Seeing Arutai and Xia Momo having sex on the bed less than a foot apart, with their two naked bodies constantly twisting and intertwining, Lan Qiao felt his throat was thirsty. Especially when Xia Momo made sweet and graceful sounds of joy.

The moan seemed to float into his ears from the clouds, and he felt a hot flame slowly gathering in his lower abdomen.

Also witnessing this scene was Li Jingshu. Although she did not speak, it was easy to tell from her rising body temperature and accelerating heartbeat that she, like Lan Qiao, was suffering from the burning desire.

She suddenly got into Lan Qiao's arms like a kitten, arched her head against Lan Qiao's body, and rubbed his broad shoulders with her cheeks.

Li Jingshu's thirsty body and her fiery and fragrant girlish breath further aroused Lan Qiao's desire like adding fuel to the fire. He hugged her with his backhand, intending to stop her from moving around in his arms, but she instead

She jumped on his shoulder, bit his shoulder gently, and licked his neck with her tongue.

Lan Qiao was bitten and licked by her, and half of her body became numb. She thought it was terrible to go on like this, so she quickly stretched out a finger and wrote the word "forbearance" on Li Jingshu's back.

Li Jingshu didn't know whether she understood what he meant, so she stepped back a little, turned her back to Lan Qiao, and sat on his lap.

Arutai and Xia Momo outside were even more intense at this time. Li Jingshu couldn't bear the emotion. She took Lan Qiao's hand and started writing on his palm.

Lan Qiao took a closer look and found that what she wrote was actually the word "I want", and quickly wrote the word "no" on her hand.

Li Jingshu endured it for less than a moment. Seeing that Lan Qiao no longer touched her, she started to twist again. While holding Lan Qiao's leg tightly with her legs, she swung her waist and rubbed back and forth on Lan Qiao's thigh.

Faced with such direct stimulation, Lan Qiao had the most primitive reaction. But Li Jingshu was so close to him, and his unspeakable changes were pressing on one side of Li Jingshu's butt.

Li Jingshu didn't notice it at first, but when she reached out and touched it, her delicate body trembled, and she let out a moan of surprise and embarrassment.

And it was this uncontrollable groan that caused Alutai's movements to stop.

Arutai stood up slowly, first blew out the lamp, and then walked leisurely to the big closet where Lanqiao and Li Jingshu were hiding. Then he left and said, "I heard that Miss Li from Jiangpu is a famous beauty among the Han people.

It’s the guy who wants to take advantage of Xiang’s name, why not let me have a taste of it first.”

With a burst of laughter, Arutai opened the cabinet door. When Lan Qiao saw that the matter was exposed, he punched him on the bridge of the nose.

"You little beauty, you even brought a concubine here." Arutai avoided Lan Qiao's punch and reached out to grab Li Jingshu, whose face was pale with fright.

The closet was narrow, and Li Jingshu had no way to avoid it. Seeing that she was about to be caught by Alutai's big hand, Lan Qiao flew out of the closet and bumped into Alutai's chest. He used the force of the collision to

With 90% of his true energy, if an ordinary person were to challenge him, his internal organs would definitely end up being broken.

"He's still a good practitioner." Arutai gave up on catching Li Jingshu, jumped back a step, and looked Lan Qiaodao up and down, "Then let's practice with this pretty boy like you first."

Li Jingshu took this opportunity to get out of the closet and hid on the side of the window away from Alutai. Lan Qiao crossed his body to protect her behind him. At the same time, the Yuhe sword was unsheathed, pointing at Alutai from afar and saying, "Looking for death."

Without saying anything, Arutai took out a long golden stick from under the bed that was as thick as a girl's wrist, swung it casually in the air, and attacked Lanqiao.

Lan Qiaoyu and the sword came forward, and the swords and sticks clashed with a crisp sound. He knew that Arutai was the second-best master on the grassland after Guilichi, the national master, so he had been extra careful.

, still shocked by the energy on his stick, he took three steps back and almost stumbled onto Li Jingshu.

Soon after, Arutai crossed his wrists and held the middle part of the long stick instead. At the same time, the other end of the long stick suddenly swept towards Lan Qiao's ribs.

Before Lan Qiaoyu and the sword had time to withdraw, Alutai's long stick had swept in front of him like a shadow, and at the same time, a row of small blue flames shaped like needle points were sprayed out from the head of the stick.

He knew that this was the "Dragon Fire Gilded Stick", the weapon for which Arutai was famous, but he still didn't expect that Arutai could draw out the stick so fast, and he had no choice but to stretch out his left hand to press the swept stick.

