A black wind blew across the flat ground, Meng Fuyao flicked the whip in his hand, and it had already caught the opponent's throat, he stretched his cross arm, trying to drag the opponent over, but the man's martial arts were not low, he was just wearing pants and covering his head before Lost an inch, with a backhand swipe, a golden light lit up, drawing a bright arc of stars, directly attacking Meng Fuyao's chest, the force was so fierce that Meng Fuyao retreated with his chest in his arms, the man fled for several feet, seeing I want to escape.
Meng Fuyao stomped her feet, and was about to pounce on it, when she suddenly saw the man's feet in front of him crooked, as if he had stepped on a stone or sprained his feet, he leaned over, and then fell down one by one.
Meng Fuyao was overjoyed, jumped up and sat on the man's back, crossed his legs triumphantly, "Damn, I said you can't get away!"
She raised her legs and suddenly felt something was wrong, she lowered her head and realized that she had already taken off her trousers, and only her outer robe was covering her lower body.
In the dark night, the slender legs exposed under the black gown are white, straight and round, like a pair of jade pillars carved by famous craftsmen, reflecting the moonlight like silver light, which is eye-catching.
There was a low smile that seemed to be there in the dark.
With a dark face, Meng Fuyao hurriedly grabbed left and right, covered her legs with her robe, and secretly comforted herself that it was fortunate that she didn't really have nothing under her trousers like men in this era, fortunately she wore clothes of her own design. The obscene pants... Uh, did he see that just now
Raising his head, Meng Fuyao stared at the opposite side, and said angrily, "Hey, what are you doing hiding behind a tree, are you a thief?"
The chuckle faded away, and a light-colored silhouette slowly emerged behind the shadow of the tree. A man with loose clothes and long sleeves stood leaning against the tree with his arms crossed, smiling leisurely.
On his shoulders stood a fat man with fluttering white hair, leaning against his master's cheek, with the same paws hugging his chest, and his legs were slightly staggered.
"Seeing that you haven't come for a long time, I thought you needed toilet paper, so let's deliver it." Yuan Zhaoxu smiled innocently facing Meng Fuyao who was furious.
Lord Yuan Bao bowed immediately, raised a piece of crumpled paper with both paws, and held it above his head respectfully.
Meng Fuyao could tell at a glance that this guy was embarrassing her, would he be so polite? It clearly laughed at her.
The more Meng Fuyao thought about it, the more he hated him, and he exerted more force on his buttocks, causing the guy sitting under him to groan. Meng Fuyao touched his acupuncture points, and with a flick of the whip, he hooked his trousers, then grabbed the trousers in his hand, raised his head straight Look at the two on the opposite side.
Those two looked at her calmly, motionless.
Meng Fuyao stared, then looked again.
Those two still stood calmly facing her.
Meng Fuyao only felt that his hair was standing on end, swallowed for a while, and said helplessly, "Hey, can you turn around, I want to change clothes."
Yuan Zhaoxu blinked, and unexpectedly replied, "No."
"Ah!"
"Others can watch it, why can't I?" Yuan Zhaoxu replied strangely.
Meng Fuyao was stunned for a moment, then jumped up suddenly, and scooped it up with one hand, the color of snow flashed, her slender legs had already fallen into the wide trouser legs, she fastened her trouser belt tightly with her fingers, and turned around again, and she was already pounced on. To the bushes behind.
At the same time, with a flash of white light, Lord Yuan Bao jumped from Yuan Zhaoxu's shoulder, his movements were extremely light, and the leaves did not tremble wherever he passed.
"ah!"
Almost instantly, there was a loud cry.
Suddenly a man in gray clothes jumped out of the bushes behind him, covering his bloody ears, jumping wildly, with a ball of white snow hanging on his ears, bumping up and down with his shaking movements, but biting his ears tightly Never let go.
The man in gray tried his best to pull Yuanbao, and yelled, "Wu that boy, you dare to touch your grandpa, do you know who your grandpa is? Grandpa's little finger..."
"I don't move your toes, I move your pig's head!"
In the sound of drinking, Meng Fuyao's body shot out with lightning, the black iron dagger drew a line blacker than the night, and it hit the man's throat in an instant.
