"I heard that you are very popular in Jianshu Villa. Come, let's do an experiment to see how many people will welcome you after your face rots."
"No, I know I was wrong. The little girl is ignorant and rushed to the leader recklessly. Please be magnanimous and let me go."
"not good."
"As long as you don't hurt me, I'm willing to do whatever it takes to repay you."
"I have no shortage of lackeys."
"No, no, no... spare me, spare me."
Rao Yue suddenly grabbed Tang Yuanying's arm and frightened her so hard that she shook her head. Disfigurement was more terrifying than killing her.
Fortunately, Rao Yue did not sprinkle the powder on her face, but opened her sleeves and looked at the Shou Gong Sha on her white arm with a half-smile. The next moment, Tang Yuanying felt a sharp pain in her arm, symbolizing innocence.
The mark of Gongsha on the body disappeared inexplicably.
"You...what did you do to me."
"Hehehe, even if your face is not disfigured now, no one will want you. The flowers are in ruins..." Rao Yue gently flicked her sleeves, and the acupuncture points on Tang Yuanying's body were suddenly unlocked.
The words "broken flowers and willows" were like a bolt from the blue, making Tang Yuanying realize that the matter was serious. The palace sand on her arms disappeared. If her parents noticed it, wouldn't it mean that she was unmarried and had become the spit of everyone...
"I'm not! I didn't at all..."
"Who would believe it?" Rao Yue Muran interrupted Tang Yuanying: "Miss Tang, the daughter of the master of the Sword Sect of Jian Shu Villa, in order to protect her own life, she did not hesitate to sell her sex to please the prostitutes of the demon sect. It is really a common martial arts story. Oh.
No, this is supposed to be a joke."
Tang Yuanying was confused for a moment. What Rao Yue said was right. Even if she told the truth, no one would believe it. The palace guard sand that symbolized purity was gone, and everyone would regard her as a free-spirited woman who would not hesitate to sell her looks to please the disciples of Fengtian City.
, thus living an ignoble existence...
Rao Yue glanced at the distracted Tang Yuanying, half-covered her red lips with her hand and yawned gracefully, turned around and left the small dark room. All she had to do was done, and it had nothing to do with Tang Yuanying whether she wanted to escape or not...
Of course, if Tang Yuanying escapes and is accidentally caught by Fengtian City's disciples, she will not come to the rescue again. Anyway, this woman's early return to the west is not a bad thing for Zhou Xingyun.
"I found it, there is light in front of me! It's a small cottage!"
"As Mr. Zhou expected, they did not go far."
"No way, thanks to the Leshan Sect's unique secret method, we can easily catch up with the enemy."
"Excuse me. It was Uncle Gu Mo who was smart and secretly left a code so that we could track and rescue him."
Some of the young disciples who hid in the underground secret room were willing to take risks with Zhou Xingyun, chasing the enemy and rescuing their elders, while some stayed in the Su Mansion, waiting for officials to come and clean up the mess, and send a letter to the headmaster of the sect.
More than a dozen young disciples, including Zhou Xingyun, Xu Zijian, and Wei Suyao, relied on the Leshan Sect's unique code to follow their footsteps along the way and finally found the crude fortress built by Fengtian City.
The fortress is not very well guarded. Probably the disciples of Fengtian City believe that the young disciples hiding in the secret room are not a threat. Not to mention whether they dare to come to save people, even if they come, they will die.
"People always take it lightly when establishing a victory. Our opportunity has come."
"Have you thought of a way to save everyone?"
Zhou Xingyun's confident expression made Mu Hanxing deeply curious. She had met him once before today, and her impression of him was very deep.
At the Young Heroes Conference three years ago, Zhou Xingyun was unrestrained and lyrical on the stage, conveying his love to the people he liked. This courage and courage were more heroic than countless men in the world.
Mu Hanxing did not dislike Zhou Xingyun's enthusiasm, and even envied the woman to whom he was confessed, because she longed for a passionate love affair.
In other words, Zhou Xingyun's openly lyrical performance at the Young Heroes Conference three years ago was a very rude act in the eyes of elders, young men, and some girls. However, many women felt that,
His true character of daring to love and hate is worthy of their admiration.
How much courage and determination does it take for Zhou Xingyun to dare to express his love to his beloved at a gathering of young heroes gathered together? How could a libertine dare to do such a thing?
Just now, Mu Hanxing watched Zhou Xingyun treat Ning Xiangyi, and was involuntarily attracted by his serious demeanor. This convinced her that he was just a true man who dared to pursue, love, and face his heart.
When all the young disciples were timid and did not dare to leave the underground secret room for fear of being caught by the Demon Sect disciples, Zhou Xingyun was the first to stand up and bravely proposed to rescue the elders of each sect...
Adversity reveals true love, and adversity reveals people's hearts. Nowadays, the rumored prodigal in Jianshu Villa is more heroic than those young heroes who are famous all over the world.
The more Mu Hanxing thought about it, the more he felt worthless for Zhou Xingyun in his heart, because the second senior sister of Jianshu Villa who he was clamoring to save regardless of the danger to his life actually took the lead in mocking him at the birthday banquet of the Su Mansion, and even drank wine in front of the public.
Splashing in his face showed how much she despised Zhou Xingyun...
"There is no way, but it will be very dangerous to implement. And we need to confirm where the elders are being held..."
Zhou Xingyun and others were condescending, and they could see that the village was full of fire. Hundreds of young disciples were trapped in a fence, but the elders were nowhere to be seen.
