This tearoom has been abandoned for a long time, and no one else would pass by it. This damn scumbag really racked his brains to think of such a "good place" for his own lust.
Literally, it is also a good place for Shi Yingxue, who is already eyeing it.
When Shi Yingxue and the young lady entered the tea room, the monk took out two cups of tea and asked Shi Yingxue and the young lady to drink without concealing the joy on his face.
At this time, the young lady was still wary of drinking tea from a monk she had only met once. So she just smiled politely and touched her lips lightly without even sipping.
When you take a sip, it looks like you just took a sip.
Even after the lady finished drinking, the tea in the whole glass of water did not decrease even a little bit, which shows that the lady is not completely stupid.
The lady wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief. On the surface, nothing could be seen. In fact, she just wanted to wipe away a little bit of tea that accidentally got on her lips.
Shi Yingxue took it and took a generous sip, but the look on her face looked a bit scary.
She picked up the tea cup and acted as if she had already drank the tea. Then she found an opportunity to knock over the tea cups in front of herself and the lady.
The fake monk showed a very shocked look and murmured for a while, but said nothing, so he had no choice but to acquiesce to Shi Yingxue and the young lady's behavior.
Anyway, this fake monk thinks he has nothing to worry about.
In order to get his hands on these two yellow flowers that he had coveted for a long time, he thought that he had made perfect preparations. He even spent a lot of money to buy this extremely powerful medicine. Even if he took a small sip, he would immediately feel all over his body.
Soft.
When the time comes, why don't we just let him do whatever he wants?
Everything this fake monk did was to dominate the two of them, and now he felt that he was about to succeed. Various uncontrollable smiles appeared on his face, and he looked as wretched as possible.
The young lady had a little tea on her lips. Although she wiped it off quickly, she still felt a little dizzy. After a while, she passed out in Shi Yingxue's arms.
Shi Yingxue also imitated the young lady's behavior and fainted in cooperation, but she had already used the cover of her sleeves to pull open the snuff bottle tied around her waist and dripped a drop of the spicy oil inside into her hand.
, put it to the tip of the nose, and immediately the medicinal properties of the Mongolian sweat medicine were washed away.
The fake monk who had always maintained a polite face revealed his true colors almost immediately. His hands began to move, and there was even glistening saliva on his lips. He couldn't help but say some very dirty and even...
Things that are hard to hear seem to be filled with yellow waste.
Shi Yingxue heard the footsteps of the fake monk walking towards her and the lady. His heavy and excited voice sounded in her ears from time to time, but she did not take action immediately.
It was obvious that the fake monk was hesitant about who to attack first. He kept circling around Shi Yingxue and the lady, probably still thinking.
Finally, he thought about it and made a decision, so he grabbed Shi Yingxue.
This was the moment Shi Yingxue was waiting for. She immediately used her weird body skills to twist her waist and escape from the hands of that damn fake monk.
Although she has no aura and cannot act as smart and cunning as before, the habits she has developed through training are enough for her to escape from the hands of the fake monk smoothly.
Shi Yingxue escaped from the fake monk's hands and immediately stepped forward. The dagger she had hidden in her hand immediately came out of its sheath and directly touched the fake monk's chest and abdomen.
"What are you going to do to my lady!"
There was a strong evil aura in Shi Yingxue's eyebrows, and the fake monk even felt that the look on Shi Yingxue's face was more frightening than the looks he had seen on the faces of other high-ranking officials before.
He couldn't help but feel scared, so he rolled on the ground and ran out, but how could Shi Yingxue give him this chance?
She immediately ran to the door of the tea room and locked the door. She held a shining silver key in her hand, which was the key to this door. She didn't know where she got it.
The key was originally carried by the fake monk himself. Seeing this, he subconsciously touched his body and found that the key had unknowingly arrived on Shi Yingxue's body at some point.
Shi Yingxue just looked at him like this, holding the small key in her hand, twitching her eyebrows and said, "You want to go out?"
The fake monk estimated that he had kicked an iron plate this time. Looking at the gleaming dagger in Shi Yingxue's hand, he finally understood what the knife above the word "色" meant.
He simply knelt down in front of Shi Yingxue without any backbone, and even wanted to hug Shi Yingxue's thigh and beg Shi Yingxue to spare his life.
Shi Yingxue directly kicked his fat body away from her, with a very cold and disgusted look in her eyes.
She knew the acupuncture points of the human body very well, and she just casually tapped the damn fake monk's body left and right with her toes, and the fat man felt like he couldn't get up.
Then the pain suddenly hit him violently. He felt that there was no part of his body that was not in pain, especially the spine on his back. The pain was so painful that it would kill someone if he moved. He knew that he was not in his 70s or 80s.
But why can't he even get up?
How could he have imagined who Shi Yingxue was?
The fake monk looked at Shi Yingxue with an increasingly frightened expression.
But how could Shi Yingxue give him time to think about these things? She had already knelt down, holding the dagger in her hand, and fiercely thrust the dagger in her hand at the fake monk's face.
shoot.
Blood splattered out immediately, but the fake monk still couldn't do anything and could only watch the approaching knife getting closer and closer.
Such a sense of urgency made him forget anything, and he even forgot why he was here in the first place, and now he was in a desperate situation.
Then Shi Yingxue took the dagger, and slapped the fat man's oily cheek hard again and again with the dagger's blade wildly and ruthlessly.
The sharp blade would inevitably hit the fake monk's cheek. The blade was very sharp. Shi Yingxue's movements made several cuts on the fake monk's face. Blood kept pouring out, frightening the fake monk.