The harvester was not moved at all when he saw Hang Tian's posture, and there was no change in his face. He stepped forward with his right foot, then gently tilted his toes, and flew in the air at a distance of three meters. This light body skill was too powerful.

The thin sword in the harvester's hand stabbed Hang Tian's chest from top to bottom at an extremely tricky angle.

Hang Tian took a step back with his right foot, then leaned his upper body to dodge the sword, and turned his left wrist and put his hand directly on the reaper's wrist.

But before Hang Tian could do the next move, the thin sword in the reaper's hand suddenly broke, turning it like a whip, and trembled backwards and wrapped around Hang Tian's left arm.

Hang Tian frowned suddenly, feeling his arm stinging, and his left hand couldn't help but let go of the reaper's wrist.[

The harvester landed and pulled the whip turned into by the thin sword in his hand, and with a squeak, several holes were cut on Hang Tian's left arm.

Hang Tian suffered a loss in this battle. The big reason was that the Reaper's weapon was really weird. Hang Tian did not expect that a sword could turn into a whip in an instant.

Wang Yitian saw that Hang Tian’s arm was bleeding, exclaimed, and then quickly covered her mouth.

The reaper's wrist shook, and the iron whip in his hand turned into a thin sword again. Then he rotated horizontally in his hand and stabbed Hang Tian's chest again.

Hang Tian's body flashed. This time he did not easily contact the harvester. After suffering a loss, how could Hang Tian do that again? Before he found a solution, Hang Tian could only dodge.

Hang Tian was dodging and noticed that the harvester always kept a close distance from him, Hang Tian immediately had a bold idea.

The reaper stabbed another slanted sword. Hang Tianru put his hand on the reaper's wrist as he fought for the first time. Sure enough, the reaper's wrist shook, and the thin sword turned into an iron whip and wrapped around Hang Tian's arm. But this time, Hang Tian smiled evilly.

Not only did Hang Tian not let go, but he grabbed the reaper with his other hand on the wrist of the sword.

The reaper frowned, turned his left hand into a fist, and directly hit Hang Tian's abdomen, but Hang Tian groaned and resisted. Then Hang Tian grabbed the reaper's wrist with both hands and pulled him hard. At the same time, Hang Tian's head was leaning back and knocking forward hard. With a thud, Hang Tian hit the reaper's forehead with his head.

The harvester suddenly felt dizzy. Hang Tian didn't care about the strong pain in his head. Taking advantage of the moment of the harvester's trance, he pinched the harvester's wrist with both hands.

When a person's wrist is pinched tightly, the five tendons on his fingers will naturally be affected. When the reaper's five fingers holding the sword are forced to loosen, Hang Tian will take off the sword.

At this time, the Reaper also woke up and punched Hang Tian in the chest.

Rush... Hang Tian took five steps in a row to stop his body, but Hang Tian's expression was smiling, because the Reaper's sword was already in Hang Tian's hands.

Hang Tian smiled grimly and pulled out the thin swords that were inserted into his arm.

The Reaper frowned and said coldly with a thumbs-up, "Very strong!"

The Reaper was about to take the next move, but suddenly there was a sudden rush of vehicle turning, accompanied by sharp brakes.

Two big Jinbei cars parked behind Hang Tian, ​​and more than twenty men with steel pipes got out of the car.

One of the men took a look at the photo in his hand and shouted, "He is Hang Tian, ​​he is ruined."

Hang Tiannai turned around and saw that he was completely unaware of a group of people, and must have been employed by someone again. Now he is really attacked.[

When Hang Tian turned to look at the Reaper again, the Reaper disappeared. Hang Tian understood that the arrogant heart of this killer was that the real killer was disdainful of anyone to intervene.

Hang Tian breathed a sigh of relief and turned to face the more than 20 people, but two people rushed towards Wang Yitian. Hang Tian was shocked and jumped rapidly. He swung the iron whip in his hand in the air, directly wrapped around a person's neck, and then pulled back.

The man didn't even scream, but fell to the ground, covering his neck and thrusting his head on the ground.

After Hang Tian landed on the ground, he raised his feet and kicked the other person away. After Hang Tian pulled Wang Yitian away without saying a word.

But at this time, the people behind him also chased after him. One of them threw the steel pipe in his hand at Hang Tianyi, and accidentally hit Wang Yitian's thigh. Wang Yitian's thigh hurt and fell directly to the ground.

Hang Tian quickly helped Wang Yitian up. At this time, the fastest person rushed up and the steel pipe was directly smashed. Hang Tian swung the iron whip in his hand and slapped the man's face. The man's face hurt. The steel pipe fell apart, and it hit Wang Yitian's leg very coincidental again.

Hang Tian kicked the man away, then carried Wang Yitian and ran away. On the remote road, under the dim street light, a man in front was running with a woman, and more than twenty men holding steel pipes were chasing him.

Hangtian recognized that the west area of ​​the poor house was running hard. There were many alleys in the west area of ​​the poor house, and the houses were almost the same. People who were not very familiar with it were easily lost. However, in the memory of Hangtian's predecessor, he grew up here. Even if a woman steals people, Hangtian knew very clearly.

