"ah-"
The one who screamed was the ten emperors who had just been woken up and looked down from the bed in a daze.
"ah-"
At the same time, screaming was Queen Xuanji who was having sex with Yuheng.
The tenth emperor sat upright on the bed, staring blankly at her dignified and luxurious queen mother, naked and pressed under other men, entangled and rolled into a ball on the ground like a beast. If that face was not so familiar, she would almost have thought that It was another woman wearing a queen mask.
Even so, she still couldn't believe it. She put her finger in her mouth and bit it in a daze. The sharp pain made her let out another short "ah", and she immediately knew that this was really not a nightmare, it was the most unacceptable fact in the world.
She screamed, grabbed the quilt on the bed, covered her head, and shrank into the bed without moving.
Empress Xuanji had already stiffened into a dead fish with a white belly, and a corpse that would not rot for a thousand years. She lay stiff on the thick and warm carpet, her toes were curled up because of excitement just now, and now they are all webbed. Stretched straight, the blue veins on the legs protruded and twitched under the jade-colored skin.
She suddenly fell from the cloud of desire and excitement, and fell into the cold and cold abyss of reality.
what did she do what did she do
She is actually here, in her daughter's room, under her daughter's bed, having sex with other men in front of her daughter!
She is crazy! She must be crazy!
She actually regards herself as a wanderer in the streets and lanes, a slut who can do everything she can! She even forgot that she is Xuanji's queen, Xuanji's most honorable mother in the world!
How could she be like an ordinary middle-aged woman who lost her heart and soul when she met a man's fresh flesh, and committed the most obscene and shameless sin that cannot be forgiven!
She is a queen! Queen!
Meng Fuyao leaned over with a sneer, looked at her discolored face in an instant, smiled uncontrollably, and suddenly slapped the wall with a whip!
With a bang, the entire wall collapsed, and the wall was broken in an instant.
It was drizzling outside the wall, and there were many people standing in the drizzle.
All the men, women and children of the ten imperial concubine's mansion, from the son-in-law to the lowest servant in the imperial concubine's mansion, are not left behind.
They were all forced with swords by the mighty Dahan guards and Wuji hidden guards. They stood in the continuous spring rain this afternoon, waiting to see the most evocative, exciting, and historically-worthy erotic palace in the Wuzhou Continent.
The wall collapsed, and the naked men and women hugging each other on the carpet were exposed. Everyone opened their mouths wide open in an instant and let out a silent exclamation. They opened their mouths that could not be closed for a while, like fish about to suffocate in shallow water.
In full view of the public, the adultery is exposed to the public.
No one can bear it.
What's more, Queen Xuanji, who has always been proud of herself as a queen.
Those gaping mouths are holes that devour the soul, and those evasive and shining eyes are scattered arrows. She fell into such a hole, and then her heart was broken into thousands of pieces by those arrows.
Empress Xuanji tilted her head, and let out another heart-piercing scream: "Ah—"
Immediately, she passed out, very powerful and easy to pass out, and collapsed softly in the arms of the man on her body.
A woman who is extremely proud and therefore extremely violent, when her pride is destroyed and her dignity is trampled to dust, her reaction is nothing more than a puddle of stinking mud.
Yuheng has been very calm.
Everything happened in an instant. Meng Fuyao strode in to wake up the ten emperors. The queen was still immersed in the peak of lust and did not wake up. One step orgasm is done.
For the first and last time in his life, he didn't treat himself badly.
The moment Meng Fuyao pulled down the wall to show their adultery, he flew up holding the fainted Empress Xuanji, and rolled on the bed in mid-air, and rolled the sheets onto the two of them. Rolled down.
Immediately after he turned around, all the clothes scattered on the ground were put on him somehow, he carefully wrapped the Queen in a sheet and stuffed it under the bed.
After doing a series of things well, he turned to face Meng Fuyao without haste.
When he turned around, he still had a faint smile on his face.