Holding back the pain of being burned by the flames, he said to Li Jingshu, "Run quickly."

Li Jingshu was forced to stand at the window. When she heard this, she stamped her feet anxiously, but she didn't know where to run.

Arutai holds the middle part of the dragon-fire gilded stick, and dances the long stick like a wheel. Often the stick head at one end has just arrived, and the stick head at the other end has already followed. The whole room is glowing with the head of his stick.

The faint blue firelight that emerges is both like magnificent fireworks and the ghostly aura of Qingming.

Xia Momo had never seen such a scene before. She screamed and ran downstairs.

Lan Qiao did not dare to neglect, and raised his concentration to the limit. He flipped his sword with his strong wrist and connected with it. However, he was still overwhelmed by Arutai's attack. He couldn't help but retreat and was sweating.

Although this room was spacious, Arutai's long stick was even longer. The end of his stick swept across the bed curtain, and immediately swept the bed curtain down, burning it into a ball of fire and throwing it towards Lanqiao.

Lan Qiao originally wanted to dodge sideways, but he heard a scream from Li Jingshu behind him and knew that she was still hiding behind him. If he stepped aside, he would definitely put her in danger.

He gritted his teeth and raised his sword to split the burning bed curtain, and at the same time he flew up and kicked Arutai in the lower abdomen.

Seeking victory in danger is a tactic Lan Qiao usually uses when facing a master who is stronger than himself.

Although Arutai was big, his movements were not slow. He turned the long stick, and the head of the other end hit Lan Qiao's calf. Hearing a crisp "snap" sound, Lan Qiao felt a heartache.

There was severe pain, and at the same time, the whole body was thrown backward like a kite with a broken string.

Li Jingshu couldn't dodge behind Lan Qiao, so she was hit by his body and was carried backwards. The two of them still managed to break through the huge window of Qionglu Tiange and flew into the void outside the building.

The two of them were flying in the air, Li Jingshu looked horrified, but Lan Qiao was surprisingly calm.

He mustered up the courage to hold Li Jingshu's body with one hand, and fired his sword energy continuously with the other hand, using the back-thrust force generated by the sword energy's oblique attack on the side wall of Bishui Jietian Building to cushion his fall.

His concentration was highly concentrated, and every sword energy was fired steadily and accurately. Yuhe sword clicked left and right, and his whole body drew a series of zigzag trajectories on the wall, with his hair flying around his clothes.

Flying, flexible like a gecko swimming on a wall, elegant like an immortal descending to earth.

However, this skill of using sword energy to slow down the decline was too depleted of true energy, especially after a tragic battle with Arutai.

Lan Qiao fell all the way from the seventh floor to the third floor. Finally, he felt exhausted. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, he suddenly twisted his body and changed to a lying position in the air. He turned Li Jingshu on top of him, and then he was about to fall to the ground.

The moment before, he threw her upwards, and at the same time, he concentrated his energy on his back to protect her body, and hit her hard on the wooden platform of the Bishui Jietian Tower built on the water surface of the Dongting.

"Boom", "pop", "wow", with three loud sounds, Lan Qiao fell heavily onto the lake platform made of wooden planks. Then his huge fall directly knocked a big hole out of the platform, and he fell into the water.

He only felt a tearing pain in his back, as if there were countless wounds, and then he felt his breath suffocated, and then his vision went black, as if he was sinking into a bottomless abyss of darkness, and finally he lost consciousness and passed out.

past.

"Young Master" Li Jingshu didn't have time to stand upright after landing, so she crawled to the entrance of the hole where Lan Qiao fell into the water, and shouted "Brother Lan Qiao" in a tearful voice.

She saw that the lake surface under the hole in the platform had begun to become calm, and without hesitation, she jumped into the ink-black lake water.

Although Li Jingshu is a descendant of the royal family, she has been proficient in water since she was a child. She used the moonlight and water flow to find the suffocating and slowly sinking Blue Bridge, dragged him out of the lake with force, patted his cheek anxiously and said, "Blue Bridge"

Brother Qiao, how are you?"

Seeing that Lan Qiao didn't respond, she stretched out her hand to sniff his breath again, and found that he had resumed breathing, and then felt a little relieved. At this time, her whole body was immersed in the lake water, and she only felt that the clothes were wet and heavy against her body, and she pulled a few more

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She dragged the unconscious Lan Qiao and swam to the shore. As soon as she landed, she heard Alutai's voice in the distance calling for them to chase them. She didn't dare to delay and carried Lan Qiao to a small sampan parked on the shore.
Chapter completed!