Chapter 43 Injury!

Today's Autumn Moon Valley has less sadness and solemnity than before, and a more lively and cheerful atmosphere.

The road paved with bluestone is spotless, and the roadside is covered with golden **. Jiang Feng stood neatly in a row with a team of disciples. Jiang Yuexia stood in pink clothes, which was undoubtedly the most eye-catching star.

At this time, another team of people came towards him. An old man led him had a childish face, with bright eyes, wearing a gray dress, and a white beard hanging all the way to his chest.

Jiang Feng stepped forward and said with a smile, "Brother Ma is busy. Come to Qiuyue Valley. I'm full of glory."

This person is the current head of the Chongyang Sword School, Ma Changming.

"Ha ha, Brother Jiang is very kind." Ma Changming smiled and said, "I'm so sorry to see that the noble school is so powerful."

The two laughed and walked to the room. The disciples behind them followed closely. Among them, a male disciple of the Chongyang Sword School looked at Jiang Yuexia from time to time, as if they were enjoying a beautifully made work of art.

Jiang Yuexia was so in public that she looked straight at her. Her pretty face turned red and she couldn't help lowering her head.

When the two leaders sat down, the disciples of Chongyang Sword School and Qiuyue Valley divided into two teams and waited respectfully. Ma Changming took a look at Jiang Yuexia, smiled with satisfaction and said, "I heard that your school is in urgent need of Biyue Qiubotu, so I sent it to you overnight."

With that, he clapped his hands. Four Chongyang Sword School disciples walked nearby with a half-person-high giant tripod. The tripod was covered with black cloth and didn't know what was inside the tripod.

Ma Changming said, "What you want is in this tripod. Please ask Brother Jiang to accept it."

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "Don't do this. Brother Ma is open and aboveboard. Who doesn't know in the world?"

"It's better to have a look!" Ma Changming continued, smiling mysteriously.

Jiang Feng had to step forward, lift the corner of the black cloth and look inside. The expression on his face changed and his eyebrows frowned.

Ma Changming waved his hand and said to the disciples on both sides, "Go down first. I have something to talk to Brother Jiang."

All the disciples retreated. Jiang Yuexia was a little confused and looked at Jiang Feng, but still left with the crowd.

In this hall, only Jiang Feng and Ma Changming were left. Jiang Feng sat down with a stiff tone and asked, "Brother Ma, what do you mean?"

Ma Changming smiled calmly and said, "Our Chongyang Sword School has shown sincerity, but we haven't seen your sincerity in Qiuyue Valley yet."

Jiang Feng scolded secretly, but he still kept a smile on his face and said, "I have promised to marry Xia'er to your son. I don't know what sincerity you need?"

"With your words alone, I won't worry. Who doesn't know that Ai will make friends with Zhang Ziguang, a disciple of Jianfeng Shangguanmu." Ma Changming's voice was indifferent and said, "If the swordsmen put pressure, this matter will not be empty in the end?"

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Feng asked with some anger, "As long as you think it is necessary, I will ask her to write a letter to terminate the relationship with Zhang Ziguang."

"That's not necessary." Ma Changming said with a sinister smile: "If raw rice is cooked, I don't think that Ziguang will be forced anymore, hehe."

"You mean..." Jiang Feng heard the mystery in Ma Changming's words and suddenly stood up.

Ma Changming's face did not change, his eyes were indifferent, and his eyes turned to the giant tripod not far away.

Jiang Feng slowly sat down, meditated for a long time, and finally nodded.

In the evening, it was the dinner time of the disciples of the two schools. A group of male disciples gathered together and drank happily. After three rounds of drinking, the atmosphere in the restaurant was more lively. The disciples of the two schools talked happily, made noise, and guessing fists came one after another, which was so lively.

Jiang Yuexia and several female disciples were together, eating and talking to each other.

At this time, a man in white came here with a slightly drunken intention. The man was tall and handsome, but there was a faint pink fat in his temperament, which was known at a glance that it was caused by romanticity. This person is Ma Changming's son, Ma Yu.

came to Jiang Yuexia, looked up and down, smiled proudly, and said, "Sister Jiang, I'll give you a toast." With that, he picked up the glass in his hand.