Meng Fuyao looked at this man a little appreciatively, the real calm demeanor of the mountain collapsed before him, the scene just now was an absolute insult to Empress Xuanji, how could it not be the top ten respected by the Symmetry Dominator? However, he is so calm, worthy of his status as a master of the top ten.
Seeing that he treats that wicked woman, Empress Xuanji, with sincerity, although he doesn't understand why he fell in love with that woman, Meng Fuyao respects all sincere and pure feelings very much.
Yes, pure.
He has been by that woman's side for more than ten years, he is many times stronger than her, and he has too many opportunities to get her, but he has never touched her. If it weren't for the serial schemes of the few of them working together today, he, Yuheng, would definitely be clean until he died. The net protects her.
Spiritual Plato, most men can't do it, especially powerful men.
Just because he loves her, he does everything for her, regardless of good or evil, as long as she likes, as long as it is beneficial to her - such as intending to break up Changsun Wuji and Meng Fuyao.
At this moment, Meng Fuyao suddenly understood that on that night on the boat, he clearly had time to possess her, but wasted a lot of time admiring her—he didn't intend to tarnish Meng Fuyao at all, what he wanted to do was to make the two of them distrust and betray each other, so as to divide them Effect.
He did those things not because he hated anyone and wanted to harm others, but only for Queen Xuanji.
Meng Fuyao was suddenly lost in thought.
She thought that she, Meng Fuyao, was a murderer, and the men around her helped her kill people for what she wanted to do. As long as she needed them, they would do it. Thinking about it this way, she felt that, in fact, they were the same.
From their respective standpoints, Yuheng is not wrong either.
Meng Fuyao sighed softly, flicked the golden whip in his hand, and said flatly: "Master Yuheng, you leave here and don't care about Xuanji's affairs anymore, our affairs will be written off."
Yuheng was silent. He stood in the oily rain without saying a word. His slender eyes were shining like spring rain. After a long while, he suddenly smiled strangely and said, "Why should I leave?"
Meng Fuyao looked at him, but in this short moment, his firm and plump skin began to slowly collapse, and the wrinkles around his eyes spread like spider webs when he smiled, his boy skills were broken, and all his skills were wasted, so naturally he couldn't maintain him. The art of retaining the face, the current Yuheng, is no longer her opponent.
"If I want to leave, I will take her away." Yu Heng turned his head to look at Queen Xuanji under the bed.
"Sorry, that's impossible." Meng Fuyao said coldly, "Actually, even if I kill you, it's justified."
"Then what are you talking about?" Yu Heng smiled, "Meng Fuyao, don't think that you are among the top ten, that I will be sure of victory if I lose my childish skills, a real strong can fly even with broken wings."
"Then fly forever." Meng Fuyao smiled, "There is no need to come down again."
Before the words fell, the golden light flashed!
She is above the golden light!
The golden whip was like a golden lightning, piercing the air straight and fiercely, while Meng Fuyao stepped on the golden whip, and his figure was also an even fiercer lightning.
She stood on the tip of the whip, raised her toes in mid-air, and the whip unscrewed the fan-like golden light curtain, turning round and round to make the sound of howling wind, from the tip of the whip to the handle, covering her head and face with several contact points to cover Yuheng's upper body acupoint !
Yuheng just turned around.
He twisted his body, and suddenly twisted himself into a twist, a soft and extremely elastic twist, and with an extremely delicate slight twist in the electric light and flint, all those sharp holes fell through.
At the moment of failure, his fingers slipped out of his sleeves, and lightly touched the tip of the whip, like hitting a snake at seven inches, and the whip immediately hung down softly.
Immediately, with a flick of his finger, he wanted to take the whip into his hand.
These moves are as fast as electricity, and change and change like flowing clouds and flowing water. There is no trace of the antelope's horns, and there is no need to use a trace of real strength.
Meng Fuyao finally understood the meaning of the phrase "There is a huge gap between the top five and the bottom five of the top ten, and there is also a huge gap between the top five of the top ten". Heng, who has lost all the most important true strength of a warrior, unexpectedly shows no signs of defeat in front of her, who is also ranked among the top ten!