Hang Tian ran into the western area of ​​the poor house, and after a while, he threw the people away, but Hang Tian did not stop and ran to Hang Tian's doorstep. He put Wang Yitian on the ground, but Wang Yitian was a little unstable and swayed around.

Hang Tian knew that Wang Yitian was being carried and ran away with her. She was so bumpy that she could get better in a while. Opening the door, Hang Tian helped Wang Yitian limp into the yard. Then Hang Tian closed the door, picked up the shoulder pole next to him and blocked the door horizontally.

After entering Hang Tian’s home, Wang Yitian stretched the bruises on her thighs as she walked, and she screamed in pain.

Hang Tian helped Wang Yitian sit on the bed, then immediately rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, found three rolls of gauze, a bottle of red potion, a bottle of purple potion, and a bottle of beating wine.

Hang Tian’s predecessor was either often beaten by others or often climbed over the wall to scratch himself, so these things at home are naturally essential things for the family.

Hang Tian simply bandaged the wound on his arm, then walked to the bed with the beating wine, looked at Wang Yitian's little brows frowned due to leg pain, and blamed him: "If you let you go, you will stay."

Wang Yitian pouted and then muttered: "How can I let you face danger alone?"

Hang Tian didn't say anything, but he could no longer say anything to reject Wang Yitian in his heart.

He straightened Wang Yitian's legs. Hang Tian saw a bruise on Wang Yitian's thighs and gently tapped it with his hands. Wang Yitian frowned in pain. Hang Tian fell on his hand and then applied it to Wang Yitian's bruise and started rubbing it hard.

Wang Yitian shouted in pain, then lay directly on the bed, struggling hard, but Hang Tian pressed her legs tightly and made her unable to shrink back.

Hang Tian rubbed and suddenly realized something was wrong. Wang Yitian's tight skirt was stretched up because of Wang Yitian's struggle. Her snow-white thighs were trembling because Hang Tian rubbed hard, and the pink white lace-edged inner inside was completely exposed to Hang Tian's eyes.

On the edge of the small inner side, a few black "strings" were naughty, but Hang Tian knew that it was not a thread, because Wang Yitian was wearing pink and white lace edges, while the "strings" were black.

Looking down along the triangle, the narrowest thin cotton strip wrapped around Wang Yitian’s most mysterious place. It was bulging and easily reminded of the “gul” in the world that makes men feel the most mysterious.

Hang Tian's eyes were actually removed, and suddenly felt his throat dry, and he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful. In his pants, Hang Tian's "little brother" who was as alive as he stood up quickly and saluted Wang Yitian with a "serious" salute.[

The movements on Hang Tian's hands slowed down unknowingly. Wang Yitian felt that Hang Tian was not rubbing so hard, and the pain on his legs was relieved. He stood up in confusion and took a look.

Hang Tian's naked gaze and lustful look made Wang Yitian's face turn red, but Wang Yitian didn't stop it. He faintly felt that Hang Tian's gaze seemed to pass through the pink triangle obstacle, and his eyes were so hot that Wang Yitian felt that the "Gao" was so sore and numb, as if a warm current flowed out of the "Gao".

However, I don’t know whether Hang Tian was intentional or intentional. The hand that was originally applying medicinal wine to Wang Yitian actually rubbed slowly and slowly, and the slower it went upwards. It actually rubbed Wang Yitian’s thighs to the limit. As the fingers rubbed, they sometimes rubbed Wang Yitian’s mysterious position.

Wang Yitian felt that her place was gently rubbed by Hang Tian’s fingers, and she felt like she was electrocuted. The electric shock made Wang Yitian’s whole body numb and she couldn’t help but moan.

Wang Yitian's moan made Hang Tian's whole body tremble, and he reacted, coughed awkwardly, and explained: "I'm helping you."

Dissolve the bruises.”

Wang Yitian's face was red and she muttered shyly: "But you seem to have rubbed the wrong place."

Hang Tian looked surprised, and then said seriously: "How could it be? Look, it's purple and blue here."

It was indeed like that. Wang Yitian got two sticks, and the stick on the top of her thigh was the heaviest. After Hang Tian said this, Wang Yitian began to feel the pain.

Hang Tian coughed, then said, "Don't talk nonsense anymore, I'm going to start rubbing."

Pour the stuttering wine on his hand, and then rubbed it hard to the top of Wang Yitian’s thigh. Wang Yitian suddenly let out a pain, but as Hang Tian rubbed it hard, Hang Tian’s entire back of his hand was almost pressed to the most mysterious position of Wang Yitian’s ‘triangle area’. The harder Hang Tian exerted, the more numb Wang Yitian felt a tingling feeling in the ‘gulf’, and accompanied by the pain on his thighs, which was really indescribable.

Wang Yitian felt that the "Gao" was getting wet, itchy, and numb, and couldn't help but kiss Hang Tian's mouth in one mouth.

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