Ling Muyun followed Ouyang Ke and others out of the courtyard wall, followed him all the way, and walked for a while, and had already reached the suburbs. Ouyang Ke led the four women to carry a cloth bag into a big house.

As a competent follower, Ling Muyun certainly could not have entered the main entrance of the big house with Ouyang Ke and others, so he walked around the back wall and walked over the wall. When he fell into the courtyard, he saw a hall in the courtyard. Four or five red candles were lit brightly in the hall. There were countless god lord tablets in the hall, and large plaques were hung between the beams, which read the titles of people who had fame and fame in the clan, but it was a local family ancestral hall, which was occupied by Ouyang Ke and others to rest.

Ouyang Ke entered the ancestral hall and ordered someone to release Cheng Yaojia from his pocket, tied his hands up, then reached out to untie her acupoints, hooked her chin with his hands, and said, "Miss Cheng, it is your honor for me to be able to respect you. It would be fine if you wait for this master's favor, but you dare to join forces with the beggars of the Beggars' Sect to plot against me. What's the result? Didn't it fall into my master's hands?"

"You yin thief, if you dare to insult me, my master will not let you go!" Cheng Yaojia said angrily with a pretty face blushing, tears shining brightly.

"Hahahaha..." Ouyang Ke laughed wildly, and then stopped laughing and said, "Girl, you don't have to scare me with big words. Your background has been clearly found out. Aren't you the disciple of Sun Buer, a Qingjing Sanren? Tell you that others are afraid of Quanzhen Sect, but I am not afraid. If your master was not old and old, I would like to tie her up and let you master and disciple accompany me to have fun!"

"You...you are shameless!" Cheng Yaojia not only molested Ouyang Ke's words, but even dared to insult her master. She was immediately embarrassed and her voice trembled with anger.

"Shameless? Hehe..." Ouyang Keyin laughed and said, "Then you don't know the benefits of this young master's shamelessness. After I let you see my skills tonight, I promise that you will beg me to be shameless to you every day in the future."

Ling Muyun, who was eavesdropping outside, couldn't help but sneer secretly. Ouyang Ke's villain was really competent. His tone, his tone, and his filthy words really fully demonstrated the image of a yin thief who everyone was killed. If he hadn't been afraid of disturbing the next good show, he wouldn't help but want to go in and beat him up.

Ling Muyun, a bystander, couldn't listen anymore, let alone Cheng Yaojia, who was the person involved, had already been trembling all over by Ouyang Ke's yin's filthy tone, and his beautiful eyes seemed to be about to spit out fire.

Ouyang Ke smiled complacently and said to the concubines and female disciples next to him: "You guys take her in and teach her well. After I solve the problem, I will go and have a happy life. If I teach her well, I will work harder tonight and be rewarded with you girls."

"Young master, don't worry. We will train her well and make sure you are satisfied." Several female disciples smiled and betrayed Cheng Yaojia into the inner hall.

Ouyang Ke turned around and said to the four female disciples who accompanied him to take away Cheng Yaojia, "You guys go and take me here to bring the beggars who pretend to be a god in Miss Cheng's embroidery building."

Speaking of this, Ouyang Ke smiled coldly: "Since these beggars dare to care about my little business, wouldn't it be too rude if I don't treat them well!"

"Yes, Master." The four concubines and female disciples agreed with a smile, turned around and left.

After arranging the task for his female disciples, Ouyang Ke leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and started to sleep.

Seeing that the hall was quiet, Ling Muyun felt that it was meaningless to wait here, so he rushed out of the window of the back hall, wanting to see how Ouyang Ke's female disciples taught and persuaded Cheng Yaojia. If it worked, he might as well learn to use it to coax Huang Rong in the future.

When I touched the window of the inner hall, I saw that the room was very large, with eight or nine people in the room, all of whom were women. There were a few women in messy clothes curled up in the corner of the wall and shed tears silently. It seemed that they were girls who had been raped by Ouyang Ke. Sometimes they looked up, but they all looked down timidly and lowered their heads again.

Cheng Yaojia, who had just been taken in, sat on a bed, and Ouyang Ke's female disciples surrounded him, teasing and persuading him, "What are Ouyang Ke's excellent and considerate, and how powerful the kung fu in the bed is, how comfortable it can make her feel, what are the benefits of being Ouyang Ke's concubine...

And while making fun of it, these women also touched Cheng Yaojia. One touched her face, the other reached into her arms to rub her chest, the other rubbed Cheng Yaojia's thighs, and the other pinched her butt... It made Cheng Yaojia's pretty face turn red as blood, both ashamed and aggrieved. Although she tried her best to dodge and resist, her hands were tied and surrounded in the center, and she couldn't hide or block it. She was tortured by these female gangsters and cried out.

