Infinite Heroes Seat

At this moment, Wang Yuyan in the attic was already blushing, with a wet dress on her chest. Although she tried to conceal her body, unfortunately, the more busy she became, the more mistakes she got. There were fewer and fewer hiding places, and a large area of ​​white snow. His skin was exposed, and it became more and more attractive.

Mo Wen had a secret praise in his heart. It is indeed the beauty who can be called the number one among the many beautiful dragons. Although I have seen it on the roof before, it is a different scenery when I look up close at this time. That beautiful face, exquisite figure, coupled with that white jade-like skin, without a trace of blemishes, is really fresh and refined, unlike a mortal. Especially at this time, the beauty was blushing, and the pear blossoms were tearful. It was like a fairy falling into the mortal world, adding a bit of temptation.

"Ah!" Seeing Mowen staring at herself, Wang Yuyan was ashamed and angry, and screamed harshly.

With tears in her eyes, she cursed loudly: "Any thief, don't watch! Don't watch! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

She was just a teenage girl. Seeing that Mo Wen was still staring at herself with interest, she kept moving her eyes from her face to her chest, and then swiping down again, and she cried out of grievance. "Cousin! Cousin! Where are you? Save Yuyan! Duan son! Duan son!..."

But he was already incoherent, and I don't know what he was talking about.

Listening to Wang Yuyan's **** voice, Duan Yu finally couldn't help it, and suddenly shouted: "Enough! Enough! I said, come down!"

Mo Wen smiled, and jumped from the attic when he turned over.

Then I saw Duan Yu staring at him with fire, as if he wanted to eat his flesh.

Mo Wen didn't care about it. He smiled and said, "Please tell me, Master Duan."

Duan Yuqing suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "As long as you promise to let Miss Zai and Wang. Don't hurt my two hairs, I will give you the sword spectrum of the Six Meridian Sword."

"Yes." Mo Wen agreed almost without thinking, but no one knew how he thought about it in his mind.

Duan Yu frowned, glanced at Mo Wen, and then began to scour his sword book, "Guan Chongjian, take the'Shaoyang Sanjiao Meridian of Hand'. Zhen Qi flows from the Dantian to the acupoints on the shoulders and arms, with the same Qing Leng. Yuan goes to the courtyard in the elbow, and goes down to Sanyangluo, Waiguan, Yangchi, Zhongzhu, and Yinyemen. It condenses the true energy and shoots from the'Guanchong' point of the ring finger, Shaoshang sword... ...."

Mo Wen listened intently, while secretly surging in his heart. While thinking.

The effort of a meal. Duan Yu recites all the scores of the Six-Medition Divine Sword, and then coldly looks at Mo Wen.

"Your Excellency, the sword book has been memorized, should you let me wait?"

Mo Wen shook his head, "Master Duan, let's memorize it twice, it's not good to remember."

Duan Yu's expression changed, and then he said nonchalantly: "Okay. Then I'll recite it twice, but I hope you won't make excuses anymore."

Now it started to surge again.

Mo Wen listened. I just feel that the second pass is the same as the first pass. It should be the real sword spectrum, not Duan Yu's random changes, but for the sake of safety, I should immediately start practicing according to the meridians said in the sword spectrum.

With another cup of tea, Duan Yu memorized the sword book twice, and then looked at Mo Wen.

But seeing that Mo Wen closed his eyes at this time, his face was red and white, knowing that he was practicing martial arts on the sword spectrum, and his face changed immediately, his expression was constantly changing, with both fear and expectation. Feelings.

Then it was another stick of incense, Mo Wen suddenly opened his eyes, and ‘Wow! With a sound, spit out a mouthful of blood.

Then he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and suddenly raised his head, looking at Duan Yu with a grim look.

With a kick, Mo Wen kicked him to the ground, stepped on his chest, and said viciously: "Master Duan, I am not dead, are you very disappointed? You are so courageous, you dare to take fakes. Jianpu lie to me! Do you really think I can't kill?"

Duan Yu was secretly shouting badly in his heart. He thought that a sword score could be fooled by only changing one or two places, and it could survive this period of time without any help, but he did not expect that Mo Wen would be bold. If he just started to cultivate, wouldn't he be afraid of getting caught up in a hurry?

However, he still yelled unwillingly: "What I gave you is the true sword spectrum, but you can't practice it. Six-channel magic sword is not so easy to practice. In the past few years, my Dali Duan family has never practiced it. It's done."

