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In Feiyue Valley, on the street, after Lan Lan slapped him, he pointed pointedly at the middle-aged man with a distorted face in front of the high tower of the Haoyue Kingdom Chamber of Commerce.
"Come in, I have a deal to do with your Haoyue Kingdom."
"Of course, you can refute my reputation, but I want to remind you that my grandfather is Lan Ruo."
Lan Ruo, the Supreme Patriarch of the Most Holy Dharma Sect, is the current head of the Lan family, and is a direct descendant of the sage from the Zhenger Ba Sutra.
Everyone in the Haoyue Kingdom, starting from Hao Wuyou, was silent, not daring anyone to speak. If the Haoyue Kingdom was a super-class dynasty, they might still have the confidence to argue with Lan Lan, but he, the Haoyue Kingdom, was just A first-grade dynasty, even the first-grade Tianyi forces in a first-grade dynasty, are nothing compared to the Sage family.
It's just a stronger ant, that's all. But an ant is still an ant after all.
In the crowd, Mo Tianchou looked at Lan Lan and Yin Xuuge thoughtfully. Originally, he came to Feiyue Valley to follow Lan Lan's footsteps. But now, he saw a good show, but he didn't want to Came forward.
Pursuing Lan Lan is a long-term, complicated and lengthy project, and Mo Tianchou has enough patience.
A quarter of an hour later, a flying boat left the Feiyue Valley. Yin Xuege and others stood on the bow of the boat. Sui Jingming and Yao Xuer hugged and cried, for the sake of the dead tribesmen, and also for the sake of the surviving tribesmen who would face more difficulties in the future. career.
"Moss Hen's upper level... Mo?"
"Can I have a drink...?"
Miao Tianjie, who had dozens of bones broken, was lying on the bed, his body wriggling weirdly like a caterpillar.
Holding a folding fan in his barely movable right hand, Miao Tianjie fanned the wind gently and recited poetry in an artful manner.
He stretched the corners of his eyes fiercely and tried his best to look in the direction of the door with the corner of his eyes. His eyes were eager, as if he was looking forward to something coming. He tried so hard to stretch the corners of his eyes that his face twitched. .
The flesh on his face was trembling, and a blue flesh bump the size of a baby's fist on Miao Tianjie's forehead was beating strangely.
This was the mark Qinghe left for him. In the morning, in order to prevent Miao Tianjie from yelling and angering Lan Lan, Yin Xuuge ordered Qinghe to knock Miao Tianjie out.
The straightforward and simple Qing Ling broke into Miao Tianjie's room with a wooden stick and hit him hard on the forehead.
The lump was very painful, and the pain caused Miao Tianjie's vision to go black. He groaned feebly, then gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.
"This little girl, you have to hit the back of the head with a sap. Who has ever seen someone hit the forehead with a sap?"
"You are stupid and ugly. You deserve to be unable to marry for the rest of your life."
Yin Feifei lay furtively in a bush, watching carefully as several Xing Palace disciples carried torture sticks and walked slowly from a distance. These Xing Palace disciples were responsible for maintaining this area where the inner disciples lived. According to the order, anyone who is caught committing an offense will be severely beaten.
After the figures of these Xing Palace disciples disappeared, Yin Feifei took a breath, and his round, round body with undulating flesh floated lightly. With the help of Luzong's resources, he took a few pills exchanged for merit points. After taking the medicine, Yin Feifei successfully opened the acupuncture points a few days ago.
His talent in movement has been activated. Although he is now as fat as a ball of lightning, enough to make all the thin men in the world die of shame, his movements are light and silent, light and erratic, just like the legendary female
ghost.
He stepped on the top of a shrub with his toes, and after a few dodgers, without even a single leaf falling, Yin Feifei ran up the wall of a house.
This house was only a few dozen feet away from Yin Xuuge's courtyard, which was the residence of the princess of a certain country who was beaten on the buttocks by the disciples of the Palace of Punishment that night.
The house was quiet at the moment, and several maids were busy in the front yard helping their master tidy up the room. Her Royal Highness the Princess and her followers either went to the lecture hall to listen to the cultivation experience of the sect's seniors, or were completing the sect's
Various chores assigned.
Those maids, like Qing Ling, were ordinary girls with a lot of strength. Yin Feifei jumped off the wall sneakily and ran into their backyard, but these maids didn't hear any movement.
Several large painted-skinned parrots hanging under the eaves were chirping, and several lazy long-haired short-eared cats were walking around under the parrot stands, constantly making charming "meowing" sounds.
Yin Feifei quickly rushed to the clothes drying rack in the backyard and stuffed a lake-green bellyband into his sleeves. Then his fat, round body slowly flew up like a balloon, and he passed lightly.
At the top of the wall, we crossed the treetops, crossed a narrow river, and slowly swept into Yin Xuege's house.
Yin Feifei, who was walking lightly, smiled and waved to Qing Ling, who was squatting under the eaves sharpening a knife, and then rushed into Miao Tianjie's bedroom.
Qing Ling raised her head and looked blankly at Yin Feifei's quickly disappearing figure. She raised the kitchen knife in her hand and made several fierce gestures towards Yin Feifei's butt.
"A big fat pig, but it's a pity that I didn't get it."
"Huh? After being beaten like a dead pig, you still have the energy to run around?"