This time she became eager to win, Yuheng's moves are so exquisite that the world has only seen, if she fights heartily with him, she will definitely be able to rise to the next level!
With a hook of her finger, she clenched her fist into a "phoenix peck". Instead of grabbing the whip, she went straight to Yuheng's pulse gate.
Yu Heng's face changed, now he has no real strength, he is no longer able to fight with Meng Fuyao's pure and happy true energy, his body retreats like water, as light as a feather, he seems to be able to use lightness kung fu, but Meng Fuyao knows , that's probably just Yuheng's martial arts. He has practiced for many years to make his body light. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to pretend to be a sacrificial child sacrificed by the Cao gang on the boat. Back then, Tiecheng held him in his hands, and he didn't feel weighty at all. Did not notice.
That night on the boat, I looked back to find out who the suspect was, and it finally landed on the child—the guard who sent him back lost his whereabouts on the way.
Yuheng's body is light, which means that his lightness kung fu is still there, and supplemented by exquisite moves, as long as he doesn't compete with Meng Fuyao's internal strength, he can still last for a long time. Meng Fuyao looked up at the sky. go to the palace.
She also floated up suddenly.
Swinging sideways like a piece of paper, it swayed to the bottom of Yuheng's feet. He raised his hand and "killed the sky" and the black light flashed, poking at the soles of his feet. Yuheng had no choice but to give way. Fuyao swung back again, still in exactly the same posture and position, trying not to let Yuheng fall to the ground.
Drifting in mid-air, after a long time, she can only rely on her real strength to support her. With Meng Fuyao's real strength, she can float in mid-air for a long time without landing, but now Yuheng can't do it. He jumped up again, unable to take a breath, he was still hanging like that after a breath of turbid air, gradually rising, the collision made him dizzy.
His eyes flickered, his eyes were slightly angry, and he snorted coldly: "It's really a tiger in Pingyang being bullied by dogs!" Suddenly he didn't give way, he moved straight and sideways, and rushed towards Meng Fuyao like a blue light.
Meng Fuyao sneered and said: "If a dog can bully you, then you are not as good as a dog?" With the sound of "Slaying Heaven", the black light roared, and the two were instantly twisted together.
There was a sound of howling and crying between heaven and earth!
The black light is like a broad axe, sweeping across the world, dragging a huge black tail like a comet, rampaging in the small inner room with a broken wall, but the blue light is slender and continuous, like the endless drizzle outside the window Unceasingly involved, black awns are entangled layer by layer like a mess of filaments, and black and blue groups form pairs one after another, like swimming in the water and crossing the river with a reed, a dignified and gorgeous figure burst out from the room full of catkins. The light, and the golden whip that Yuheng snatched in the middle, the golden light flashed and flashed, black, green and yellow intertwined, it was really a beautiful battle.
Yuheng's body never left the bed where Empress Xuanji was hidden. It was obviously beneficial for him to fight outside, but he still chose to fight Meng Fuyao indoors. His moves were light and complex, different from Meng Fuyao's big There are many things in opening and closing, and I prefer to work on small places. In that blue-golden light and shadow, my hands are like the most dexterous piano player in the world. His knuckles are so graceful that he can perform five different moves, each attacking in a completely different direction.
The one-hundred and thirty-seventh move, Meng Fuyao screamed, and the sky was full of her flying sharp sword shadows, densely woven into a net and placed under Yu Heng's hood, the claw shadows were completely connected to each other, and there was no connection between them. The gap is the essence of the third level "Ruyi" on the seventh floor. Fuyao approached with a sneer.
Yuheng suddenly smiled too.
His slender eyes glistened like spring rain, and his body was as soft as spring rain. When he turned his waist, he did not know when he had a golden claw in his hand, but his fingertips were the usual pointed ones, round like four fingers , a very peculiar shape.
