Chapter five hundred and sixtieth IX Embarrassed Hou Yunyu
"Listening to Xiang Xiaoxiei, Youlanju?" When he said this, Jun Buhui's voice trembled slightly.
When Sisi heard these seven words, she was also shocked. Although she was not from the world, she also had some understanding of "Tingxiang Xiaoxiei, Youlanju".
This is one of the most mysterious killer organizations in the world, and it is completely comparable to some of the Anheliu. No matter who it is, as long as it provokes them, it will be not far from the God of Death.
A twisted pain suddenly appeared on Jun Buhui's face, and his whole body was trembling, curled up on the ground, muttering constantly, "It's so cold, so cold..."
"Little Marquis, Xiao Marquis, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Sisi hurriedly went up to help Jun Buhui.
As soon as her hand touched Jun Buhui's body, she shrank back like an electric shock, and subconsciously shouted: "What an ice!"
Just when Sisi didn't know what to do, Jun Buhui suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her to the ground, then turned over and over to the ground.
"Little Marquis, no, no..." Sisi shouted in horror.
Jun Buhui had enough care about these things, and immediately put his cold hand into her top.
Tear!
Accompanied by the sound of the clothes tearing, Jun Buhui was like a crazy hungry wolf, staring at his blood-red eyes and wandering back and forth on Sisi's body with both hands.
After a fierce battle, Jun Buhui gradually returned to normal, slumped on the ground, looking at Sisi, who was lying on the ground, dressed in torn clothes.
"Little Marquis, what's wrong with you?" After a moment, Sisi slowly stood up, looked at Jun Buhui, who looked lost and asked softly.
"It's okay!" Jun Buhui responded coldly.
"Twist this corpse down the cliff!" Jun Buhui pointed to the woman's corpse, his voice still trembling.
"Yes, little marquis!" Zhu Bi responded and dragged the woman's body towards the cliff.
"Little Marquis, are you worried about Tingxiang Xiaoxiei~ Youlanju's revenge?" Sisi stepped forward and asked again.
Jun Buhui still shook his head and said nothing.
"Little Marquis, you..." Sisi suddenly found a scar on Jun Buhui's waist that was even more scarier than a centipede, and shouted in horror.
A cold murderous intent flashed in Jun Buhui's black eyes immediately, and he shouted word by word: "Qi Xiang!"
Although Jun Buhui only squeezed out two words from his teeth, Sisi, who had always been smart, immediately understood it. With his slightly trembling hands, he touched the centipede-like scar on Jun Buhui's waist.
Then he stuck out his tongue and started kissing slowly...
In Zangjian Villa, the best doctor in Jiangnan, Miaoshouzi, is diagnosing Qi Fei's pulse. The owner of the mansion Qi Mucheng was anxious like an ant on a hot pan, pacing back and forth outside the door, while Qi Tian and Qi Yun looked different.
, there is no sign of worry.
At this time, both of them had their own ulterior motives. Qi Tian wished Qi Fei would become a useless person forever! As long as Qi Fei was abandoned, Qi Yun could not become a great man without learning and ignoring skills. Qi Xiang was another girl. This time
After the Qingcheng Conference, she married her directly. In this way, the position of the owner of the manor in the future will be his belongings.
Qi Yun was obviously not as scheming as his elder brother. He just wanted to leave here quickly and have fun with the little beauty in his room, and experience the feeling of being drunk and dreaming.
Just as the father and son were waiting in three different moods, Miaoshouzi walked out.
Seeing that Miaoshouzi came out, Qi Mucheng hurriedly came forward and asked anxiously: "My doctor, what about my son's hand?"
Miaoshouzi's expression was a little solemn, and she said, "The hand is saved, but..."
"Just what?" Qi Mucheng asked hurriedly.
Miaoshouzi sighed long and said, "I just can't use my true energy to hold the sword anymore."
Before Miaoshouzi could finish his voice, Qi Fei rushed out as if he was crazy: "I don't want to become a useless person, I don't want to become a useless person..."
"Fei'er, Fei'er..." Qi Mucheng shouted anxiously.
"Father, I'll go and get my fourth brother back!" Qi Tian stepped forward and said respectfully.
"Go quickly, don't let him have any more accidents!" Qi Mucheng gave an anxious instructor.
"Father, I'll go too!" How could Qi Yun let go of such a great opportunity to slip away? He also went up to say something.
This time Qi Mucheng didn't say anything, but just sighed softly and waved to Qi Yun.
Just as Qi Yun left the door, Park Ying walked towards him. Seeing Miaoshouzi here, her black eyes rolled twice and said respectfully: "Master, my subordinate is back!"
Seeing this, Miaoshouzi said tactfully: "Master Qi, I will go down and prepare some medicine for the fourth young master to take care of his body."
Qi Mucheng did not try to keep him, and smiled slightly, "Then it's a miracle doctor."
Seeing that Miaoshouzi had gone far, Qi Mucheng's expression returned to his solemn expression and said, "How is the matter?"
Park Ying responded respectfully: "It's all done!"
Qi Mucheng asked, "Miss, is she back?"
