Mu Rourou gently moved the lotus steps, walked to the bed with charm, unbuttoned Hu Qingpeng's mute hole, stroked his face with slender fingers, and smiled: "Young Master Hu, don't be afraid, I will serve you well! I want you to taste the taste of being ecstatic and dying, and become a real man, so that this life will be worthwhile!"

Hu Qingpeng said angrily: "Witch, take your dirty hands away! Let me tell you, I want to vomit when I see you, a third-rate guy like you, who is old and ugly. Get out of here!"

Mu Rourou's face turned cold, and she slapped him four times in the face, sneering: "Blind little bastard, you can play whatever you want! If you dare to speak rudely, I will cut your tongue first!"

Hu Qingpeng's cheeks swollen, and he still shouted unyieldingly: "You vicious and shameless woman, kill me if you have the guts. What's the point of torture like this!"

Mu Rourou laughed angrily: "What a stubborn personality! It's stronger than the cartilage that my aunt caught a few days ago. Do you think that if you anger me, you can die quickly? I won't let you do it! Hehe, my aunt's bed is incredible, and it's your blessing to die on my belly. After I sucked all your Yuanyang, I will chop you up and feed it to the dog, so as not to waste your good flesh."

Hu Qingpeng couldn't help but chill and gritted his teeth and said, "You, you are simply not a human being!" He lamented in his heart, why is he so unlucky? If he died on this woman, wouldn't it be a shame for the Hu family? What kind of face would he have to meet his ancestors of the Hu family after his death? He wanted to break open the sealed acupoint, but he could not succeed within a moment.

Mu Rouru smiled charmingly and said, "Yes, I am a witch, of course I am different from a mortal!" After saying that, he turned around twice and the tight clothes on his body cracked silently and slid down under her feet. A snow-white, flawless, mature and plump ** was exposed to the air - making people excited.

For the first time in his life, Hu Qingpeng faced a woman who was completely slutty at such a close distance. He felt dizzy and dry mouth. A heat current rushed straight from his dantian. His lower body suddenly became as hard as iron, and he pushed his trousers up a high tent.

Mu Rourou smiled proudly and said, "Good boy, do you want to get along with your sister now?" As he said that, he reached out to hold his body. His heart trembled and he blurted out, "Good baby!"

Hu Qingpeng bit his tongue hard, and came back from the sea of ​​desire with severe pain. He was both ashamed, angry and annoyed. He actually reacted to this witch who could do his best! He knew that the other party wanted to use the secret method to absorb his own Yuanyang through the art of intercourse between men and women. In order to save his life, he must not be tempted by the other party's beauty. His heart moves at will, and immediately recited the "Heart Sutra of Prajna Paramita" silently: "When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practices deep Prajna Paramita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty and overcomes all sufferings. Shariputra, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is emptiness, emptiness is color, emptiness is color. The feeling, thinking, action and consciousness are also like this..." Every time he recites silently, the passionate blood in his body calms down, and the thoughts of emotions and desires retreat like a tide.

Mu Rourou felt the treasure in her hand quickly shrink and shrink, and was shocked and angry. Hu Qingpeng's eyes were as clear as water, and the Buddha's light appeared faintly on his face, like a monk who had attained enlightenment, which made people dare not violate the devil. She relaxed her hand and sneered, "It's interesting! You have actually practiced the Buddhist secret method of meditation, which is beyond my expectations."

Hu Qingpeng smiled slightly and closed his eyes. Hearing the sounds of various animals crawling around the courtyard, he also felt a faint murderous aura. And this murderous aura was actually hidden under him! Hu Qingpeng's heart was shocked, and there was someone under the bed! He opened his eyes and looked at Mu Rourou's expression carefully, and she seemed to know this secret.

Mu Rourou listened to the increasingly fierce collision sound of the neighboring room, and his expression became anxious. He took out a longan-eye-sized pill and forced it into Hu Qingpeng's mouth. The pill melted in his mouth, like a stream of fire falling straight down his dantian. Hu Qingpeng said in surprise: "What are you feeding me?"