He stroked the golden claws with his fingers, squinted his eyes and sighed a little: "I haven't used weapons for many years..." The golden claws suddenly transformed away when he stroked his fingers, and with a swoosh, he hit the claws all over the sky with extreme precision. The shadow found Meng Fuyao's palm, flicked the tip of the round claw, and slammed the "middle finger", like a thunderbolt, it shot directly at the Laogong acupoint on Meng Fuyao's palm.
Meng Fuyao retracted her hand, and before she retracted, she felt a burst of energy flying, which happened to be the node where her true energy flowed, and her heart was shocked, unexpectedly, Yuheng had such a powerful weapon in his hand, it seemed to be able to The opponent's true energy flows to automatically adjust the attack direction and block the opponent's true power flow, especially for breaking the fierce martial arts. It seems that Yu Heng is really a meticulous person. He knows that although his boy's martial arts are powerful, once he breaks the precept, he will have nothing to rely on. This complementary weapon was purposely developed.
The golden claw flew, and Yu Heng held it with one hand, and smiled from the corner of his eyes: "You can force me to take out a weapon..."
"Please, you top ten don't have to say such a nostalgic sentence every time you take out your weapons," Meng Fuyao cut it off quickly, and spread his hands: "I'm tired of listening."
Yuheng said lightly: "It's also very boring to die under these golden claws, because there are too many." He flicked his finger horizontally, and the golden hook shot first.
The black, green and golden rays of light tossed and moved within the area of the big bed, which was no more than six feet in size. It disappeared in an instant a foot away, and was ground into powder invisible to the naked eye by the huge real force. The spring rain continued, but it couldn't sweep into this narrow space at all, as if it was falling in another world.
This time Meng Fuyao fought again, and found it difficult. Under the force of Yuheng's strange weapon, the four-finger bullet, her true energy flow was constantly being intercepted and reversed, and she needed to keep changing. Dare to use the real power, reduced to the same situation as Yuheng, can only use tricks, but Yuheng is superior to her in terms of martial arts refinement and refinement; more importantly, because the real energy keeps changing the flow direction, accidentally walking away in the battle Cha will go mad, and at that time, she will die a miserable death.
The tip of the round claws kept flying bullets, following Meng Fuyao's momentum like lightning, and every time they passed Meng Fuyao's big hole, it would force her to take a breath, just like before Meng Fuyao forced Yu Heng to not be able to land, now Meng Fuyao is forced by Yu Heng Unable to flow her true energy as desired, her figure shuttles back and forth like electricity, but no matter how many body movements she changes, the weapon seems to have a natural suction to follow her closely, the faster she turns, the faster it follows, stalking the electricity, forcing Meng Fuyao, who was unable to use his true power smoothly, gradually had bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth.
Not far away, there was the sound of the wind on the sleeves of the clothes, Zi Ying and Hei Ying rushed over, it was Changsun Wuji and Zong Yue wearing a dark charm mask, the two of them saw the problem at a glance, and wanted to take action, Meng Fuyao Immediately said: "No need!"
From today on, she will solve these matters by herself.
What's more, if she encounters this state, Changsun Wuji and Zong Yue will also encounter it. Even the higher the martial arts, the more they will be restrained. Why drag them to face danger
Naturally, she couldn't express her thoughts now, the two of them only heard her stern rejection, and they all stopped silently. Zong Yue took a step back and reached into his arms to get something, but Changsun Wuji suddenly stopped him, saying : "Let her come."
Only by constantly facing up to difficulties can one have the opportunity to gain more important insights. The experience of fighting against the top ten is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. Changsun Wuji always chooses to let Meng Fuyao face it by himself.
Meng Fuyao heard it in his ears, and remained silent, Changsun Wuji watched Yuheng make a move for a while, and suddenly said: "Doing nothing wins with action, extreme softness overcomes extreme strength, the breeze blows the hills, and the bright moon crosses the river."
Meng Fuyao's eyes flashed.
The thoughts in her heart that had been hesitating but did not dare to try coincided with Changsun Wuji's words, and her eyes lit up faintly.
Then she immediately retreated.
