"Why do you suddenly smile so evilly?" Zhong Kui frowned in front of the pavilion.
Qin Yao's smile faltered, and he quickly put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind, and said seriously: "A dangerous person like Yu Canhua goes to a crowded place like Zuixianfang, and I don't know what trouble will be caused. I will go over and take a look."
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156n.
Seeing that he was avoiding answering, Zhong Kui knew without guessing that this guy definitely didn't mean anything good, so he rolled his eyes at him silently: "Go, go, remember, don't hurt innocent people."
Qin Yao nodded with a smile and tried to fly into the air, but found that the speed of flying in the air was slower than running. He simply put a magic talisman on his legs, and with a run-up, his huge body jumped out with a strong wind.
The top of the wall...
Zuixianfang.
In the guest room on the second floor.
Wearing a headhunter's attire, the young man's cheeks were red and he smelled of alcohol. With trembling fingers, he wrapped the drugged white gauze around the goddess's legs. His eyes were full of lustful flames and a trace of pity: "You still have
You didn't tell me, who hurt you like this?"
It’s been more than a day or two since the Eight Immortals caused trouble for one side. As the head catcher, he met Yu Canhua at least three times, and every time he met, he was amazed by her appearance. This back and forth has taken root deep in his heart.
.
That's why at the party just now, when he saw Yu Canhua dragging his injured leg and covering his face with a silk scarf, he left the party immediately, took her to the second floor, and asked someone to buy medicine for the injury...
"What's the use of telling you?" Yu Canhua leaned on the bed with a headrest on her back, squinting at Zhao Xiong: "Can you help me get revenge?"
"Of course, I am willing to do anything for you!" Zhao Xiong said sincerely.
Yu Canhua smiled, the other party's answer was exactly what she wanted.
From the previous contacts, she noticed the passion when the other person looked at her, and she just took advantage of it.
"The one who hurt me, Yuan Detai with the Golden Sword, as long as you help me get his head, I will do anything for you."
Looking at the goddess's perfect face, graceful figure, and long legs tied with white gauze, Zhao Xiong's heart was already as hot as a volcano. When he heard these words again, the volcano erupted directly, and his palms moved inwards along the gauze.
He looked around, eyes blazing: "Banhua, just give it to me now."
"No." Yu Canhua frowned and grabbed his wrist: "You must see Yuan Detai's head."
"Yuan Detai has great martial arts skills. Even if I go there, I may not be able to come back." Zhao Xiong said, his brain gradually being swallowed up by desire, and he tore open the hem of the jade flower skirt with a loud noise: "Death under peonies, being a ghost is also romantic, I am willing to do it.
Go die, why don't you want to?"
Yu Canhua's legs were seriously injured and she was no match for him, so she grabbed her skirt and said, "Take it off first."
"Okay, okay, me first, me first." Zhao Xiong was overjoyed. In the blink of an eye, he took off his clothes and threw himself at the other party excitedly.
"Check!"
"Ouch..."
The light of the sword flashed past in the void, and then Zhao Xiong's shrill screams echoed throughout the second floor.
"Dong dong dong, dong dong dong." The guest room door was knocked quickly, and the waiter asked with concern from outside the door: "Sir, are you okay?"
Zhao Xiong collapsed on the ground, holding his lower body, huddled together in pain, sweating profusely, but gritted his teeth and said: "I'm fine, get out!"
Waiter: "..."
Who is this?
Good intentions are regarded as the liver and lungs of a donkey.
"Please give way." Just as he was cursing secretly in his mind, his shoulder was suddenly tapped lightly, and a dull voice sounded in his ears.
The waiter looked back, his heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly moved away.
"boom!"
Qin Yao kicked the thin wooden door to pieces and crossed the threshold. On the bed, Jade Broken Flower holding a bloody blade saw his figure. She was shocked and turned pale. Regardless of the pain in her legs, she stood up and opened the window. She came directly from
Jumped from the second floor.
"Who are you? Who asked you to come in? Get out." Zhao Xiong shouted filial piety crazily.
Qin Yao didn't even have the desire to look at him, and rushed to the window quickly. However, what he didn't expect was that Zhao Xiong, who was still bleeding from the injured area, suddenly jumped out, stood in front of him, and shouted sternly: "Yes.
You, you must be the one who hurt Canhua, right?"
In order to avoid being offended by the dirty blood on his body, Qin Yao had no choice but to stop and even silently took two steps back: "What a fool, she slapped you. Not only do you not hate her, but you want to help her?
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When seeing such an outrageous plot in a movie, the most the audience would complain about is that this person must have masochistic tendencies, or say something stupid. But at this moment, Qin Yao witnessed with his own eyes that the other person covered the wound and tried to cover Yu Canhua's escape.
That feeling... is really hard to describe in words.
Crazy for love. This is.
The point is, they don’t have much common experience, damn!
"No matter who you are, I warn you, don't touch the broken jade flowers, otherwise I will make you regret it." Zhao Xiong said with a grin.
Not anger.
But it hurts!
"Fuck you." Qin Yao didn't want to kick him, for fear of soiling his shoes, so he picked up a stool and hit him hard on the head. The stool instantly fell apart, and Zhao Xiong's head was smashed out.
A big hole, bleeding profusely.
For a moment, he didn't know whether to cover his big head or his small head, and fell to the ground in a daze.
"Peng."
After solving this evil problem, Qin Yao flew up, smashed the window, and jumped out of Zuixianfang. When he landed, his tiger eyes scanned all directions.
He didn't see the Jade Broken Flower, but the smell of herbal medicine on the other party could be faintly smelled in the air.
Qin Yao sniffed, smelling the smell, and gradually came to an alley and walked towards a bamboo basket that was upside down on the ground.
Inside the bamboo basket, the broken jade flowers curled up into a ball, and their frightened eyes looked through the gaps between the bamboo strips, looking at the figure getting closer and closer, and their hearts kept trembling.
Regardless of strength, purely in terms of threat, this guy was scarier than what Zhong Kui made her feel!
"Boom!" Just when Qin Yao's palm was about to touch the bamboo basket, a bolt of thunder suddenly flew from behind and hit him hard on the back, making him stagger.
Under normal logic, when encountering such a danger, one should immediately turn around and respond to the enemy, but Qin Yao did the opposite and opened the bamboo basket in front of him.
"Uh-huh."
Under the bamboo basket, broken jade flowers flew up and stabbed Qin Yao's chest with a dagger filled with blood.
"Peng."
She was fast. Qin Yao's kick was faster than hers. He raised his kick and kicked her hard in the chest. Even though the opponent had two shock-absorbing devices on her chest, her body was kicked upwards with this kick, and she was kicked hard.
He hit the wall and coughed up blood in his mouth.
"Clang, clang, clang." A bright sword light suddenly flew out of the void, and the sword energy was like a rainbow, heading straight for Qin Yao's throat.
Qin Yao did not dodge or dodge, he pushed out with one palm, and the golden Arhat God's Palm flew out across the air, and the people in the future slapped him with their swords...
"If there is a way to life, you don't take it. If there is no way to hell, you throw yourself into it. Taoist priest, you are asking for death."
Zhu Qi, who was big and round, was holding a steel knife with a ghost head and his whole body was filled with purple thunder. He walked out of the deep alley with several brothers, showing his domineering attitude!
"Why... do you want to bully the minority?" Qin Yao slowly drew out the sword that was carried on his back and smiled with squinted eyes.