Xin Yue kicked the man in the heart with all his strength and kicked the man to the big pillar on one side. The man immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

After doing all this, she felt like she was dead, falling softly to the ground. She felt extremely uncomfortable all over, and even her consciousness was gradually blurring...

Her whole body was soft and hot…heater than before…

Her hands were no longer under control, and she was trembling and wanted to untie her clothes. She was so hot that she had to take off all the constraints to feel comfortable...

A man walked up and kissed coldly on her face. This time she didn't have any refusal to refuse at all. Instead, she felt particularly comfortable. She was about to follow her senses...

Xin Yue inserted his hand into the man's clothes on the man's chest and let the man do his hands on her. The effect of the medicine has reached its peak, and she let out a wave of charming cry unbearable.

"Ah...so hot..."

The man's kiss fell on Xin Yue's naked shoulders. The rough warrior seemed to not know how to cherish the fragrance and jade, and vented the beast. Xin Yue frowned in pain. Her spiritual platform suddenly became clearer. She looked at her half-exposed upper body on her chest and the man pressing on her and was quickly taking off her pants. The blood around her seemed to be about to solidify, and her eyes were terrifyingly cold.

She shouted, "Let me go!" She had lost control and used Chinese, regardless of whether these people could understand or not, but just resisted in her own way.

Her restlessness aroused the man's rage. The man grabbed her hair and slapped her two big slaps. The pain made Xin Yue wake up a lot. She stared at the man in front of her, and then kicked him under the crotch with a lightning speed.

Fresh blood splatters!

The man covered his lower body with a scream, rolling on the ground in pain. Xin Yue's eyes suddenly emitted a sense of hostility. She quickly picked up the samurai sword that the man put on the ground when he took off his pants, pointed the long sword at the remaining four men in front of him. His eyes were sharp and as cold as lightning. The sword in her hand was sharp and the light was shining.

In just a few seconds, Xin Yue felt a numb and hot feeling coming from his heart. Damn, Miao Ben's medicine is very effective. How could she use this weak body to deal with the four martial arts men in front of her?

Although Japanese martial arts adhere to etiquette, they are actually vicious and vicious, because when the Japanese compete, the loser must commit suicide by brutally separating himself, so both sides are willing to fight with everything. Over time, they have formed the characteristic of Japanese martial arts being strong and fierce, pursuing the ultimate speed!

The samurai, led by Izumi, have a strong body and long breathing. At first glance, they are experts in martial arts. It would be fine if she didn't take Miao Ben. She might be able to subdue them with her superb special forces skills, but now, her whole body is so soft that she can't even hold the sword. How can she have a chance to win?

Xin Yue tried hard to sort out his clothes, and he repeatedly thought in his mind that he would not be humiliated by these people, and he would not be able to do so.

That fool Chu Zhiling...he felt uncomfortable.

He thinks she is strong, he thinks she is pure, he treats her as if she is a baby, how can she give her body to others?

The two men rushed towards Xin Yue first. Xin Yue tried hard to lift the knife, jumped three steps, and chopped one of the men's ears. As soon as the man avoided, Xin Yue's eyes flashed and kicked the man's thigh with a powerful whip in Taekwondo to the position of the man's thigh where the bones were in danger. The sound of the broken bones kept ringing. Xin Yue watched the man land, and held the man's hand with a curled lips, but he grabbed the man's hand, and took the man's arm upwards and removed the man's arm!

Fast, ruthless, accurate! Xin Yue's actions are overwhelming.

As it turns out, when a person's thoughts reach the peak, all stressful movements burst out naturally. Xin Yue waved the long knife in his hand, thinking in his mind that if he succeeded in self-rescue, he must pounce on Chu Zhiling's arms and scream.

You must make a fuss to death, saying, it’s all the bad peach blossoms you mess with, it’s all the bad peach blossoms you mess with, I won’t be willing to die if I don’t peel Miko Taze and get cramps!

Xin Yue fought hard, but he refused to stop for a moment. In the huge warehouse, the candlelight shone with sword shadows and blood splashed, and it was impossible to tell who it was.

Xin Yue's body could no longer hold on. The original desire was in every inch of skin and even every inch of bones and clamor. Xin Yue held the ground with his sword so that he would not fall down.

Suddenly, a cold wind came from behind her. The skills trained by the special forces made Xin Yue's body react before consciousness. Xin Yue's waist flashed and she quickly avoided it. She knew that her chances of victory were getting smaller and smaller, so she stepped back step by step.

Several men did not intend to let her go, and they chased her relentlessly and fiercely. Xin Yue looked at the sword in his hand, and a rapid sharp edge flashed in his eyes. Then she picked up the knife without hesitation and stabbed her thigh hard!

She must remain sober. Even if she dies, she cannot die in a vague way under these men!

She drew a very deep mark on her thigh, and blood flowed through her light blue skirt, and her head was still not awake enough. She used a sword to stab a long mark on her leg again.

The whole person was twitching in pain. Xin Yue held back the pain and looked at the men in front of him, but saw that the men did not move, their eyes were filled with shock.

In their eyes, women should be delicate and delicate. How could they be so powerful and tenacious?

Xin Yue's body was covered with scars of all sizes, and almost no part of her skin was intact. She looked so thin, with a small face as big as a palm, thin arms and legs, and her neck seemed to be broken by a slight pinch. She seemed to be so fragile that she could be vulnerable.

But it was such a seemingly fragile thin woman who used her will to break through the effects of Miaoben's medicine again and again, falling down again and again, and then stood up again and again. Now she was even able to make such a heavy scar on her thigh. Is she so tough by nature or is she trying to protect something?

What they didn't know was that Xin Yue's mind was never as simple as ever. She just remembered a long time ago on a deserted island. The gentle and handsome man turned his head and smiled at her: "Build a house for the wife."

The sun was really good at that time, and he was there to knock and beat, for their house and their home.

How great it is to have a home.

So what she remembered at this time was not the promise he had agreed to take care of her for life, nor any scene where he kissed her and hugged her, but just a simple sentence to build a house for his wife.

So now, I persist not because she is strong, but because she has no choice but to fight, for the man who walked into her heart silently, for the man who was bullied and hurt by her, foolishly said that she liked her.

For...her man.
Chapter completed!