Long Wu's appearance didn't look like he was joking at all.
"elder sister."
He shouted affectionately and made a move that shocked everyone.
Long Wu actually stretched out his hand and pulled off the black cloth on his face.
"Sister, look at me, do you like how I look like this?"
"If there's anything you don't like, I'll change it. I really like women like my sister who are capable, strong in martial arts, and still have charm."
Long Wu turned sideways slightly, still staring at Song Shiniang.
A soft smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and he asked: "Sister, are you satisfied with what you see?"
Feng Jiuer squeezed her poor flesh hard, she was really worried that she would laugh.
Unexpectedly, Long Wu, the little brother who is usually cold and cold, actually made such a big sacrifice today.
Is he so good at talking?
Do his parents know?
No, she should say, does his master know?
After all, Long Wu has no parents and is an orphan.
Today, they checked some of Mao Linye's situation, as well as the situation of his three most recent assistants.
One of Mao Linye's three most capable assistants is Song Shiniang.
Song Shiniang and Mao Linye were the same age and had a daughter whose father was ominous, so Song Shiniang did not have a husband.
However, this woman is always indispensable for having some fresh meat next to her, and she doesn't need anything like a husband at all.
Even the people on Mao Linye's side were surprised by Long Wu's words.
Song Shiniang wanted to get angry. As a celebrity around Mao Linye, she definitely couldn't stand the provocation of these juniors.
When Song Shiniang was about to get angry, Long Wu showed off his handsome face.
I have long said that none of the twelve riders of the flying dragon are ugly.
Brother Long Wu is still one of the better looking ones among them, and he can definitely beat the men around Song Shiniang.
The moment Long Wu pulled off the face covering, the anger in Song Shiniang's heart was suddenly replaced by joy.
"cough."
Du Ling coughed heavily.
Song Shiniang realized that she was rude and reacted immediately.
"You brat! What are you?
How dare you act so presumptuously in front of me?"
"If you don't tell me who you are, don't blame me for being sharp and blind!"
Long Wu frowned and hurriedly took the black cloth he tore off and put it back again.
"Sister Ten, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! Aren't you the one who knows how to cherish the beauty and cherish the jade?"
Even now, little brother Long Wu seems to have not given up yet.
"Don't tell me! Just kill me. If I hadn't admired you, I wouldn't have followed you all this way... No, I didn't say anything."
"Anyway, if you want to kill, just kill. Anyway, when I go back, I will..." "Rumble...Rumble..." Suddenly, there was an explosion sound inside.
"Walk."
Long Shiyi shouted, and the five of them jumped together, crossed the high wall, and returned to the yard.
"You go first."
After Feng Jiuer landed firmly on the ground, she looked at the people beside her.
"Long Wu, Long Eleven, and Qiao Mu will be protected inside. Leave quickly. The brothers should be here too."
"good!"
Long Shiyi nodded, "Be careful!"
On the high wall, figures appeared and fell one after another.
Within the wall, the sound of fighting soon sounded.
Feng Jiu'er and Jian Yi didn't intend to fight. They faced each other while retreating in another direction.
Mao Linye has extraordinary skills, Jianyi takes the initiative to deal with Mao Linye, and the remaining Song Shiniang and Du Ling are fighting Feng Jiuer.
However, the number of enemies is definitely not just this number.
Feng Jiuer and Jianyi gradually retreated, and were finally forced into a corner.
Thousands of people came in dense crowds, which was a bit overwhelming for them.
"Boom, boom... boom, boom..." The pharmaceutical factory exploded again for an unknown number of times.
At this moment, the entire pharmaceutical factory was on fire, and the surrounding area of the compound was like daylight.
I don't know when, Mao Linye has arrived in front of Feng Jiu'er.
"Who exactly are you?"
He stared at Feng Jiu'er with cold eyes and stabbed him with his sword.
Feng Jiu'er dodged in time the countless swords that were thrust at her. In the end, the sword in her hand collided with Mao Linye's sword.
"Mao Linye, the worst thing you did was produce medicine that you shouldn't have produced!"
Feng Jiuer lowered her voice and glanced at Mao Linye sharply.
Brothels, killers, etc. are really nothing, but this kind of secret medicine is definitely not something she can approve of.
Feng Jiuer's voice was deliberately suppressed so that no one could hear her original voice.
She had no intention of continuing the nonsense with Mao Linye. She struck the cold sword wind and swept away the people in front of her. Even Mao Linye took several steps back.
If it weren't for the corner here and Feng Jiuer couldn't use her skills, her sword style would definitely be more than that.
At the same time, Jian Yi, who was not far away, also sailed out of the sword wind and rushed away those who were approaching him.
The two of them looked at each other, stepped on their toes at the same time, and jumped up.
"Chase! We must not let them escape!"
Mao Linye held his sword firmly and jumped up. Suddenly, an even stronger wind came.
The strong wind swept away, and everyone who leaped was swept away a long distance, and Mao Linye was no exception.
Those who didn't leap fell down almost at the same time and rolled towards the yard.
On the wall, there was a tall and straight figure.
At the pharmaceutical factory, the dazzling firelight shone on the man's figure, reflecting half of the shimmering silver mask on his face.
"Who are you?"
Mao Linye climbed up on his brother.
Such a sharp palm wind. He was not paying attention just now and was thrown several feet away.
Feng Jiu'er and Jian Yi, one on the left and one on the right, stood beside the man who was as tall as a god.
Feng Jiuer looked at the person's profile, with joy in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
Uncle Nine Emperors also came in. When did he come?
"Are you the third prince?
Impossible! When did the third prince’s martial arts become so powerful?”
Mao Linye held the long sword and looked up at Emperor Wuya.
He could see that this man was extraordinary, but he didn't like looking up to others like this.
"This is my territory. Once you're here, don't even think about leaving!"
Mao Linye snorted coldly and waved his hand.
But he didn't want to, and he hadn't waited for his people to react.
Suddenly, a package of flaming objects was thrown in from outside.
"Boss, it's dynamite!"
Song Shiniang rushed over and pushed Mao Linye away.
Not just one pack, but several packs of flaming explosives were thrown in at once.
Inside the wall, there were explosions of "boom", "boom" and "boom", one after another.
Feng Jiuer had already followed her man, sat down to chase the wind, and left the forest outside.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, when did you come?"
Nestled in the man's arms, Feng Jiuer was as lazy as a kitten.
Di Wuya lowered his eyes and glanced down. His freed palms unconsciously wrapped around her waist and hugged her tightly.
"If I don't come in, how long do you want to play?"
That voice was reproachful, but it was more endearing.
