What kind of secret did Hua Jian Ning'er master about Little Khan that caused her to be killed? Why did she chant Long Ying's name before drinking the poison that sealed her throat?
In fact, he was a little afraid of returning to Feixia Pavilion, afraid of the loneliness, afraid of bringing back memories of Hua Jian Ning'er, and afraid of remembering her horrible look of being poisoned. But the moment he stepped into Feixia Pavilion
, he knew it was in vain to worry, because he was not alone.
If it had been Gan Tangyuan, he would have thought that Wu Zhao's hands were itchy again, so he would have ambushed him in the dark and lured him into another martial arts competition. However, this time it was clear that she was neither the Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty nor a secret daughter, but she was able to hide it from him.
The ability to sense is equally brilliant.
Who is the one?
At this moment, Mrs. Xiang's beautiful face appeared in his mind.
Long Ying was secretly happy, knowing that his "extreme transformation" had reached another level, and because he had this extremely charming woman to play with him.
With this woman's cunning and intelligence, if she wanted to sneak attack and ambush him, even if she really wanted to kill him, she could easily find a high-sounding excuse. When she couldn't kill him, she could teach him that he had nothing to say and could only know what he was thinking.
Long Ying felt greatly stimulated by the fragrance, and even felt his hands itching terribly. This time Mrs. Xiang was willing to let him go, but he would not let Mrs. Xiang go.
He walked through the main hall, walked inward, and deliberately sighed: "What kind of shitty luck did I, Fan Qingzhou, have to go now?"
When we reached the middle of the corridor, Mrs. Xiang came silently from behind. She was as fast as a ghost. She didn't make any sound of breaking wind, and her energy was restrained but not released. Until she was less than three steps away from him, she suddenly leapt into the air.
He got up and kicked out with two consecutive kicks, hitting the back of his head.
If he is kicked, he does not need two kicks, just one kick can cause his head to bloom and his soul to return to the underworld.
Long Ying pretended to be caught off guard, first his whole body trembled violently, and then he fell down like an iron plate, pushing up with his palms.
Mrs. Xiang kicked her feet in the air, and the most annoying thing was that she wiped some of Long Ying's hair and managed to avoid him by a hair's breadth. She also used amazing energy to rush straight towards her buttocks.
This combination of elimination and attack moves was not only beyond her expectation, but also something she had never thought of before. The situation between host and guest was immediately reversed.
If it were any other person, being attacked from behind like this, even if she could be alert in time, she would inevitably run forward. In this way, she could take advantage of the situation to pursue and continue to kill him, in order to keep him at a disadvantage until he fell into her hands. How could anyone
But like a dragon eagle, it seems to have eyes on its back, and it can use such fierce counterattacks?
Due to miscalculation, the hot moves became old. Even with Mrs. Xiang's ability, she could only flip her delicate body in the air and meet Long Ying's rude palm force with both palms.
Although the entire vast and deserted Feixia Pavilion did not have any lights, it was shrouded in a bright starry night. Most people could not see anything, let alone the dragon eagle who saw the night as day.
Just by looking at the subtle movements of Mrs. Xiang's palms, one could tell that the wind she unleashed was unusual. Sure enough, there was a fierce force, as cold as ice and snow, as hard as an iron pillar, rushing straight down towards him. She dealt with Long Ying with a high degree of concentration.
In comparison, the palm power is much more dispersed, and it is definitely Longying who suffers.
The two of them locked eyes at the same time.
Long Ying smiled and said: "Master is amazing!"
She accelerated and leaned back, took back one hand, pushed it to the ground, and struck the sharp point of Mrs. Xiang's palm with another punch.
"boom!"
The energy explodes and splashes.
Mrs. Xiang sent him to the top of the corridor and into the sky between the courtyards. Longying couldn't bear the force of the counterattack and rolled away, unable to carry out his wishful thinking of pursuing victory.
Mrs. Xiang took advantage of the situation and tumbled in the air, shooting towards the tiles in the outer hall. She smiled sweetly and said, "My disciple's reaction is very good!"