Get rid of the fierce and fierce hurricane-like moves, and replace them with the most primitive and simple ordinary moves, the breeze and the moon, blowing all over the hills, the simple moves, the distribution of the whole body's true power will be more leeway, and the speed will be slowed down. The disturbing frequency of zhenqi being cut off and paused will decrease. She gradually builds a real force field of her own with dignified and vigorous moves, and drives Yu Heng, who has lost her real power and can't control the overall situation, to step on her feet slowly. enter.
The fighting style of the two changed again and again. After three stages, they finally fought slowly. Once they fought slowly, Yu Heng's lack of real strength became more and more obvious. The flow of purely using moves was limited, and he could no longer follow Meng Fuyao's lead. The momentum took advantage of her, Meng Fuyao smiled, flicked his fingers, drew his saber, swept his sleeves, and kicked in the air, stirring up the wind and rain to circulate his true energy, leading his golden claws to cut all the acupoints all over his body in the direction he wanted.
Then she suddenly reversed her qi!
In a slow and powerful move, she slowly gathers the strength of her whole body, suddenly she leans back and back, kicks the purple gold crown backwards and stands up, and the strength of her whole body flows countercurrently along the meridians in an instant!
In an instant, her face turned red and then pale, light and shadow flashed, and her whole body seemed to be suddenly constricted.
Reversing the pulse before the battle is a well-known taboo for warriors. For thousands of years, no one has dared to try it, because generally the purpose of reversing the pulse is to break through the barrier, but because the sudden reversal is too shocking, the result is often the meridians are broken Death, this is really an adventure that is too dangerous to be worth the candle.
But for Meng Fuyao at this moment, Nimai has another meaning.
She was already at the third level of the seventh floor, one step away from the eighth floor, and she met Yu Heng, whose martial arts were unpredictable. With the direction of flow, Meng Fuyao's true power was constantly reversing, so instead of letting him interfere with the reversing into a mess, it's better to take advantage of his strange weapon and simply reverse the pulse!
However, Meng Fuyao deliberately led him to go against the flow so many times later, pointing all over his body, all the meridians have formed a habit and buffer against the flow, and gradually became firm in the constant confrontation, then the impact he received when he reversed with all his strength would not be so great. fear!
Once in a lifetime, kill two birds with one stone!
However, even if they know this truth, how many people can figure it out during the battle? How many people dare to take advantage of Yu Heng's power to take the risk to break through in front of Yu Heng
Zong Yue's eyebrows twitched when Lue Zhen saw it, and he murmured in surprise or admiration: "Fuyao!"
The eldest grandson Wuji showed a bleak smile in his eyes. He looked up at the rainy sky, as if he saw a phoenix soaring in his palm, soaring and spreading its wings in the sky. Will fly back again
Meng Fuyao instantly reversed the meridians, only felt a bang in the dantian, and the meridians immediately creaked and stretched out, and the whole body made a slight bursting sound because of the sudden rush. As a result, it has formed a default signal for the reversal, a little support, and when it is on the verge of cracking, it stops abruptly.
In an instant, the meridians widened, and the zhenqi was like a river rushing forward and backward, forming a huge vortex in the body. Lifting, a faint cloud-like vortex appeared between the five fingers in an instant.
The eighth floor of "Broken Nine Heavens", heaven defies!
With a flash of golden light, Yuheng's golden claw passed in, still attacking the Laogong acupoint in her palm, Meng Fuyao grinned, and the moment the golden claw touched the acupoint, her true energy reversed. There was a "click" sound.
The longest "middle finger" is broken.
Yu Heng's expression changed, and he was about to take back the golden claw, Meng Fuyao made a move with his finger, and with a sway of true energy, the golden claw followed the missile and fell, but he could no longer resist his true strength, and Meng Fuyao's sleeve snapped like a steel knife. wave.
"Crack!"
The "little finger" was broken.
The golden claw was about to spin in mid-air, Meng Fuyao's body whirled into a black whirlwind, and he bent his back to meet the backward golden claw, Meng Fuyao sneered, and pinched his two fingers hard!