"We can arrest a few Fengtian City disciples and torture them." Wei Suyao's eyes were cold and full of anger. Apparently, he saw dozens of Fengtian City gangsters playing wildly with the Shuixian Pavilion junior sister beside the bonfire in the village.
"What Miss Wei said is true, but before taking action, we must establish a command. A group of dragons must not be leaderless, only organized action can be guaranteed. Xu suggested that Brother Zhou be the leader of everyone."
"I agree."
Xu Zijian took the initiative to propose that Zhou Xingyun should take charge of the overall situation, and everyone agreed. After all, it was Zhou Xingyun who took the lead in organizing this rescue.
"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey." Zhou Xingyun did think of a plan that required everyone to cooperate in executing it, but before that, he needed to understand the strengths and specialties of his friends so that they could work together to avoid damage.
"Fengtian City is overpopulated and extremely vicious. If we fight head-on, there will be no chance of survival. So I need everyone to cooperate with each other to maximize the effectiveness of the team!"
"What is the efficiency?"
"Efficacy is effect, efficacy... As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you will never be in danger. I hope that you will put aside your sectarian opinions for the time being and tell your martial arts expertise frankly so that you can cooperate with each other when assigning tasks and fighting. Let me set an example, as you can see
, my strength is not of the third-rate, I can barely be considered a little bastard with some knowledge of medical skills..."
Zhou Xingyun opened his mouth in confusion, because he tragically discovered that he wanted martial arts but not martial arts, and wanted specialties but not specialties. He was really a good-for-nothing gangster.
"Brother Zhou is too modest. Although your medical skills are a bit partial, your skills are amazing, and we are really impressed by them. Xu is not talented, and his martial arts has just reached the first-class 'hardcore' level. He only knows boxing and kicking, and his boxing style focuses on defense and light attack."
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"I am good at the double dance of sword and whip, suitable for medium and long-distance attacks, and my martial arts has reached the first-class level of 'aiming for the championship'."
Xu Zijian and Wei Suyao successively talked about their martial arts cultivation and the martial arts offensives they are good at. The former is a first-rate backbone master, while the latter is one step away from the top master.
"I am proficient in long-range hidden weapons, and my junior sister Zheng Chengxue is good at using the Tang Sword. She is a close combat expert who focuses on offense but not defense. Both of us have reached the first-class 'Ji Fan' realm."
Mu Hanxing feels like a passionate big sister, while Zheng Chengxue is a capable and quiet female knight. When the two of them are together, Mu Hanxing basically speaks on behalf of them.
"Ahem, Qin is extremely talented and is known as a wonderful painter. Although his martial arts skills are average, his calligraphy and painting skills are absolutely unparalleled in the world!"
"How much is it worth? How much do you think the painting you painted is worth? What a wonderful painting? You don't even want to give it to me!" Guo Heng criticized Qin Shou's child unceremoniously, and then smiled at Zhou Xingyun and said: "I am good at Qinggong.
, his kick skills are balanced in attack and defense, and he is barely included in the first-class 'Ji Fan' realm. Although this Qin Shou's martial arts is poor, he relies on his skill in disguise and is honored to become a disciple of the 'First Grade Academy', the holy land of scholars."
"It's painting! Qin's painting is the key point!"
Zhou Xingyun's eyes lit up, as if he had found a treasure, and he grabbed Qin Shou's hands instantly: "You know the art of disguise? Oh my God! Then my plan will be almost perfect!"
"Brother Zhou, please don't get excited. Please let go first. It's up to men to accept or not kiss each other. Qin doesn't like this."
Qin Shou was talking nonsense seriously, and Zhou Xingyun almost couldn't help but kick him. How could this guy talk more shamelessly than him? No wonder Guo Heng was not polite at all, and used the word "only" to describe him.
"There are three waves among the young men in the world, the libertine from Sichuan in Fu Jingjian, the rogue Qin from Hangzhou and Hongmen, and the ruffian Li from the Hong gang in Beijing. I saw both of them today, and they are indeed well-deserved..."
"Miss Mu, to be fair, can I be compared with them?" Zhou Xingyun argued.
"Of course not, because you are the leader of the three waves."
"Ah……"
Mu Hanxing deliberately teased Zhou Xingyun, which made Zheng Chengxue chuckle. All the men who saw this scene were stunned.
"It's very pretty. When my cold Junior Sister Zheng smiles, even I can't help but feel moved, especially that little mouth, which enchants so many boys. Yes! Just this smile, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, perfect!"
"Sister, don't make trouble."
"Blue moon! Closed moon! Closed moon is ashamed of flowers! What a green moon heroine, Miss Zheng smiles happily and is full of charm. She really confuses all living beings to close the moon and shy flowers." Qin Shouxiong sighed with high spirits, as long as he can see Zheng Chengxue's
Smile, he Qin is neither happy in life nor afraid in death.
"Ahem, we... still need to save people." Wei Suyao bumped into Zhou Xingyun with his hands and knees, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. Although Zheng Chengxue's smile was very attractive, he didn't need to stare at him.
What's more, the top priority is to rescue the elders of each sect. They should not waste time on unnecessary jokes...
"By the way! Miss Wei is also a beauty on the beauty list. Everyone calls her ruthless..."
Qin Shou didn't seem to hear Wei Suyao's words and continued to talk nonsense. However, before he finished speaking, Wei Suyao's cold and piercing gaze stared back into his stomach...