What Long Ying is most afraid of now is that she will send troops to withdraw her troops, which will prevent him from having enough fun, and he will not be able to take advantage of her. He pressed his hands on the ground and used ejection, shooting towards Mrs. Xiang's moving figure like an arrow.
As soon as Mrs. Xiang stepped onto the edge of the eaves, the dragon eagle came to kill her. She twisted her body fiercely and struck out with her palms, trying to shoot down the dragon eagle in the air.
Long Ying laughed and said: "Master's reaction is really good, passionate as fire. Ha!"
A palm slapped on her sharp energy, and with that little force, she spun in the air, spinning like a tornado towards the edge of the eaves next to Mrs. Xiang's stand. It was both beautiful and unrestrained, and it felt relaxed and easy. .
Mrs. Xiang's eyes showed a look of surprise, her delicate hands turned into butterflies piercing flowers, and the mercury poured down from the ground to attack the enemy.
At this moment, Long Ying had the opportunity to appreciate her whole face. She was dressed in a tight-fitting night-walking black dress, which fully revealed her graceful curves, and her power of seducing people's imagination was truly amazing.
Her martial arts are as good as her body, she follows a cold and evil path, and her energy is highly concentrated, as if she is using a terrifying invisible weapon made of strange true energy, with powerful lethality , this was the first time he encountered such strength, but it was similar to Madam Dama's sword energy.
The energy was like a porcelain bottle falling to the ground, bursting and splashing. In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Xiang attacked him with two fingers and one palm, and kicked him five times. The attacks with both hands were almost all to cover for his excellent kick attacks. It was also very hard to block the dragon eagle's power.
However, there are advantages and disadvantages. Mrs. Xiang's Qi, which is almost magical, consumes a lot of Qi. If she cannot attack for a long time, she will be the one who suffers.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
Taking advantage of the moment when her offensive was slightly subdued, Longying counterattacked. He let go and attacked purely based on his sharp sense. At this time, he had reached the realm of a demon species. How could he still have the slightest pity for her? Fighting strong against strong, and focusing on spying. His weakness is that Mrs. Xiang's skill in moves is not inferior to his, but in addition to lacking the acumen of his demon species, her actual combat experience is also far behind. Before she has even reached 100 moves, she has less offense and more defense, falling behind. Downwind.
Long Ying began to adopt the strategy of flashing like a god. His moves were coordinated with his footwork and body movements, as if a horse was flying in the sky. His boxing, palms, and kicks were all a stroke of genius and did not fall into any conventional rules, making it even more difficult for Mrs. Xiang to cope with it.
The two of them moved from the edge of the eaves to the ridge of the roof. Mrs. Xiang tried to get away several times without fighting, but was tightly entangled by the dragon eagle. She died if she could not stop her. Only she knew the plight of this.
"Ah!"
The beauty's breasts were finally touched by Long Ying, and the evil energy that caused the mischief was injected into her.
Long Ying laughed and said: "Master's breasts are really elastic. Ha!"
Mrs. Xiang was so angry that she tried her best to regain a slight advantage, but everyone knew that the master was really not as good as the disciple and was at the end of his strength.
After Long Ying touched her fragrant buttocks, he smiled and said, "My disciple appreciates this lecture the most."
Mrs. Xiang said angrily: "You haven't stopped yet, hey!"
Long Ying said with a smile: "Master, stop, disciple. Ha!" He pinched her chest again.
He was good at being able to use both distractions and distractions. Although he looked like a rogue with a playful smile, his hands were not idle. He was ruthless and smart. While speaking, he punched her three times, two palms, and kicked her six times. His body was like a hair. Not bound by bones, the feet are quick and flexible, not under the control of hands, and combined with body movements, each attack is both independent and an indivisible part of the whole.
In the past five years, all the combat experiences, whether it was a bloody battle on the battlefield with thousands of troops, or a fierce battle between two people, have been like water and milk, and they have been promoted to a higher level with the help of demons. If it were not for someone as top as Mrs. Xiang Masters, never expect to get such a rare training opportunity.