"Crack!"
"Ring finger" off!
With only one finger left of the four golden claws, they opened and closed comically in mid-air. With a sneer on the corner of Meng Fuyao's mouth, he stood up and punched in the air, and the dark black fierce wind swept through the air!
"boom-"
The nimble and delicate golden claws suddenly turned into a mass of irregular gold nuggets, and it was no longer possible to distinguish between the palm and the palm.
Meng Fuyao punched and smashed the golden claws into gold ingots.
A slight cracking sound spread from the golden claw, and a crack slowly spread through the body of the claw, through the handle of the claw, and through the hands holding the claw, a light red mark appeared on the old skin without a sound, and then it became more and more serious. The body is getting redder and redder, rattling continuously, and the muscles and bones are gradually breaking apart, revealing the white tendons.
Meng Fuyao's punch not only ruined the golden claw, but also ruined the hand that made the claw.
There was no sound on all sides, so quiet that you could hear the rustling of the flying rain. Everyone was watching the battle between the top five and the last five in the rain, watching the protector of the Xuanji royal family, the fourth in the top ten, how many years in Xuanji The god-like man in the royal family, fell for tricks, lost his virginity, and ruined his reputation. In the last battle of his life, he still struggled to shine like a god, but in the end he lost to the girl's supreme bravery and wisdom, and was defeated in the muddy spring rain. Will ruin a lifetime of glory and martial arts.
Glory will eventually die, above the ruins of decay and filth.
The Imperial Palace with thousands of people was as quiet as if there was no one there. Everyone’s eyes covered Yu Heng’s, and then retreated. Looking at his hand, the expression in his eyes changed. At that moment, the light in his eyes separated, and the past decades passed by in an instant. , those struggles of glory, love, hatred, grievances and grievances flowed like a river, leaving the most barren and dry riverbed in life.
He smiled shyly for a long while, but his expression gradually calmed down.
Meng Fuyao stood quietly, no longer flying in the air when she was victorious in the past, each level of "Broken Nine Heavens" was a reborn refinement of martial arts and character, and every battle with a peerless powerhouse was a test of courage and courage. The greatest test and improvement of wisdom, she struggled upward in blood and fire, forged in the most violent burning from body to soul in the world, and until today, she is finally as cold as steel and as immovable as a stone.
Her expression is as calm as water, a pool of water that will never flow and will never be swept away by storms.
"Master Yuheng, let's stop here." Meng Fuyao took a step back, sheathed "Slaying Heaven", and said calmly, "I still have the same opinion as before, you leave."
"Is this how you deal with your defeated generals?" Yu Heng didn't move, and looked up at her, "It seems to be different from the Meng Fuyao I've heard of."
"You are not my defeated opponent." Meng Fuyao said very calmly, "If I didn't use tricks to destroy your skills, I would not be able to defeat you."
"There is no fluke in the way of martial arts." Yu Heng said lightly, "You can destroy my skill, which is your own ability, not to mention..." He suddenly smiled meaningfully, and said: "In time, even if my skill is still there , and may not be your opponent."
"Accept your good words." Meng Fuyao bowed, although she really didn't like this guy, but the demeanor of a master who humiliated him without being defeated without being discouraged deserved her respect.
"The little guy just said a little essence." Yu Heng took a step back, sat cross-legged on the ground, glanced at Changsun Wuji, and suddenly said, "It's just a little bit worse."
Meng Fuyao's eyes lit up, listening to Yu Heng, intending to give her advice? Advice from the top five of the top ten is more precious than fighting, but she is really embarrassed to ask Yu Heng, who has ruined her martial arts at the moment, but Changsun Wuji and Zong Yue don't care about it. They both stepped forward together, Zong Yue looked at it Changsun Wuji glanced at him, thinking that Yuheng was referring to Changsun Wuji just now, so he stood still.
Changsun Wuji stepped forward, bowed slightly and said nothing, Meng Fuyao looked at him—he didn't want to deal with Yuheng, right? Perhaps he hated Yuheng more than she did, but he still stepped forward.