Of course, Jiang Yuexia knew this man. She was a little shy and whispered, "Brother Ma, I'm not good at drinking, so I can only replace tea with wine."

Ma Yu said, "Sister Jiang, it's just a glass of wine, it won't hurt your body." With that, he picked up a wine glass and poured a full glass for Jiang Yuexia.

Jiang Yuexia frowned slightly and was about to refuse again, but the voice of dissatisfaction had sounded.

"Sister Jiang, you are too disglapsive to give face to Master Ma's invitation so mercilessly." Sister Jiang, you dare to break through the dangerous shocking lake, why are you still afraid of a glass of wine?" Sister Jiang, just give Master Ma a face and drink this cup." The sound of persuading wine came one after another, and Jiang Yuexia stood on the scene, so embarrassing. Ma Yizheng looked respectful and helped her hold the glass of wine.

After a moment of hesitation, Jiang Yuexia took the wine glass and drank it all. A spicy question went straight from her throat to her lungs, and there was a hot feeling in her abdomen.

"Sister Jiang's massive! Let me give you a toast!" A disciple of Chongyang Sword School immediately stood up, and the rest of the people began to make a coax again. Jiang Yuexia drank for the first time and was not good at words, so she had to drink another drink.

The disciples of the Chongyang Sword School, who were already drunk, suddenly came to their spirits. They persuaded them to drink one glass of wine. Jiang Yuexia became more and more drunk, and gradually became refused.

I don't know how many cups she has drunk. Jiang Yuexia's face is red, and her white neck is also a touch of crimson. The body is a little soft.

Ma Yu winking with a maid, who help Jiang Yuexia and walked in the direction of the room.

The night is already very deep.

Jiang Yuexia lay on ** and felt hot all over. There was incense burning in the room, and the smoke seemed to be filled with a special aroma. Her breathing was rapid, and bursts of numbness came from below.

She gasped and felt that every breath she exhaled contained endless heat. The heat on her body was a little better than just now. She looked a little trance and subconsciously untied her clothes.

A series of heavy footsteps came, and Ma Yu was full of wine and was walking this way, but at this moment, Jiang Yuexia's consciousness began to blur and she could not feel the movement outside the house at all.

squeaked, the door opened, and Ma Wei drank dizzy. He held it on the door frame and gasped. At this moment, a fragrance like an empty valley orchid penetrated into his mouth and nose, gradually permeated his whole body. His spirit was shocked and looked in the direction of the fragrance. Go.

It was a beautiful and charming woman like a fairy. Her body was lying **, and her raised breasts were rhythmically together. Her pretty face was red, emitting charming charm. Her white skin loomed in the loose clothes. At this moment, Jiang Yuexia unconsciously got rid of her elegant and gentle temperament and dispersed. With endless temptations. Confused.

Ma Yu felt his blood surging, and an impulse in his body. His spirit quickly became excited and rushed to the seductive body like crazy.

"Don't...don't..." Jiang Yuexia was as angry as a silk, subconsciously shouted, but it was already useless. Before long, a dazzling red appeared on the snow-white sheets...

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Autumn Moon Valley, on a cliff. Jiang Feng stood side by side with his son Jiang. Jiang Yuefeng felt the cold and desolate atmosphere at night, and suddenly felt an inexplicable cold.

"Ser." Jiang Feng said, "Do you know what the black cloth is?"

"Isn't it pretending to be Biyue Qiubotu?" Jiang Yuefeng didn't expect his father to ask this question and said in surprise, "Is there anything else in it?"

Jiang Feng laughed at himself and said, "Yes, it is decorated with a blue moon and autumn wave map, but on it, there is also a heavenly 18 seal."

"Eighteen seals of heaven?" Jiang Yuefeng's face changed greatly and exclaimed, "There is no one to solve the unique prohibition of Chongyang Sword School except the head. Since they have sent the treasure, why do they keep this hand?"

Jiang Feng sighed and said, "You can understand the meaning."

Jiang Yuefeng lowered his head and fell silent, but his face was getting worse and worse.

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