If Mrs. Xiang knew what he was thinking, she would regret it endlessly.
Mrs. Xiang's face turned red, and there was a glimmer of sweat on her forehead. She was forced to the edge of the other side by him, and she tried her best to block Long Ying's toe from kicking her ear drum point. She could no longer do it. She knew she shouldn't, so she could only turn back. Fall to the patio.
Long Ying smiled and said: "Master is my disciple tonight!"
He shot straight out and caught up with Mrs. Xiang who was falling from above. He poked her breast acupoint with one finger and swept the Huantiao acupoint on her buttocks with his other hand. He said that there was no up or down, so there was no up or down. .
Mrs. Xiang scolded: "The lectures will end here tonight."
The next moment, Long Ying realized that he had hit an obstacle formed by Qi energy, like a copper wall and an iron wall. He used the powerful Xin Hu Xie Kung Fu and spun around in the air. He then used the magic power to headbutt the opponent's Qi wall, which was like a boulder.
He spun in like a drill.
The wall crumbled into powder.
Mrs. Xiang groaned and threw her in the opposite direction like a kite with broken strings. Seeing that she was on her back, Long Ying rushed down in time, held her upright by the waist, and kissed her sweet lips.
The charming beauty's lips were still cold at first, then her heels started to heat up, and she secretly vomited cloves. She reacted enthusiastically and wrapped her hands around Long Ying's neck like water snakes.
Long Ying intuitively felt that she was truly emotional for the first time. It did not mean that she had given up her desire to kill him, but that she was moved beyond the enemy. It was purely due to the attraction between men and women, or a sudden weakness in the face of a man who was stronger than herself. Feeling, primitive wildness, it was under such special circumstances that they performed an intimate act full of intense feelings.
Lip parting.
Mrs. Xiang's starry eyes were half-closed, her breathing was rapid, her chest heaved thrillingly, and she gasped: "Disciple! Your hands!"
Only then did Long Ying realize that his left hand was holding her elastic buttocks, and he hugged her tightly before standing up and kissing her neck.
Mrs. Xiang couldn't control her screams, and the dragon eagle's big mouth was like hot coals, and the beard rubbed against her, making her delicate body go weak.
Long Ying kissed her mouth again, and her reaction was even more enthusiastic than before. She was no longer just a stunning beauty, but a ball of flame that could melt any fine steel.
Long Ying secretly cried out that it was a pity that everything could only end here. What he was afraid of was that the secret girl would come to visit at any time. If he was found having fun with Mrs. Xiang in the room, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Mrs. Xiang's delicate hands symbolically pressed on his chest, but her attempts to push were weak.
Long Ying showed his true nature as a seductress, and after using his hands to play tricks on her touching body, he relaxed his hold on her.
Mrs. Xiang pushed him away with all her strength. She looked at him with half-closed charming eyes, as if she wanted to fall back into his arms. She tried her best to restrain herself and said in a sweet voice: "Are you bad enough?"
Long Ying lifted her pretty chin with his fingers and said with a playful smile: "From now on, my apprentice will have to accept the master's guidance like this every day."
Mrs. Xiang began to recover. Although the red clouds had not faded, her eyes were gradually clearing up. She took down his hand that lifted his chin and said: "You are teaching but not good at it. Master will of course test your martial arts. Shang Yueling has always Chongwu, how can you impress her if you don’t have any skills? Now you have passed the test."
Long Ying felt very dangerous. Just now, he was most afraid that Mrs. Xiang couldn't help but beg him to be happy with her, and he would be in a dilemma. Rejection was unreasonable and inconsistent with his usual style, and acceptance was even worse. Now he was finally "out of danger".
He took the opportunity to hold her gentle jade hand tightly and pulled her toward the inner courtyard.
As expected, Mrs. Xiang broke free from his hand.
Long Ying turned around, pretending to be surprised and looked at the stopped beauty, and asked in confusion: "Master, what do you want to do here with me?"