Mu Rourou smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't feed you the poison of intestines. Auntie can't wait. This is the 'Dragon and Tiger Vajra Pill' that can regain your strength. This time, I see if it's your Buddhist secrets or my powerful aphrodisiac."

Hu Qingpeng was about to cry without tears. Could it be that he could not escape this disaster? His mind changed rapidly and he said to Mu Rourou seriously: "Listen, someone wants to kill you!"

Mu Rourou was stunned and laughed: "There are more than a thousand people who want to kill me, so how can you use you to remind me?!"

Hu Qingpeng said slowly: "I mean, someone wants to kill you in this room."

Mu Rourou leaned down and stared at him, sneering: "Are you pretending to be mysterious? Just because you want to kill me too? Stop dreaming!" He thought he was talking nonsense and exaggerating.

Hu Qingpeng said, "Why should I lie to you? The killer hides in..." Before he finished speaking, murderous aura suddenly burst out, and a ray of black light suddenly flew out from under the bed like a deadly meteor, stabbing at Mu Rourou who was standing by the bed.

Mu Rourou was caught off guard and could not have imagined that there was an enemy under the bed, and his whole body was so naked that there was no weapon to resist. In the moment of murderous aura and his body, he instinctively jumped behind him, and his wrist trembled lightly at the same time, and shot the silver bracelet as a hidden weapon at the opponent. But when he saw a black light flashing, he split the bracelet into four pieces, and stabbed her right leg mercilessly, blood splattered. Mu Rourou screamed and fell to the ground, exclaiming: "Flower ghost, save me!" Suddenly his chest cooled down and was nailed to the ground by a long sword.

Hu Qingpeng looked closely and saw that the person who attacked was handsome, pale skin, and a pair of black eyes as deep as a cold pond, hiding endless pain and murderous aura. His thin figure looked lonely and lonely, and his whole body was wrapped in black clothes, like a quick black panther. The man quickly pulled out the black sword from Mu Rourou's chest, raised the tip of the sword, cut off her right ear, put it in his arms and put it away. Mu Rourou's limbs twitched, and blood was like a spring in the wound, and he was in awe on the spot.

At this moment, a loud bang, mud and stones flew, and a big hole appeared on the wall. The Yang Yaogong Ichiho, who was full of thirst, held a copper hammer and jumped into the room from the entrance of the cave. His lower body was still stained with virgin blood. He saw Mu Rourou lying in a pool of blood, his eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted angrily: "Oh, you dare to kill my woman, go to death!" He swung the two hammers and attacked the swordsman in black.

The black-clad swordsman jumped to the edge of the bed, slapped Hu Qingpeng with his left palm, and his internal strength was everywhere, unbuttoning the sealed acupoints for him, and said coldly: "Join together, otherwise you will die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the copper hammer slammed into the wind. The black-clothed swordsman flashed horizontally and raised his sword toward his opponent's throat. Hu Qingpeng rolled out of bed, wielding his sword to cut off Gong Yixiong's feet. Although it was the first time the two of them cooperated, the swords were combined with the wall and attacking up and down, and they were actually quite good.

Gong Yixiong was attacked by two people at the same time. His sword energy was very cold. He knew that the opponent was using swords. He was shocked and forced to stop and retreat. This time, his energy returned to his body and he couldn't help but spit out blood.

The swordsman in black took the opportunity to jump out of the window. Hu Qingpeng did not dare to be negligent, so he followed him out. The two of them jumped onto the wall and ran out of the courtyard.

In the darkness, whistles were heard everywhere. A dark shadow flashed not far away, and five or six masters jumped onto the roof and rushed towards him like a night owl. Hu Qingpeng looked at the other party's skills from afar. Each of them had the level of the Yin and Yang demons. The person in the leader was even more powerful. Even though his eyes were more than ten feet apart, he still did not dare to look at each other. Hu Qingpeng complained in his heart, where is this place? How could there be so many masters? It would be difficult for them to reach the sky if they wanted to avoid the pursuers behind them!

