The girl in Tsing Yi was panting quickly, and she finally felt relieved when she arrived here. She was running hard enough just now, her heart was about to pop out of her throat, and now she was relaxed, and she almost sat down.

She propped her hands on her knees, and the sweat on her forehead rolled down like rain, and instantly sweated through her clothes, clinging tightly to her graceful body.

At this time, it was summer. She was n’t wearing much. Now her clothes are soaked, and she immediately outlines her uneven body. The proud peaks are soaring, the shape is beautiful, and the waist is thin. Next is the **** that is slightly tilted upwards, not big, but as round as a peach, and hooking!

The legs are slender and slender, the lotus feet are small and exquisite, and the slightly exposed ankles are as white as jade!

Seeing this seductive picture, the dozens of strong men all reacted indisputably, the crotch was raised high, and if he had a shameless face, he reached out and rubbed it.

"Sister, what a shame, brother just wants to play with you!"

"Zhang Xiu, what do you want to play with others?"

"Hey, naturally everyone likes it!"

"Don't be afraid, sister, we are not bad people, we just want to play a game with you!"

"We just want to teach you something, hey, things that will benefit you for life!"

These big men couldn't bear it anymore, they all started to tease the Tsing Yi girl in a rush.

The girl in Tsing Yi was unmoved. Her only hope now is that those people will deter the reputation of Zhou Heng's "Idol"! In fact, she didn't believe that a stone statue really had such a big effect, but now she is desperate, this is her life-saving straw.

"Don't put on Xiaolang goods. The chest is so big and the buttocks so strong, it must be one! Come here quickly. The brother has enough capital to ensure you do well!" A big man stared at the girl in Tsing Yi. The saliva gurgles.

It's so beautiful, let alone what he has played, I have never seen such a high grade!

Even Mrs. Qian's seventh aunt in the town is not so handsome-you must know that the seventh aunt is a red card in Wangchun Tower in the city. It was Qian Qian's life savings that he almost redeemed!

And who is Sanye Qian? Dignity gathering spirit realm too!

To be able to get on with this chick, isn't it better than Sanye Qian?

All the big guys have red eyes, men are only pursuing money, power and beauty in their lives, and the girl in front of them is the best, it is worth their lives to snatch!

"Boss, what idols are just hearsay of the villagers. It doesn't have to be true!" Said a big Han.

"Yes, yes, how could there be such a spiritual thing, so we can't miss this superb chick!" Said another.

The boss of this group is a slightly short-aged middle-aged man, with a large knife on his waist, his muscles knotted, and a sense of evil. He glared at the two and said, "Then you two go up first!"

"Boss—" The two men immediately faded, although it was a legend, it was not necessarily true. What if?

"Damn, I'm calling you up, do you dare to bargain with Lao Tzu?" The boss slaps two of them each, savagely.

"Yes, yes!" The two knew how moody their boss was. Everyone is going to kill! The two looked at each other and both walked forward cautiously, walking slowly. As if there were traps on the ground.

"Hurry up!" The boss behind yelled.

The two quickly stepped forward, five steps, ten steps, twenty steps. Nothing has changed!

Haha, the legend of what idol kills people is really false!

Those two were courageous. Accelerating at his feet, they all sneered at the Tsing Yi girl with a smile on their faces.

This boss is definitely enjoyed by the boss. Maybe the second and third bosses do n’t have their share. Such a superb boss can be a metal collector and exclusive to one person. Therefore, they can be frivolous when they hold each other. Touching the **** is making money!

The girl in Tsing Yi suddenly showed the color of death, these stunners still failed to scare!

She immediately thought of death, even if it was better than falling into this group of people and being humiliated!

She turned around and looked at the cliff. If she jumped from here, she would be a hundred!

"Oh!" A soft sigh sounded and lingered on everyone's heart.

"Who!" A dozen strong men shouted loudly, and the voice went straight to their hearts, making them panic.

"Isn't it embarrassing just now, why are you scared now?" Zhou Heng said. When the body moved, the dust on his body fell away, and the golden light swept away.

"God, idols are manifested!"

All the big men were horrified, which was too much space for them to imagine.

"Fake! It must be fake!" Or the boss was the most calm, and he pulled out the big knife at the waist. "This kid must be a man, pretending to be a ghost!"

"Yes, it's fake!" Others also cried, and in their subconscious they didn't want Zhou Heng to be a **** and ghost, which means that the legend is true, then they will be bad.

Zhou Heng laughed and said, "Of course I am a man!"