While muttering, Qing Ling touched the edge of the kitchen knife with her finger to see if it was sharpened quickly. She was lost in thought, trying hard to figure out what Yin Feifei had snuck out just now.
Qing Ling, who was single-minded, could never do anything distracted. She was concentrating on thinking about Yin Feifei's whereabouts, and her fingers pressed heavily on the blade. The quickly sharpened kitchen knife cut Qing Ling's finger, almost missing her finger.
The head was cut off.
"Ah, it hurts!"
Qing Lian howled miserably, and instantly dismissed the question of "What did Yin Feifei do?" She threw away the kitchen knife, and with the other hand she clenched her bleeding fingers, crying to the heavens and the earth.
Entering Yin Xuuge's house, he rummaged through the cabinets to find trauma powder for cutting his fingers.
The kitchen knife with a large amount of blood flew out in a swirl and flew straight to the gate of the yard.
The door opened just in time, Yin Xuuge smiled and took his life, and Lan Lan and others walked in. In a flash of cold light, the heavy kitchen knife struck straight at his forehead, and the blade was less than two feet away from his forehead.
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"Holy shit!"
Yin Xuege trembled with fright, and swayed to avoid the kitchen knife whizzing towards him.
Behind him was the frustrated Sui Jing Ming, who was gritting his teeth and holding Yao Xuer's little hand. He didn't notice the kitchen knife flying towards him, and the heavy knife flew past Yin Xuege's head.
He passed and chopped it crookedly on his face.
The blade cut half an inch into the dough, and blood spurted along the blade.
Lan Lan looked at the murderous kitchen knife with pale face, stretched out her little hand and patted her heart gently.
Who would have thought that at the entrance of Yin Xuuge's yard, someone would throw kitchen knives casually?
Who would have thought that Jue Jingming, a first-level disciple of the inner sect of the Lu Sect with such advanced cultivation, would be distracted and not look around, and would be hit in the face by a kitchen knife that was randomly thrown out, not very fast, not very powerful?
From the left corner of his eye to the right side of his chin, the kitchen knife crossed the bridge of Sui Jingming's originally tall and straight nose, and was laboriously embedded in his face.
Several followers of Juijing Ming exclaimed in surprise.
"Someone is assassinating the prince, please protect him!"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, are you okay?"
"Quickly, hurry up and save the prince. Pull out the kitchen knife first!"
There was a commotion at the entrance of the yard, which immediately startled Yin Feifei, who had just walked into Miao Tianjie's bedroom.
Feeling guilty of being a thief, he let out an "ouch" and quickly opened the window and looked outside. When he saw that it was Yin Xuuge and others who had returned, he immediately laughed with relief and raised the lake green bellyband in his right hand.
He greeted Yin Xuuge warmly.
"Boss, boss, are you back? Did you bring anything good?"
Under the bright sunshine, in the hands of a fat man whose face is covered with white flesh, an extremely exquisite lake green bellyband is fluttering in the wind. On the lake green bellyband, two vivid colorful peacocks shine in the sun.
Shenghui, the feathers of the little peacock are actually inlaid with extremely thin polished gemstones, so they are really dazzling in the sunlight.
Obviously, this thing cannot belong to a fat man.
Men don't know how to wear bellybands.
Even if some top men like to wear bellybands, that bellyband cannot belong to a fat man like Yin Feifei. Because the bellyband is too small, it might not even be able to wrap around one of his forearms.
The fat man smiled happily and waved his arms vigorously and enthusiastically. The bellyband swayed and fluttered in the sun, reflecting the blurry light. The two colorful peacocks seemed to come to life, constantly moving up and down with the waving of the bellyband.
dance.
Yin Xuuge's face drooped, and she turned around hastily to look at Lan Lan and the seven or eight female disciples of the Demon Phoenix Pavilion with distorted faces behind Lan Lan.
Yao'er looked at the bellyband with a horrified expression. What kind of perverts are Yin Xuuge surrounded by? He was hiding in the room with a woman's bellyband in broad daylight. This scene is really fascinating.
Everyone around him is such a pervert, so what kind of pervert will Yin Xuuge be?
Lan Lan took a deep breath. Her breasts were already extremely majestic, and this deep breath highlighted the extremely exaggerated and charming curves.
"Shameless scum, most shameless!"
Lan Lan roared, her breath turning into thunder was clearly highlighted. A thunderous thunder rose from the ground, biting cold air emerged out of thin air, the small building where Miao Tianjie lived shattered into pieces, and the strong wind blew Miao Tianjie and Yin Feifei as if they were in the autumn wind.
The fallen leaves fly lightly.
They vomited blood, whirled around, cried and screamed miserably, and fell heavily to the ground.
With the sound of thunder, the lake green bellyband in the dead fat man's hand was blown to pieces by the thunder and turned into a wisp of blue smoke.
The fat man bounced violently on the ground a few times. He raised his head crying and vomiting blood while pointing at Miao Tianjie and accusing him loudly.
"It's none of my business. It's this bastard named Miao. He said he was bored lying in bed alone and wanted to find a woman's bellyband to have fun."
"He gave me ten taels of silver, gave me ten taels of silver!"
"I was just lured by him with a lot of money, so..."
Yin Feifei just wailed a few times when Miao Tianjie started trembling and howling miserably.rs