Park Ying nodded and responded: "Here I'm back!"
Qi Mucheng asked with a little displeasure: "Come back with Lin Yu!"
Park Ying followed Qi Mucheng for half her life, how could she not notice the change in his expression? She nodded slightly and said, "Yes!"
Qi Mucheng sighed long and sighed: "It's really a girl who is too big to stay!"
Seeing this scene, Park Ying naturally did not dare to answer, so she had to stand there tremblingly.
After escaping for a while, Qi Mucheng asked again: "Park Ying, who is the most likely to win this Qingcheng Conference?"
Park Ying thought for a while and said, "This time, there are basically outstanding disciples from all major sects in the world, and their subordinates dare not speak out!"
Qi Mucheng glared at him coldly and said, "Pu Ying, you and I have been close friends for many years, so there is no need to use these words to perfunctory me!"
Park Ying was stunned. After a while, she responded in a trembling voice: "From the perspective of the subordinate, the owner of Qingfeng Sword... Lin Yu... the possibility of winning...... comparison
big……"
In the past, whenever Lin Yu was mentioned, Qi Mucheng would be angry, but this time he was not angry, but just sighed slightly, not knowing whether he was talking to Park Ying or muttering to himself;
"Lin Yu is worthy of being a genius in the world!"
Park Ying hurriedly took over the conversation and said, "The Fourth Young Master's Sword-Rewarding Thunder-Speeding Technique may not lose to Lin Yu's Qingfeng Nine Swords!"
Before he finished speaking, Park Ying suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing, and immediately lowered her head and did not dare to look at Qi Mucheng's eyes.
Qi Mucheng sighed again and did not speak again.
After a long time, Park Ying asked tentatively in a trembling voice: "Master, if Lin Yu wins at the Qingcheng Conference, will you make the eldest lady..."
Before Park Ying's words could be finished, Qi Mucheng took over and interrupted, "It's as usual!" Although his voice was not loud, his tone was very firm.
Park Ying was stunned when she heard this, widened her eyes and looked up and down at the master who had been following him for half her life. At that moment, he felt that the owner of the manor was old and felt a little unfamiliar.
"It's not a few days since the Qingcheng Conference, you go down and prepare!" After both of them were silent for a long time, Qi Mucheng waved his hand with a bit of vicissitudes of life.
"Yes, the owner of the manor!" Park Ying responded respectfully, then retreated tremblingly.
In a secret corner, Qi Yun looked at Park Ying's leaving figure and remembered the conversation he had with his father just now. A hint of anger flashed in his black eyes. He gritted his teeth hard, and secretly in his heart.
He said: Lin Yu must not win at the Qingcheng Conference, otherwise his future position as the owner of the manor would be in danger.
Thinking of this, Qi Yun remembered that there was a little beauty waiting for him in his room! A lustful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he accelerated his pace and walked towards the room.
"Little beauty, you miss me so much." After Qi Yun pushed open the door, he said with a sensual smile.
The chrysanthemum on the bed had already posed in an intriguing position. Through a veil, the tender and white skin inside could be vaguely seen. He could only smile and said with a hint: "Look at your death, you are so hungry and thirsty.
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After being teased by Juxiang, Qi Yun could not control the impulse in his heart. He rushed forward with a hungry tiger.
Juxiang didn't hide, and he rushed directly to him and pressed her firmly under her body.
Qi Yun put his hands up and wandered around Juxiang's tender and smooth body. Juxiang cooperated and let out a few sweet and gasping sounds, which made Qi Yun's blood stimulating.
After a while of Wushan, Qi Yun was already tired enough to lie on the bed, gasping for breath. Ju Xiang slowly climbed onto Qi Yun's body, and chuckled softly in his ear: "So
It's almost impossible."
Qi Yun was still gasping for breath. When he heard Juxiang's words, his whole body was like chicken blood was injected. He planned to turn over and carry a gun on the horse, but Juxiang pressed it tightly under him.
"Little Beauty, what's wrong?" Qi Yun asked in confusion.
Juxiang smiled charmingly and said, "Look at you, why are you so anxious?"
Qi Yun smiled lustfully and said, "Didn't you say I can't do it? I want to prove it to you."
Juxiang said coquettishly: "It's like a dead person, today your father said where is the Tears Sword?"
Qi Yun looked a little puzzled and asked, "Why are you asking?"
Juxiang replied, "I'm curious!"
Qi Yun said: "You are a woman, and you are curious about what you are doing. Come on, let's continue to do the serious business."
Juxiang pushed Qi Yun to the ground and said in a bad way: "It's like a dead person, you're not telling him what kind of serious business you're curious about." After that, she wiped her tears aggrievedly.
Seeing this, Qi Yun was about to take the pear blossoms and responded quickly, "Okay, okay, okay, can I tell you that it's not okay?"
Ju Xiang kissed Qi Yun on the face and said, "That's right!"
After being kissed by Juxiang like this, Qi Yun was soft and soft, telling her everything he knew. Then the two of them couldn't wait to come to Wushan~**.
Just when Qiyun and Juxiang Wushan were at the moment, a black shadow disappeared into the air like a flying bird passing by...