The swordsman in black obviously came prepared, calmly took out a few projectiles and threw them out fiercely on both sides. The fire flashed when the projectiles fell, and several fire heads burned at the same time. They were swept by the wind and immediately connected into one piece. The smoke rolled. He watched several houses swallowing up and blocking the enemy's pursuit route. Hu Qingpeng secretly admired him, and then made a move, paving the way out in advance, and not just fighting against the enemy. This is the secret to walking in the world!

The fire was burning, and most of the people in the mansion were busy lifting water to put out the fire, and the interception power was reduced immediately. The black-clothed swordsman specialized in walking to the place where there were fewer people, and he almost had no effort to break out of danger. Two or three blind eyes attempted to block him, and he cut them in half with one sword. Hu Qingpeng followed him and saw his fierce and neat killing method, he couldn't help but think of someone in horror. Could it be that they were their fellow disciples?

The two of them broke out of the mansion, and the swordsman in black rushed to the southwest without looking back, saying, "Let's go separately, don't follow me!"

Hu Qingpeng was stunned for a moment. Looking back, four masters broke through the fireworks and hurriedly returned the sword to the sheath, jumped to the ground, and ran towards the intersection in the east. As soon as he turned the intersection, he suddenly saw a figure flashing, and a person jumped off the roof facing the street, with a pretty face filled with frost and a cold expression. He turned out to be a witch-dressing phoenix! Hu Qingpeng said in surprise: "Why are you here?!"

Yi Wufeng complained, "Stop talking, it's all you!" Her body blew like the wind, sweeping towards the nearest alley. Hu Qingpeng had no time to think and followed her step by step.

As soon as the two of them rushed into the alley, they hid their eyes when they suddenly heard the strong wind in their ears. Two masters appeared on the roof of the tall building facing the street. Yi Wufeng immediately lowered her body and completely hid in the shadows in the corner of the wall, holding her breath and even closing her eyes gently. Hu Qingpeng followed her like that, lying beside her and did not dare to move. The night was deep, and only the sound of the wind and the swaying sound of the leaves alternated and soft.

The two suddenly lost Hu Qingpeng's traces, and stopped in a hurry at the same time. They looked at each other, but did not see any signs of flashing, nor did they hear the sound of light qigong breaking through the air. One of them said angrily: "Master, there is someone to answer the other party. You must hide in the nearby houses now. I'll dig them out!" The voice sounded like metal and iron, with extremely deep internal strength.

The other man pondered for a moment, and saw the black shadows in the distance jumping continuously. It was probably because the people in the city were alarmed by the fire and were rushing here to find out. He didn't want to expose his whereabouts early, and had a conflict with irrelevant people. He sneered and said, "No matter who you sent you, I missed today, I swear to take your life!" He raised his hand and slammed half of the building, which shocked the sleeping civilians around him to jump up and shout and scold.

The two of them jumped and disappeared into the mansion.

Yi Wufeng couldn't help but breathe when she heard the sound of the wind they were leaving, stood up straight, and saw Hu Qingpeng still lying on the ground, feeling angry, kicked him on the shoulder, and said angrily: "What are you doing? You can't get up and leave!"

Hu Qingpeng suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, and his throat made a low roar like a beast. He suddenly jumped up, opened his arms and hugged Yi Wufeng, and kissed her tender lips fiercely. The "Dragon Tiger Vajra Pill" he took was an extremely domineering aphrodisiac. The medicine was so fierce that even monks who practiced Zen and practiced as a meditation could not resist it, let alone his blood and energy was strong? At this time, the medicine was off, and he only knew that he wanted to find a woman to vent his desire. As for who this woman was, it didn't matter. He hugged the female body that was as soft as a soft woman, and the desire in his body was even more out of control.

Yi Wufeng didn't expect that he was so arrogant that he would dare to kiss her forcibly. She was hugged by a pair of strong and powerful arms. The man's hot and strong breath sprayed on his face, and he felt confused. When he woke up again, his cherry lips had fallen, and were licked and rubbed by the other party. A strange numb feeling swept across her body. She was ashamed and angry as she turned around and struggled, and she took off Hu Qingpeng's arms and hit his chest with a palm.

"Bang!" Hu Qingpeng was hit by a palm and flew back three feet, and blood was gushing out of his mouth, fainting.