When the dagger tip touched the skin, it felt like a fork poking a fish swimming in the bottom of the water. It was slippery, and the man turned around strangely, somehow out of the reach of the dagger.
Meng Fuyao didn't waste time being surprised at all, he missed the dagger and rushed forward, elbow, palm, leg, shoulder, a series of quick and fierce melee attacks, like lightning did not allow the opponent to breathe, even though the opponent's whole body was like a smear It was oily and unreliable, but the stormy attack in a short period of time still made him hit again and again, one of every three moves won, and with the explosive power and speed Meng Fuyao trained with Iron Blood back then, he beat him to the ground. Can't help backing up and screaming again and again.
Depend on! You bastard, you have been hiding behind the bushes. Didn't my old lady show you everything from beginning to end
The more Meng Fuyao thought about it, the angrier he became, the more he beat him harder, his eyes lit up, the punches were like rain, and the punches were like a blowing wind.
Yuan Zhaoxu stood on the spot and watched with a smile, the fingers that were buttoned under the sleeves finally gradually loosened.
The one-sided battle over there was coming to an end, Meng Fuyao punched out, and the unlucky man was dazed and subconsciously blocked, but Meng Fuyao suddenly withdrew his fist again.
The man was stunned, and his hand raised in the air was fixed there comically.
"boom".
Meng Fuyao took advantage of his daze and immediately punched again viciously.
There was a muffled sound.
"Despicable... despicable..."
The man in gray stared straight, and fell to the ground with a bang.
Meng Fuyao blew his fist smartly, and said with a smile, "Despicableness is the passport of the despicable, and stupidity is the epitaph of the stupid."
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After tying the man in gray to a tree, Meng Fuyao looked him up and down and shook his head.
"Look at this thin man, as if he was squeezed by two door panels."
Yuan Zhaoxu stared at it, and couldn't help laughing. The man in gray was indeed born with a strange appearance. He was extraordinarily thin and tall, with a long and narrow body, and even his face was narrow, like an eel. It was very slippery and very curious. After looking carefully for a long time, I felt that this person's skin seemed to be a little pale, but there was nothing unusual about it.
Turning around and seeing the pity in Yuan Zhaoxu's eyes, he couldn't help but startled, "Do you know him?"
"No, I know this race." Yuan Zhaoxuan said, "In the frontier of Fufeng Coast, the 'Hidden Shark' clan."
"Hidden shark?"
Yuan Zhaoxu hummed, and said, "Fufeng State owns the E Sea, and the most dangerous sea area with the densest reefs in the E Sea is Raksha Island. In that sea area, it is said that an ancient country once sank, so there are countless treasures on the seabed. It's just that it is a reef forest area, and there is an extremely narrow trench. Ordinary sea travelers can't go down at all. Only the Nixie tribe who were born and raised on Raksha Island can. People of this race took the child into the sea when he was three years old. , constantly practicing the ability to toss and turn in narrow gaps, until the water-based body skills are like fish. These children practice this type of body skills since childhood and live underwater for many years, resulting in abnormal body and skin development, and Alien-shaped sea beasts often appear on the bottom of the sea, and these people have practiced the skills of hiding their bodies and breaths, so they are called "hidden sharks". People of this race, because of these skills, are also top-notch thieves and killers."
"Oh, it's no wonder I didn't even notice that person was lurking nearby just now." Meng Fuyao suddenly realized, and smiled, "I'll ask this Nixie later, let's deal with this bastard first." Grab the one who was squashed by him on the ground earlier The man woke up with two slaps in the face.
As soon as the man opened his eyes, he heard Meng Fuyao's vehement questioning.
"What's your father's name?"
"What's your mother's name?"
"How many sisters do you have?"
"How many brothers do you have?"
"How old were you when you first wet the bed?"
"Do you wear clothes in the shower?"
"Do you like to wash your face with acacia or soap?"
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"Whose subordinate are you?"
A series of questions that didn't require thinking about the answers were thrown down like a torrential rain. The man was already dizzy, and he subconsciously answered every question. Naturally, he was unprepared for the last question.
"Master Fang, the Yiwei Sheren of Prince Qi's residence, belongs to..."
After finishing speaking, the man realized what he had said, gasped and widened his eyes, Meng Fuyao had already smiled happily, patted his face, and said, "Good boy."