helping Zhang Wenfeng remove the poison of the elixir and could not be disturbed.

On the top of the tree in the distance, there stood a slender figure. The black robe was tightly tied to the body, setting off the beautiful figure curve vividly. Looking at the concave and convex figure, Yan Yuqing smiled slightly.

"It's you." Yan Yuqing was not surprised or happy, and even smiled charmingly at the corners of his mouth.

"Since you still remember, you should know that Yaner will come back to trouble you." Yan'er's face was covered with a black iron mask and a black robe, which was the same as the last dress.

"The seventh floor of the Jindan period?" Although Yan Yuqing has just broken through to the Jindan period, he is not timid at this moment.

"The first layer of Jindan period." Yan'er also reported the cultivation of Yan Yuqing.

"What can I do for you?" The rain was as delicate as flowers, and the charming look made Yaner, a woman, slightly moved.

"Since you haven't forgotten who I am, you should not forget what you did that day." Yaner gritted her teeth. No matter how enchanting and beautiful the woman in front of her is, it has nothing to do with her. You must kill her and revenge!

"Are you here to take revenge?" Yan Yuqing understood in her heart and deliberately said that she could not guarantee that she would start to work with Yaner and would not affect her uncle and Zhang Wenfeng. She would delay the time.

"Ask knowingly." Yan'er said angrily.

A bright smile appeared on the delicate face under the black iron mask, but no one could see the smile. At the same time, a long sword with cold light suddenly appeared in his hand.

Yan Yuqing glanced at each other and then looked at the uncles under her feet. She smiled and said, "Since you want to fight, you should also choose a place where you can always open your hands and feet." With that, she rushed to Yan'er.

A trace of suspicion flashed on Yan'er's face, but she already had Danyu, so she didn't have to be afraid of any conspiracy by the other party.

The long sword sings gently, and the sword light cuts down like a rainbow.

Yan Yuqing smiled with her white clean teeth, and her body suddenly folded. She gently dodged the light of the sword and fled to the hill ahead. If you want to fight, come here!"

"Well, let's see what conspiracy you can do." Yan'er was not afraid at all and chased after her.

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"Oh, it's strange. It's a little interesting. How can it not be suppressed?" The old man frowned, and the silver needle in his hand spread quickly, but the redness on Zhang Wenfeng's face was bursting.

He has never seen this medicinal drug for decades, and he sweated slightly on his forehead.

Zhang Wenfeng couldn't stand it anymore. The clothes on his upper body had been completely torn off by him. The skin was scratched by him, and his skin became delicate. The place where he was pricked by the needle actually oozed blood beads the size of red beans.

"Uncle, is there any other way?" Zhang Wenfeng was so uncomfortable that the anger in his body was getting stronger and stronger, and he suppressed the strong impulse.

"Do you want to hug a woman now?" The old Taoist priest took a look at Zhang Wenfeng's raised crotch and asked thoughtfully.

"I want ice, so hot and delicious..." Zhang Wenfeng struggled. If it hadn't been for the old man's method to restrain him, he didn't know where he had gone now.

"Oh, this** is so strange." The old Taoist priest said to himself, thought for a moment, and shook his head. Suddenly, the formula in his hand changed and his body rotated in place.

Suddenly, Zhang Wenfeng's eyes straightened and swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

The woman in front of her was so ecstatic that the light clothes could cover several important parts. Large areas of skin were looming, the charming eyes were like silk, and the delicate red lips were slightly open. The pair of Qian** slightly picked forward, out of the veil, and were immediately exposed to Zhang Wenfeng's eyes.

"Oh~" Zhang Wenfeng roared like a beast in his throat, and his whole body suddenly lost his mind, and the blood vessels on his body suddenly expanded.

"Bad boy, you still say that you don't need a woman, and you can't resist a small illusion." The old Taoist priest laughed and scolded, and suddenly, as if he had found something interesting, with a cunning smile on his face.

"No, if it goes on like this, this boy will explode and die." He glanced at the shrinking blood vessels and whispered seriously.

"Boom~" "Drink~"

"Oh, is there a fight?" The old man suddenly found someone fighting in the distance, "Where's Qing'er?" He was shocked to find that the rain had disappeared.

So his body rose to the ground and galloped towards the battle.

The first thing she caught her eye was Yan Yuqing. At this moment, her hair was scattered, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, her breath was scattered all over her body, and even the flying sword in her hand was bright and dim.

And opposite is a woman wrapped in a black robe with a black iron mask on her face.

"Haha, I finally found a woman." The old Taoist priest laughed and was very proud.

"Uncle!" Yan Yuqing really can't stand the style of the old Taoist priest, and now he shows the posture of a super pervert.

"Who are you?" Yan'er was shocked to realize that the old Taoist priest who suddenly appeared in the distance was so high that she could not resist it at all. She looked at each other very warily.

"Hey, please do me a favor." The old Taoist priest smiled and rushed to Yan'er.

Yan'er screamed and turned around and ran away. She could see that this old Taoist priest was at least above the seventh floor of Yuanying. There was no way to fight at all. It was strange not to run.

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The old Taoist priest held Yan'er in his hand, and Yan Yuqing sat on his knees helplessly, adjusting the scattered true power in his body.

"Little girl, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Famous disciples, as long as you do that, er, help him get rid of the poison. From then on, you will abandon evil and follow good..."

"Don't look angry or innocent. You are so lucky that we don't have to give you such a good opportunity..."

The old Taoist priest is in high spirit, but the silver needle in his hand is fast. With each needle, Yan'er's skin has a slight powder. She was stopped by the old Taoist priest and couldn't speak. She could only look at the old Tao with resentment, and the man on the ground was obviously hit**.

How to solve detoxification?

Yan'er is extremely clear and remembers that she can't avenge, but she will be raped #**, which is also known as detoxification.

Bastard, shameless bastard, old bastard, she keeps scolding in her heart, but...

Why does the body have a strange feeling? There seems to be an inexplicable ** flowing in the body!

The man on the ground - he is so handsome!

Suddenly, like a flash flood, she was completely lost...