The little white rabbit with a mouth still wants to run? Was he a vegetarian when Zongzheng Fusu? If this gets out, his reputation as the ghost king will be lost!
Zongzheng Fusu turned over with a clever effort, suddenly pressed her under him, raised his hands above his head, and pierced | her body fiercely!
Dongfang Jing flushed with anger, "Zongzheng Fusu, can't you save some energy and wait for someone to save you?! Do you really want to die in this ghostly place?!"
"Death under the peony flower, even being a ghost is romantic." Zongzheng Fusu would rather die by himself than Murong Qianjue running out and sleeping with his woman!
Dongfang Jing couldn't figure out what was going on in this man's mind at all, she resisted and struggled desperately, and couldn't bear him to lose a little bit of energy! As long as there is a chance, she hopes that he can live. She flashed the silver needle at her fingertips and pierced the opponent's neck.
Zongzheng Fusu tilted his neck slightly, raised one hand, and firmly caught the silver needle, pulling the corners of his lips and chuckling, "So, this king sleeps with his own woman, and he has to be on guard all the time... If you are not careful one day, you will be crippled by her!"
"Zongzheng Fusu! You don't know good from bad!" Dongfang Jing just wanted to seal his acupoints and let him sit quietly, don't waste his energy!
"En. This king just doesn't know good from bad." Zongzheng Fusu responded in a low voice, and the silver needle between his fingers was stuck in her rib!
Dongfang Jing's body froze, and soon her abdomen was ignited by something, and her whole body was hot to the point of burning hot! She widened her eyes in horror, and kicked the black shadow on her body fiercely!
"Zongzheng Fusu, you are shameless! You actually... actually got stuck in that position!"
She obviously used a lot of strength, but when she kicked off, she landed softly on Zongzheng Fusu's body. Not only did she not feel pain, but her attitude of refusing to welcome was extremely attractive.
"Third sister, you knew that fourth brother's medical skills and martial arts are superior to yours, so you shouldn't play tricks in front of fourth brother. If fourth brother doesn't give you some flair, you will get worse in the future, those useless Wouldn't my subordinates laugh at me, a majestic god of war, for being afraid of my own country?!" Zongzheng Fusu said as he pinched his fingertips and flicked the silver needle on Dongfang Jing's abdomen!
Dongfang Jing endured the cold sweat on her forehead, but her body seemed to melt into water, getting softer and softer!
What acupuncture point is that, without Zongzheng Fusu saying it, she would have guessed it! That is the most taboo acupuncture point!
Sealing the acupoints with silver needles is a secret technique of the Tang Sect, but like this...unspeakable acupuncture method, it is always passed on to men and not to women!
"You... You studied under the Tang Sect?" Dongfang Jing's head was dizzy, and she was almost unable to maintain her sanity.
"En." Zongzheng Fusu raised his eyebrows slightly, although his eyes were dark, but just listening to her voice, he could imagine her extremely beautiful face of being wronged!
"You stole your teacher, right?! The seventy-two branches of the Tang Sect, every time a disciple is accepted, it will be printed on the red obsidian on the main rudder of Zhongnan Mountain... I have never seen your name before." Dongfang Jing bit her teeth lower lip.
Zongzheng leaned down to help Su, took a sip on her sweet lips, and then raised his head contentedly, with a bit of inviolable arrogance in his voice, "You have studied medicine in Tangmen for more than ten years, you don't know Don’t you need to tell the world about the kind of disciple?”
"You... you are... the closed disciple of the patriarch! How is that possible?!"