Mo Wen gave a sneer, really when he didn't know anything? None of the Duan Clan in Dali practiced because they lacked internal strength. Duan Yu could practice it in a little more than a night. He didn't know that the internal strength of Duan Yu was almost the same. Isn't it difficult to even practice a sword book?

He didn't refute immediately, but glanced at Duan Yu, a smile broke out at the corner of his mouth, and he flew directly into the attic.

"You, don't come here!" Seeing Mo Wen walked up again, Wang Yuyan suddenly shrank back, hiding in the haystack.

Duan Yu was also anxious when he saw this, and kept yelling at Mo Wen.

It's a pity that I can't hear it but turned a deaf ear to Wang Yuyan's chin and kissed her forcibly. At the same time, a big hand was also pressed on a breast, and she squeezed it forcefully.

"Woo, stop! Ah!—"

Wang Yuyan struggled immediately, but unfortunately she had the sorrow of the breeze in her body. How could she have that strength, she was immediately taken advantage of by Mo Wen, and her little mouth was pierced into it by her long tongue, and she sucked it in.

Duan Yu couldn't see the situation above from below, but Wang Yuyan's cry made him feel like a knife.

At the moment, he didn't care much, and shouted: "Alright! Alright! I tell you the real swordsmanship, please don't hurt Miss Wang, come down!"

Wang Yuyan's cry continued for a while, and Mo Wen walked down from the top without hesitation.

Licking his tongue, he smiled evilly, "Master Duan, I hope you better remember this time, otherwise I can hardly guarantee that Miss Wang will be the perfect body, after all, this kind of beauty will also be tempted underneath. of."

Duan Yu's face became stiff, and he carried a sword score that was even more wrong, causing the **** to go crazy and die, but he was worried that he would be seen directly by the other party.

As if aware of the thoughts in his mind, Mo Wen sneered and said: "I advise Young Master Duan not to make a mistake that is more outrageous. Although I am not proficient in all martial arts in the world, those outrageous things can still be seen. Yes, and this young man has a wonderful skill, even if he gets into trouble, he is only seriously injured. Of course, if Mr. Duan doesn’t believe it, he can give it a try, but as long as he doesn’t die, then Miss Wang will follow the surname Mo today. !"

Seeing Mo Wen's icy eyes, Duan Yu felt cold, and didn't dare to make any more troubles, so he honestly carried the True Sword Book.

Half an hour later, I saw an invisible sword energy shoot out from Mo Wen's hand, and suddenly shot a small hole out of the wall of the mill.

"Well, your Excellency can let me and Miss Wang go now!" Looking at Mo Wen's fingers, Duan Yu's face was particularly ugly.

Mo Wen was silent, and pointed his finger at Duan Yu's head in a different direction.

As if he had guessed the result a long time ago, Duan Yu's expression changed for a while, but at the end he sighed slightly, "It's not a pity to die in the lower body, but I beg you to spare Miss Wang. He is the cousin of Mr. Murong, and you don't want to. Provoke such a master as Nan Murong!"

Then he raised his head and looked at the attic again, "Miss Wang, I wish you and Mr. Murong have a good relationship for a hundred years. I only hope that when your children and grandchildren are full, you can remember what you did today. Then you will die in Xia. ."

Just bow your head and wait to die.

"Master Duan!"

Wang Yuyan in the attic also cried secretly. Although it was the first time I met today, and his first impression of Duan Yu was not good, it was after all that he sacrificed his life many times to save his life and betrayed his home. It is somewhat sad to pass on swordsmanship.

There was a sneer when Mo Wen saw this, this kid still missed the woman he had booked even when he died. Originally, he wanted to give Duan Yu a joy in his plan, but this **** didn't know what was good or bad and dared to make up a fake sword book to deceive him. If it weren't for the heroic body, he might have been sullied to death. How could he be so cheap? ! Besides, he had a good idea just now.

The fingers moved down slightly, and an invisible sword aura shot out.

Duan Yu only felt a pain in his dantian and fainted when his eyes went dark.

"Master Duan!" Wang Yuyan whispered, turning his head unbearably.

However, Mo Wen sneered and said: "Don't worry, he is not dead yet, I just abolished his dantian."

"However, I'm not sure if he will think it would be better to be dead today." (To be continued...)

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