Mrs. Xiang returned to her normal state, covered her mouth and said with a sweet smile: "Fuck you big-headed ghost! I just think about that thing day and night. This lesson is over. I'll see you tomorrow."
Longying's disappointment was beyond words, and he pointed at his mouth.
Mrs. Xiang rolled her eyes at him angrily, turned around and walked away with her waist straight.
Long Ying sat on the chairs by the window in the bedroom, breathing in the fresh air coming through the window and thinking about the current situation in Dajianglian.
The party headed by the little Khan Taile Xuyun, I don’t know whether it is because of his evil origin or his nature. No matter how beautiful he says or how charming he is, not only is there no good man or woman, but they also seem to be wearing human skin.
Wild beasts, they act with no humanity at all, they use whatever means they can, and they ignore the laws of nature and humanity.
If you want to live a beautiful life in such a place, you must feel like you are in
To live happily in such a place, one must understand the habits of poisonous snakes and beasts just like in a cabin in a deserted valley, and master the means to control them within a certain distance.
What's even more dangerous is that he is in the middle of a group of fighting beasts, which are a hundred times more dangerous than the beasts on the previous side. Just like a vicious palace fight, he will be torn apart if he is not careful.
In fact, he should be grateful to Mrs. Xiang for fulfilling her role as a temporary master. What surprised him the most was the "concentration power" that came from the devil's spiritual sense.
When he senses danger, he ascends to the realm of "magic transformation", eliminates all thoughts, and is able to figure out the source of the danger. It's really amazing.
In addition, he would like to thank his master for the fact that after her making such a fuss, it had the same effect as Hua Xiumei's solution, and he no longer felt so sad.
He wants to kill someone.
Longying woke up from the bed.
Both disappointed and confused.
I was disappointed that Wanqi Jichun didn't show up last night, but I was puzzled to hear Kangkang's footsteps, walking hurriedly towards the bedroom.
Longying became confused.
When the door opened, Kangkang ran over crying, threw himself into his arms, and burst into tears.
Long Ying felt bad. Not only was he soft-hearted towards women, but he was also unwise, especially women with whom he had a relationship. Without Mrs. Xiang's permission, it was impossible for her to set foot in Feixia Pavilion. What tricks did this bad woman use?
Long Ying finally persuaded Kang Kang to stop crying and said, "What's going on?"
Kangkang cried so hard that it was endearing and pitiful. He twitched and said: "Just now, when I saw my wife going out, I knelt down and begged her to let me come and see my master again. If my master drives me away again, I will have no choice but to die from this idea."
Long Ying intuitively caught her intention to seek death, and felt guilty. He kissed her teardrops and said, "Where is Madam now?"
Kangkang sobbed and said, "Madam didn't come, but her carriage is waiting for its owner outside."'
Then he said softly: "Kangkang and Huizi are different. They are only loyal to their masters and can die for them."
Long Ying's head became as big as a fight. Mrs. Xiang was the old teacher of Wu Zhao. She knew that his martial arts skills were not only better than hers, but also unfathomable, so she took advantage of the situation and let Kang Kang back, which suddenly increased his burden and made it difficult for him to come and go freely.
, just leave as you say.
But there was no other choice. He sat up with her in his arms and said, "How can you take care of such a big place by yourself?"
Kangkang burst into tears and smiled, hugging him tightly, and said shyly: "As long as the master loves you, Kangkang is not afraid of hardship."
Long Ying recalled the first time they met in the fishing village. She showed an air of not being afraid of men. She thought that it was easy for women to show shyness after being passionate about men.
Kangkang bit his ear again and said: "Madam said that if the master is willing to take Kangkang in again, Kangkang will be the master's from now on, and the madam will not ask Kangkang to report the master's affairs."
Long Ying asked: "Will you tell me the truth about your origin?"
Kangkang said: "How dare I hide it?"
Long Ying smiled bitterly in his heart. After kissing him enough, he stood up and asked her to help him wash and change clothes.
Before going out, he said: "You can find some sisters to help during the day, and remember to feed Fei Jian, eh! I want to ride it today to let it stretch its muscles."