Yi Wufeng spitted hard, then wiped her lips hard with her backhand. The murderous intent in her heart has never been so fierce for a moment. She has been guarding her body for more than 20 years, and no man has ever touched her body, let alone any further hugging and kissing. However, tonight, she was careless and took advantage of this bastard! If she didn't remove this pervert from the slut, how could she eliminate the hatred in her heart? She jumped to Hu Qingpeng and was about to kill him with one palm, but suddenly discovered a strange phenomenon. Her face turned red and her heartbeat continued.

Hu Qingpeng was lying on the ground with a red face because the aphrodisiac in his body was extremely domineering. Even in a coma, his hard and straight clone held his crotch high, which was very eye-catching.

Yi Wufeng's eyes turned, and she understood the reason why Hu Qingpeng suddenly became crazy. He was most likely forced to take powerful aphrodisiacs and lost control of his mind, so he did extraordinary behavior! He couldn't help but hesitate. Since the fault was not on him, should he still kill him to vent his anger? He hesitated for a moment, and heard the sound of people running closer and closer in the martial arts world. He bit his teeth and sighed: "Forget it, I will spare you this time and I will find a reason to kill you in the future!" He bent down and picked up Hu Qingpeng, and flew away like a light smoke.

The light was dazzling, and a warm feeling was slowly moving in his chest. Hu Qingpeng opened his eyes with difficulty, and saw a ray of sunlight shining down from the window, shining on his body, warm and enjoying it very warm. This was a strange room with blank walls and several simple pieces of peach wood furniture. The tables and chairs were spotless, and the sword of the shock was hung on the head of the bed. It was quiet outside the house, and occasionally the sound of birds chasing and the sound of water waves slamming on the shore.

Hu Qingpeng was wondering in his heart, where is this place? Why did he lie here? The scenes in his mind were full of scenes, and the scenes of last night flashed like lightning, and the last scene was blurred. I only remember Yi Wufeng's angry eyes and murderous eyes, and I couldn't remember anything else. He tried to move his body, but he felt a thrilling pain in his chest, and probably suffered serious internal injuries.

He barely sat up cross-legged, his heart was facing the sky, breathing and regulating his breathing, guiding the movement of the true qi, and repairing the damaged meridians bit by bit.

I don’t know how long it took, but the true qi flowed thirty-six times, and the injuries in the body were healed 70%, and the pain in the chest was almost unaware of. Hu Qingpeng slowly closed his breath and opened his eyes. He saw a girl in white sitting on the chair at the head of the bed, with her eyes as bright as a star. She was looking at herself curiously, and couldn’t help but be surprised, jumped out of the bed and asked, “Who are you? Where is this?”

The girl said generously: "Congratulations to Young Master Hu for his first recovery from his injury! I am Elder Yi's maid Xiaolan. This house is our temporary foothold in Zhuzhou. It is located on the west river of the city, which is very safe."

Hu Qingpeng said in surprise: "Is it Yi Wufeng who saved me?" He thought he was injured under her palm, but Xiaolan's meaning was exactly the opposite.

Xiaolan said unhappily: "Young Master Hu, please respect our elders! Even if you look down on my disciples of the Demon Sect, Elder Yi has saved you, so you shouldn't call him by his name!"

Hu Qingpeng blushed and said, "Miss Xiaolan has taught her a lesson. I know she was wrong. I would like to ask the girl, who was the one who was injured? Where is Elder Yi now?"

Xiaolan burst into laughter and said, "Young Master Hu, are you sleeping so hard that you can't even remember the enemy who hurt you? Ask me who will I ask? When Elder Trouble came back the night before yesterday, you were covered in blood, and..." His face suddenly turned red with shame, and glanced at Hu Qingpeng with a smile, and said, "Our elder has taken a lot of effort to stop the bleeding and 'detoxify' for you! Now she has gone out to investigate the movements of the Baiyun Sect's troops, and she is probably back in the evening."

Hu Qingpeng said in a lost voice: "The day before yesterday? Could it be that I was in a coma for a day and a night?"

Xiaolan nodded and said, "Yes!"
Chapter completed!