Yuheng looked at him, and sighed slowly for a while: "I have no reason to give advice to you, but so far I only have one disciple in this branch of martial arts. Seeing this disciple is afraid... my martial arts cannot be lost in my hands... Forget it." … Let’s take it as compensation for what happened that day…”
He threw a booklet from his arms, Changsun Wuji took it, Yu Heng said: "Bring her to me."
Meng Fuyao raised her eyebrows, at this moment she understood why Yu Heng, who had been made like this by her, agreed to guide her, it was purely because he knew that he could no longer protect Empress Xuanji, so he used this as a replacement.
But she would rather not have Yuheng's advice than spare this woman's life!
The three of them stood still, Changsun Wuji looked at Yu Heng, and the eyes of the two met. After a while, Changsun Wuji suddenly went under the bed and picked up Queen Xuanji.
Meng Fuyao looked at him in astonishment, his eyes were slightly angry, Changsun Wuji looked back and met her gaze, without flinching, his eyes were clear and full of persistence, Meng Fuyao frowned and looked at him for a long while, but he felt a little guilty, so he had no choice but to Look away first.
This was also the first real eye contact between the two after that night, and Meng Fuyao felt that he had lost again. No reason to lose, reason or lose.
Yuheng didn't care what eye tricks they were playing, he just took the dazed Empress Xuanji in silence, put her on his lap with great care, and gently stroked her long hair.
The forty-year-old woman had a pretty face, she lost a little bit of the usual violence in her deep sleep, she was still beautiful, but her eyebrows were slightly frowned, tied with a little sorrow.
This is also an expression that is not often seen on weekdays, but he felt familiar, and he raised his head to the sky and thought for a while.
Above the clouds and sky, suddenly there was a young and young woman who came slowly from the memory of decades ago, bent her face down, and looked at him with a slight frown.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Dead?"
She raised her foot and kicked him, almost breaking his bones, he opened his eyes with a groan, and saw the woman's bright and bright eyes in the dazzling sunlight shining all around.
"Don't move... don't move..."
Really can't move, Leidong's belligerent is too ruthless, fights like a bombardment, he insists on smashing his opponent and himself, and the top five sometimes compete with each other, but no matter what A generation of masters, who cherish feathers, no one will work as hard as a countryman, only this Lei Dong... damn Lei Dong.
If he moves casually now, he will disperse.
The woman didn't move, turned her head to look at him, straightened up for a while and said: "How can I stay by your side if a man and a woman can't kiss each other? Let's go."
He doesn't move, walks and walks, he just lays like this, exposed to the sun for a few days and rained for a few days, then he will heal, leaving at most some minor illnesses.
After a while, she came back and brought someone with her.
"Can't move, can you?" She squatted, her eyes twinkling in the sunlight, and said happily, "I'm in a good mood these days, so I decided to save you."
She ordered people to cut down trees, built a shed, and put up a roof to make a hut that could be sheltered from wind, rain, and sun.
He thanked her, and she walked out with her head held high, proudly saying: "Take care of the people, I want my mother to honor the world."
In the next few days, she sent someone to deliver meals, and sometimes she came by herself, sitting beside him, listening to him tell some anecdotes about the world. I sniffed it drunkenly, and felt that there is such a good smell in the world.
He grew up in a poor family and was bullied by others. After hard work, he became a teacher. The teacher has a great mind, and those who are not very qualified cannot learn it. Moreover, those who learn must keep the precepts all their lives, which is equivalent to being a monk or a eunuch. There are many people with excellent aptitude in the school, but some people are unwilling to give up the desire of men and women and withdraw voluntarily. In the end, he and his senior brother choose one of the two. He knows that he is not as qualified as his senior brother, so he kills his senior brother.
The Boy Kung Fu has also been practiced, and the master has taught that women are like fire, so they must burn this kung fu, so be careful, so for many years he has been pure-hearted and refrained from female sex. , Looking at it from a distance, one has to be on guard and can't avoid it.