Even Ling Muyun, who was outside the window, couldn't bear it. This was clearly a group of female perverts playing hooligans! He understood Ouyang Ke's plan. According to these women's way of doing this, no matter whether they were willing or not, as long as they were not a stone girl who was born cold, they would have to be erotic instinct. When Ouyang Ke came to pick up his gun again, it would be natural.

It seems that this woman is difficult for women, sometimes even better than men. Cheng Yaojia's current situation is the best example. If he hadn't been afraid of making trouble, if he couldn't meet Hong Qigong next time, he would have wanted to rush in and save people immediately. Fortunately, these are all women. Even if Cheng Yaojia was given some advantage, he would not have lost his innocence, and would not have caused any irreparable serious consequences due to his stubbornness.

Since he couldn't save someone for a while, Ling Muyun was unwilling to continue watching, otherwise he would not be able to bear it. If the evil fire aroused by the scene close to the Living Spring Palace, he would easily make mistakes. So he immediately left outside the window of the back hall, jumped up to the ridge of the hall, gently moved a tiles to make a gap, and then lie on the tiles and peeked into the hall.

After about half an hour, Ling Muyun suddenly heard the sound of clothes slitting from the night wind. He looked up and saw four white shadows flying towards the ancestral hall in the distance. Ling Muyun felt aroused in his heart, knowing that it was probably the four female disciples who attracted the Beggar Gang who were sent by Ouyang Ke who attracted everyone to the Beggar Gang were back.

When the four white shadows swept closer, Ling Muyun had already seen clearly that they were indeed the four female disciples. The four women were carrying a big cloth bag in one hand. If there was no mistake, the pockets should be Li Sheng, who had previously been drilled into a bed on the embroidery building and pretended to be Cheng Yaojia.

Seeing the four women carrying a cloth bag into the yard, Ling Muyun looked up and saw that behind the four women, there were still a group of people who were about twenty or thirty years old. When they got closer, they could see clearly that these people were dressed in rags and dressed in beggars. However, these beggars were holding all kinds of weapons in their hands. The beggars in the lead were a man in his thirties, with a burly and strong figure. It was Yu Zhaoxing who had met Cheng Yaojia with Li Sheng before.

The beggars followed him to the ancestral hall under Yu Zhaoxing's leadership. Yu Zhaoxing waved his hand and the beggars immediately scattered, climbed over the wall and jumped into the ancestral hall, surrounded them, clasped their weapons tightly, peeked inward, ready to fight at any time. Fortunately, Ling Muyun was prepared in advance and went straight to the roof. If he was still lying outside the window, he would have to be discovered by the Beggars' Sect.

Seeing the group of beggars being ambushed by self-righteously, Ling Muyun shook his head, lowered his head again, and turned his gaze back to the hall.

At this time, the four female disciples had already carried the cloth bag into the hall, put the cloth bag on the ground, smiled at Ouyang Ke, and said, "Young Master, we have invited you the guest you are going to invite."

Ouyang Ke nodded and said, "You guys have done a good job. I will reward you. Come here."

A few girls walked to Ouyang Ke with a smile.

Ouyang Ke lowered his head and looked at the cloth bag on the ground, suddenly smiled coldly, raised his head and said to the outside of the hall, "Friends, since you are here, why not come in to meet?" The beggars hidden in the corner of the wall all moved slightly when they heard it, and knew that they had been noticed by the other party. But Li Sheng had already ordered that he had to obey his orders before he could take action, so they were still ambushing and silent.

Seeing that there was no reaction outside the hall, Ouyang Ke looked at the cloth bag under the hall and sneered: "I didn't expect that the beauty's big car was invited so easily."

As he spoke, Ouyang Ke got up and left the seat, walked into the hall, shook and closed the folding fan in his hand, and it had been folded into a stencil, and waved his hand and fell to the cloth bag.

Seeing Ouyang Ke taking a poisonous move, the beggars ambushing outside the hall were no longer lucky, and immediately pulled their weapons and rushed into the hall. Two "swish" sounds, two sleeve arrows penetrated from the pane and shot towards Ouyang Ke's vest. However, some Beggar Gang disciples who were good at using hidden weapons saw the situation dangerous. When everyone rushed into the hall to rescue Li Sheng, they were afraid that it would be too late, so they directly used hidden weapons to attack. "Can't you hold it back now?" Ouyang Ke smiled coldly, flipped his empty left hand back, clamping the two sleeve arrows that were shot like lightning, clamping the index finger and middle finger, clamping another arrow, and clamping the ring finger and little finger. Two "ticaca" sounds, and the two short arrows were immediately broken into four pieces by his finger force.

When the beggars saw him doing so, they were all shocked.

Yu Zhaoxing, who had already taken the lead in rushing into the hall, shouted: "Uncle Li, come out."
Chapter completed!