The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 66: Gathering in Sidi (1)
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In Feiyue Valley, on the street, after Lan Lan slapped her face, she unhurriedly pointed at the middle-aged man with a distorted face in front of the high tower gate of Haoyue Kingdom Chamber of Commerce.
"Come in, I have a deal, and I want to do it with you Haoyue Guochao."
"Of course, you can refute my face, but I want to remind you that my dear grandfather is Lan Ruo."
Lan Ruo, the Supreme Patriarch of the Supreme Dharma Gate, the current head of the Lan family, and a direct descendant of the holy man of the Eight Classics.
From Hao Wuyou to Hao Wuyou, all the people in the Haoyue Kingdom were silent, and no one dared to speak. If the Haoyue Dynasty was a Chaopin Dynasty, they might still have the confidence to argue with Lan Lan a little bit, but his Haoyue Dynasty was only a first-rank country, even if it was the first-rank power in the first-rank country, compared with As far as the Saint family is concerned, they are also ants.
It is nothing more than a stronger ant, nothing more. But ants are ants after all.
In the crowd, Mo Tianchou looked at Lan Lan and Yin Xuege thoughtfully. Originally, he came to Scarlet Moon Valley following Lan Lan's footsteps. But now, he saw a good scene, but he didn't want to show up.
The pursuit of Lan Lan is a long-term, complicated, and lengthy project, and Mo Tianchou has enough patience.
A quarter of an hour later, a flying boat left Feiyue Valley. Yin Xuege and others stood at the bow of the boat. Jingming and Youer embraced and cried loudly, for the sake of the dead clansmen, and even more for the future of those clansmen who survived. more difficult life.
"The moss marks are on the upper level... ink?"
"Can I have a drink...?"
Miao Tianjie, who had dozens of broken bones, was lying on the bed, his body wriggling like a caterpillar.
Holding a folding fan with his barely movable right hand, Miao Tianjie fanned the wind lightly, reciting poems in an arty manner.
The corners of his eyes were pulled violently, and he tried his best to look in the direction of the door from the corner of his eyes. He looked eagerly, as if he was looking forward to something. He stretched the corners of his eyes so hard that his face convulsed.
The flesh on Miao Tianjie's face was trembling, and on Miao Tianjie's forehead, a cyan bump the size of a baby's fist was beating strangely.
This is the mark Qinglu left for him. In the morning, in order not to anger Lan Lan by Miao Tianjie's barking, Yin Xuege ordered Qinglu to knock Miao Tianjie unconscious.
The straightforward and simple Qing Li broke into Miao Tianjie's room with a wooden stick in his hand, and slapped him **** the forehead.
The pimple was very painful, and the pain caused Miao Tianjie's eyes to turn black. He moaned weakly, then gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.
"You little girl, you hit the back of your head with a sap, who has ever seen a sap hit your forehead?"
"Stupid and ugly, he deserves to never get married."
Yin Feifei crouched furtively in a bush, carefully watching several punishment hall disciples walking over slowly from a distance, carrying torture sticks. These Xingdian disciples were responsible for maintaining the order in the area where the inner disciples lived. Anyone caught committing crimes would be severely beaten.
When the figures of these punishment hall disciples disappeared, Yin Feifei let out a breath, and his chubby, round body with undulating flesh floated up lightly. With the help of Lvzong's resources, Yin Feifei successfully opened the acupoint a few days ago after taking a few pills exchanged for merit points.
His talent in body skills has been activated. Although he is now as fat as a ball lightning, which is enough to make all skinny people in the world feel ashamed to death, but his movements are light and silent, light and erratic, just like a legend. in the female ghost.
Tips stepped on the top of the bush, after a few dodges, without a single leaf falling, Yin Feifei rushed up to the wall of a house.
This house is only a few tens of feet away from Yin Xuege's small courtyard, which is the residence of the princess of a certain country who was severely beaten on the buttocks by the disciples of the Palace of Punishment that night.
At the moment, the house is quiet, and several maids are busy helping their master clean up the room in the front yard. Her Royal Highness and her followers either went to the lecture hall to listen to the cultivation experience of the sect seniors, or were completing various chores assigned by the sect.
Those maids are like green lotus, they are ordinary girls with a lot of strength. Yin Feifei sneakily jumped off the wall and ran into their backyard, but the maids didn't hear a single movement.
A few large painted-skinned parrots hanging under the eaves screamed 'cheeping', and a few lazy long-haired short-eared cats walked around under the parrot shelf, constantly making charming 'meowing' sounds .
Yin Feifei quickly rushed to the clothes drying rack in the backyard, and stuffed a lake-green apron into his sleeves. Then his fat and chubby body slowly flew up like a balloon, and lightly passed over the wall, over the treetops, over a narrow river, and slowly swept into Yin Xuege's house.
Yin Feifei, who walked lightly, smiled and waved to Qing Li who was squatting under the eaves sharpening his knife, and then rushed into Miao Tianjie's bedroom.
Qing Li raised her head, staring blankly at Yin Feifei's disappearing figure. She raised the kitchen knife in her hand and slashed fiercely at Yin Feifei's **** a few times.
"It's a pity that it's a big fat pig."
