It's really hurtful

This place is remote and there are few pedestrians. Ming Kong held a long sword in his hand, and she looked at the enemy in front of her nervously.

This person covered his face with a black scarf. He deliberately lowered his voice when he spoke. He was not tall and his body was a little fat. However, his light skills were so high that Mingkong had never heard of. She tried her best to use the lotus step but could not get rid of it.

"Who are you?" Mingkong asked in a voice.

"The one who kills you!"

The man in black slapped Mingkong's chest with a palm in a quiet voice. This palm was extremely strange. With Mingkong's ability, he could not see clearly how he made his palm. He raised his palms to greet him in a hurry. With a muffled groan, Mingkong took a few steps back and squatted on the ground, his mouth was lightly opened, and a blood arrow was spurted out; the man in black had not stepped back, but a layer of white frost condensed on his palms and arms.

"The holy land of Piaomiao Peak, his disciples have learned such cold skills. Isn't this strange?" The man in black laughed a few strange laughs. He turned his palm into a fist, and the frost instantly thawed. He looked at Mingkong with sarcasm.

Mingkong said nothing, she held the sword tightly.

His skills are not as strong as this person, and his light skills are not as fast as others, so his swordsmanship is probably difficult to win. Mingkong did not expect that there was such a master in Daliang. He was afraid that even his master would have to retreat. Thinking of his special ability, Mingkong decided to fight for his life with his life, which was the only way for her to survive.

With a delicate shout, Mingkong jumped up, and the long sword was unsheathed. Under the faint night, the dim sword light seemed to appear and appear, like wind and lightning, stabbing at the man in black without reservation.

This sword seems to carry the thunder. Although he is very esteemed, the man in black dares not be careless. A soft sword shakes out from his sleeve and goes straight to Mingkong's mouth. There is a cloud of military tactics, and attacks as the defense. If you attack the enemy, you must save it. If you attack the enemy, you have to defend it. The man in black wants to force Mingkong to return to the sword, but a thought passes through his mind and he screams.

At the critical moment, if you are not careful, you will lose everything. When the man in black touched Mingkong's mouth, the tip of Mingkong's arrow was already pressed against his throat.

What a man in black, he rescued him with a soft sword, and he almost blocked Mingkong's sword. Before the new force was born, Mingkong felt a huge force coming along the sword body, and she couldn't help but take several steps back.

"I have been in the world for decades, and you are the first one to hurt me."

The man in black did not pursue the victory. He reached out and touched the neck. Looking at the blood on his hand, his eyes increased in murderous intent, but his movements became more and more slow. He put his fingers to his lips and added them, as if he missed the feeling of injury.

Of course, the man in black was not a masochist. The calmness at this moment was just a sign of his outbreak. As expected, he didn't say hello, and his soft sword shook. This thing was like the macho man who knocked Viagra. He immediately straightened his body, pointing straight toward Minghuo.

Mingkong only felt a flash of phantom, and the tip of the arrow had already pointed to his chest.

With a angrily scolding, a big rock hit the man in black.

The man in black knew that someone was walking towards this side, but he didn't expect that he would be in such a despicable way. He swung his sword to block the gap. The soft thing was like a "Kongwu was powerful" like Wei Tuo. The big stone instantly split into pieces, and the stone chips and dust flew around. The man in black couldn't help but cover his eyes.

Is my "smoke bomb" powerful enough? Master Ye was proud and a little unreasonable. He turned his palms into fists and tried his best to pound the man in black's chest.

The qi sensing, the man in black closed his eyes and met Ye Yu's fists with his palms. One was prepared and the other was fighting hastily, but the two of them took a few steps at the same time. Ye Yu felt the blood of blood rolling, and the man in black opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master!" Seeing Ye Yu, Mingkong felt infinite aggrieved, his nose felt sore, and tears instantly surged out.

Ye Yu looked at Mingkong and the man in black, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"The Demon Ye who made a big fuss in Pei's Mansion is indeed well-known. I will return the humiliation today a hundred times in the future." The man in black was also looking at Ye Yu with tears in his eyes - he was truly fascinated -.

"Are you talking nonsense? You hurt my woman first, otherwise I have the ability to deal with you?" Ye Yu hated other people's threats the most. He also wanted to say a few counter-threat words, but he couldn't find a suitable one. "Who is you? Why are you covering that butt curtain on your butt? Is your ugly face so paralyzed even the ghost?"

Ye Yu's words were enough to hurt, and the black-clothed person was so angry that he really wanted to cut this bastard into pieces, but he was injured and fought against two, so he was really not sure.

"How about I'd like to draw a portrait for you? Whenever I walk at night, I'll take it out and take a look. This will also help you practice courage. We can also stick it on the door to ward off evil spirits and put it on the bed to contraceptive birth. Wouldn't this be a few hits at once?"

Seeing the furious look of the man in black, Ye Yu was secretly happy, but he was even more merciless. I thought that Zhuge Wuhou could scold Wang Lang to death, but I didn’t expect to scold you to death, but I would be so angry that I would be paralyzed. Wouldn’t I save a lot of effort like this?

The man in black was far less mentally retarded than Ye Yu thought. He took a breath and suddenly felt that he used the trick that shocked the world and weeping ghosts and gods - thirty-six strategies to leave.

"Damn, you guy who doesn't have anything in your crotch. You just want to escape without saying hello. As long as you are a virtuous person, you must be a deserter when you go to the battlefield. If you are captured by the enemy, you are definitely a traitor. You are not even as good as my wife."

Ye Yu didn't expect that the man in black would be so shameless? In the blink of an eye, this old bastard was already ten feet away...

"Tomorrow..."

Before Ye Yu could finish his words, Mingkong suddenly rushed into his arms and burst into tears.

I thought Mingkong had left, but suddenly he saw her again. Ye Yu was naturally overjoyed, but thinking about the danger just now, he couldn't help but sweat in a cold sweat, and was both pity and anger. He hugged Mingkong tightly.

"Young Master, I'm a little hungry tomorrow. Let's go home."

"Where were you going today? Do you know that I was worried all day long?" Mingkong stopped crying, and Ye Yu also raised his face. He raised his hand and slapped Mingkong's butt.

"I went to Shuiyue Temple." Mingkong pouted, and she didn't forget to cover her butt with one hand.

Could it be that the intention of becoming a monk tomorrow is not dead? Ye Yu decided to go back and continue to create human beings later.

"Senior Xuankong's dantian was destroyed. Now she has become a completely disabled person. She will never be able to practice martial arts in this life; there is still Jing..."

"Dantian is destroyed?" Ye Yu felt a little surprised, "If you dare to bully me tomorrow, it's a good idea to be a good deal if you don't die."

"You are not allowed to attack your senior sisters in the future, otherwise... or others..." Mingkong couldn't say anything.

"You... are you Mingkong Xuannv?" Xiao Lian walked out of the darkness. Looking at the intimate posture of the two, a little unnatural flashed in her eyes.

Seeing Xiao Lian, Mingkong suddenly remembered the days when he was a "guest of honors", but now he is dressed like this. He is so embarrassed to think about it. She couldn't help but bury her head in Ye Yu's arms and act as an ostrich...

"Tomorrow, the man waiting for you in bed."

I sent Xiao Lian home first. Ye Yu came in with Mingkong on his back. It was already late at night. Thinking of the man in black's powerful martial arts, Ye Yu felt it was necessary to go and see his mother and the others.
Chapter completed!