However, after a duel, he collapsed on the ground and could no longer refuse a woman's approach, and the fresh fragrance that he hadn't touched for decades slowly washed away his quiet and indifferent heart for decades.
She has a bad temper, and after spending a few days with him, he understood that she often drove the ox cart up the mountain, and the cows were driven by her in a panic and stumbled, fell down the cliff and howled miserably. Laughing, he probed down the cliff and said, "Squeeze with me, go to hell!"
Sometimes when flowers were picked, colorful flowers would come in. Just as his eyes lit up in shock at the beauty of that person, she suddenly trampled the bouquet under her feet, until the flowers rotted into mud, as if she hated herself. Hate endlessly, "What crowds are blooming? The most annoying, the most annoying!"
He stared blankly, why is she so angry? But even though she was so angry, she was beautiful with evil spirit, flamboyant and dazzling, different from those gentle and plain women he had seen.
She is very interested in things in the Jianghu, and often asks her endlessly. He asked her why a noble lady likes these things. She held her chin at that time and said slowly: "Because I have never seen it before, and I will never have the chance to see it in the future." gone."
His heart skipped a beat, and he asked her, "Why?"
She straightened up, walked out, and shouted to the valley: "Because I want to be the mother of the world!"
He listened, but just smiled, where did the world come from? This kid is a crazy woman.
Yet it is true.
Half a month later, he got to know the "mother's world".
It rained heavily that night, the hut was impatient with the strong rain, the canopy was completely torn off, and the ground was full of rain. He slowly sat up from the bed, stretched himself, thinking that it would be healed by now anyway, so stay here Why pretend you can't move? Time to go too.
However, as soon as he walked to the door, he saw a figure in white clothes rushing up the dark mountain road, with long hair loose, floating like a ghost in the flashes of lightning, it was her.
She ran up the mountain drenched in the torrential rain, and when she saw him, she immediately screamed and rushed over.
The young, delicate and youthful female body suddenly threw herself into her arms, her wet body was exposed, rubbing against his body like a ball of nephrite jade, the fragrance of virgins wafted out, and his body tensed involuntarily.
Listen to her weeping in her arms: "What to do... what to do..."
He raised her face, a rose wetted by rain, bright and delicate, such a shocking beauty.
Who broke such a flower and made the fierce and violent woman run wildly and cry in the rainy night
He patted her on the back lightly and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, with me here, no one can bully you."
She stopped crying immediately.
That night, he hugged her and heard her "grievance"—Emperor Xuanji visited her family during his southern tour, took a fancy to the concubine's daughter, and after returning to Beijing, he ordered her to be included in the palace... His Majesty stayed in her house, but he didn't like it She, however, fell in love with her concubine younger sister, no, the noble eldest lady couldn't accept such an insult, so she killed her younger sister.
Now that His Majesty is here to pick up my sister, naturally she should go, but the two of them always look a little different, what should I do if I recognize them
Hearing her grievances, he felt a slight chill in his heart, such a sharp chill came up, blocked like ice, he almost pushed her away, but she was in his arms, the first time in his arms , so soft and slippery, trembling.
He turned and thought in a trance again, what's so cool about it? She killed her younger sister to seize the queen's position, and he killed her senior brother to seize the master's mentality. They are the same, the same.
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She raised her face in his arms, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and asked repeatedly, sobbing: "You promised to protect me, you promised."
He looked at her, at this poisonous rose full of thorns, and after a long, long time, he said, "Okay."
In a word, it will be for life.
Yuheng's flying and freedom has since been bound by Xuanji's gloomy and bloody palace.
He still remembers her expression when she heard that good word, the tears were gone, and a little slyness and pride flashed in her eyes.
It's not that she doesn't know her scheming.
It's not that she doesn't know that she doesn't love him.
In her life, she loved power, honor, status, and monopoly.
And in his life, what he loves is illusion, confusion, roses in the swamp, and Manjusha on the ruins.
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She trembled in his arms, her eyelashes flickered, as if she was about to wake up.
Don't, don't wake up.