"Huh? After being beaten like a dead pig, you still have the energy to run around?"
While muttering, Qing Lu touched the edge of the kitchen knife with her fingers, wanting to see if it was sharpening fast. She was fascinated by thinking, thinking hard about what Yin Feifei did when he slipped out just now.
The single-minded Qing Li can never be distracted from doing things. She concentrated on thinking about Yin Feifei's whereabouts, and pressed her fingers heavily on the blade. The fast-sharpened kitchen knife sliced through Qing Li's finger, almost cutting off her finger.
"Ah, it hurts!"
Qing Li hissed miserably, and instantly put the question of 'what did Yin Feifei do? Desperately got into Yin Xuege's room, rummaged through boxes and chests to find trauma medicine powder for cutting fingers.
The kitchen knife with a lot of blood flew out in a whirl, and flew straight to the gate of the yard.
The door just opened, and Yin Xuege smiled and walked in with Jing Ming, Lan Lan and others. With a flash of cold light, the heavy kitchen knife slashed straight at his forehead, the blade was less than two feet away from his forehead.
"I rely on it!"
Yin Xuege was so frightened that her body trembled, and with a flicker of her figure, she avoided the whistling kitchen knife.
Behind him was the distraught Piao Jingming, who was gritting his teeth and holding Piao Ye'er's little hand. He also didn't notice the kitchen knife flying towards his face, the heavy knife flew past Yin Xuege's head, and chopped crookedly on his face.
The blade cut half an inch into the skin, and blood shot along the blade.
Lan Lan looked at the murderous kitchen knife with a pale face, stretched out her small hand and patted her heart lightly.
Who would have thought that at the gate of Yin Xuege's yard, someone would throw kitchen knives casually?
Who would have thought that the first-rank disciple of the Lvzong's inner sect, Yao Jingming, who had such a high cultivation base, would be distracted and not look around, and would be thrown out indiscriminately, slashed on the face by a kitchen knife that is neither fast nor strong? ?
From the corner of the left eye to the right chin, the kitchen knife straddles Jingming's originally tall and straight nose, and is laboriously embedded in his face.
Several of Jingming's followers exclaimed.
"Someone assassinated the prince, **** him!"
"My lord, my lord, are you okay?"
"Hurry up, hurry up and treat the prince. Pull out the kitchen knife first!"
There was chaos at the gate of the yard, which immediately startled Yin Feifei who had just walked into Miao Tianjie's bedroom.
With a guilty conscience, he let out an 'oh' voice, quickly opened the window and looked out, and when he saw that it was Yin Xuege and others who had returned, he immediately laughed out of relief, and raised the lake in his right hand. The green bellyband warmly greeted Yin Xuege.
"Boss, boss, are you back? Did you bring anything good?"
Under the bright sun, in the hands of a fat man with a face covered in white flesh, a lake-green apron that has reached the pinnacle of embroidery is fluttering in the wind. On the lake-green apron, two vivid colorful peacocks are shining in the sun. The feathers of the little peacocks are actually inlaid with extremely thin gemstones, so they are really dazzling in the sun.
Obviously, this thing cannot belong to a fat man.
Men don't wear bellybands.
Even if some superb men like to wear bellybands, the bellybands cannot be owned by a fat man like Yin Feifei. Because the bellyband is too small, I'm afraid it can't even cover his forearm.
The fat man smiled happily, and waved his arms vigorously and enthusiastically. The apron swayed and fluttered in the sun, reflecting the blurred light to its heart's content, and the two colorful peacocks seemed to come alive, dancing up and down with the waving of the apron.
Yin Xuege drooped her face, and turned her head hastily to look at Lan Lan, and the seven or eight female disciples of Mofeng Pavilion with distorted faces behind Lan Lan.
Yu Ye'er looked at the bellyband in horror, what kind of perverts are around Yin Xuege? Hiding in the room with a woman's bellyband in broad daylight, this scene is really thought-provoking.
Everyone around her is such a pervert, so what kind of pervert will Yin Xuege be?
Lan Lan took a deep breath. Her **** were already extremely majestic, and this deep breath revealed extremely exaggerated and charming curves.
"Shameless scum, especially shameless!"
Lan Lan let out a furious roar~IndoMTL.com~He breathed into thunder and his cultivation was undeniably prominent. A thunderstorm rose from the ground, and the piercing cold air was born out of thin air. The small building where Miao Tianjie lived was shattered, and Miao Tianjie and Yin Feifei flew up lightly in the gust of wind, like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.
They were spitting blood, spinning around, crying and screaming, and fell heavily to the ground.
With the sound of thunder, the lake-green apron in Fatty's hand was also blown to pieces by the thunder, turning into a wisp of blue smoke.
The dead fat man bounced violently on the ground a few times, he raised his head in tears, vomited blood, and pointed at Miao Tianjie and accused him loudly.
"It's none of my business. It's this **** surnamed Miao. He said he was bored lying on the bed alone, and wanted to find a woman's bellyband to have fun."
"He gave me ten taels of silver, he gave me ten taels of silver!"
"I was just lured by him with a lot of money, so..."
Just as Yin Feifei howled a few times, Miao Tianjie began to howl tremblingly. rs()