As soon as this sentence came out, those big men had a feeling of relief. Fortunately, they are people!

"Damn, dare to pretend to be a ghost and deceive Laozi, Laozi cut you!" A big man was anxious, immediately pulled out his waist with a sword, held his head high, and hacked at Zhou Heng.

"The sword walks lightly, you actually use it as a hatchet, not worthy of a sword!" Zhou Heng said casually, stretched out his finger, the man's sword suddenly flew out of his hand, and a silver stroke struck the mountain Light, instantly missing.

If the black donkey is here, it will definitely disdain Zhou Heng, because this guy does n’t know how many times the black sword was chopped and chopped as a hatchet, and he even blamed others with a righteousness. True story.

But those big guys were all foolishly shocked. What is there? A finger can make the sword dance away, which is really something that people can do?

Only the girl in Tsing Yi showed a surprise, she would never care how powerful Zhou Heng is, but the stronger the better!

"You, who are you?" The boss of the bandits asked in a trembling voice.

With Zhou Heng's current deity strength, a single thought can turn the mountains down and the sea evaporate. The reason why he still has to do it is habitual. After all, his cultivation speed is too fast, only in combat. Thinking about using the oracle.

"You deserve to ask who I am?" Zhou Heng glanced at him, and he hated the scum that insulted women!

Of course, bad guys do not distinguish between men and women, and some evil women should be bullied. This is another matter.

After being glanced at by Zhou Heng, the boss only felt cold-hearted, and fell to his knees on the ground with two clicks, his hands covering his neck, his face flushed.

He couldn't breathe.

"Self-injustice, you can't live!" Zhou Heng stood with his hands on his shoulders, his hair light, and the big men all fell to their knees, holding their necks with both hands, an invisible momentum that made them breathless!

They want to ask for mercy, but let them open their mouths so wide that they can't make a little sound, like a fish out of water, rolling their eyes.

But within a few minutes, these big men died of suffocation alive, ending their wicked lives.

With Zhou Heng's current level, naturally, they will not take the killing of these ants into mind, but with a little emotion, he is the second quasi-immortal, and will actually kill several people who have not even reached the third level of the refining body. Musha.

But the bad guys have no limit on their strength. Can they be let go because of their low strength?

Zhou Heng does not have such great ambitions to kill all the evil people in the world, but as long as he is hit by him, he will not let it go!

"Dare to ask heroes what to call them?" When Zhou Heng wanted to rise, the girl in Tsing Yi suddenly asked.

Zhou Heng turned his head to look at the young girl, with a graceful figure and handsome features, and was a good beauty. It's a pity, how can an ordinary beauty re-enter his lawful eyes, and her appetite should have been dreamed of by them, especially by confusing heaven!

Heroes?

Zhou Heng has been praised and scolded, but no one has ever called him a hero, which is quite new!

He smiled slightly and said, "I'm not a hero, but I just reached out and let go of your business. You don't need to take it to heart!"

"For benefactors, this is just a hand, but for young women, this is an unforgettable benevolence, and the heroes are requested to give their names!" The Tsing Yi girl insisted.

"Pingshui meets, I will soon go to another world, there will be no chance to meet again, so be it!" Zhou Heng stepped a bit, his figure rose into the air and danced for nine days.

"My name is Zhang Yuxin, and I will definitely find you!" Shouted the girl in Tsing Yi.

She didn't know if Zhou Heng heard it, her fists clenched, and Qiao's face was firm.

...

Zhou Heng certainly heard it, but how could he take it to heart, these days he doesn't know how many people he has helped, how can it be remembered one by one? He didn't do it to help in return.

Zhang Yuxin has a good name, but it's just a rush in his life and he won't have a chance to meet again in the future.

咻 ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ Zhou Heng urged the speed to the fastest. One year later, he now especially misses his relatives, friends, and his wife ... beautiful slaves.

Half a day later, Zhou Heng's body suddenly fell off and entered Fengling City.

He walked by, looking at the crowd around him with a sense of peace and joy.

The oracle still has one less calamity to enter the Three Calamities Zhunxian, and he still needs to experience life.

Although he was not fast, he came to Yuan's house after half an hour. Of course, he is no longer called Yuan's house now, but has become Zhou's house. The Zhao family did not settle here because Zhou Heng was afraid that Linghu's family would Kill the fairyland.

This week's government will also be abandoned after Zhou Hengfei's ascension to the immortal realm, leaving no clues to let others trace Zhou Heng's details.

"Uncle, why are you looking around here?" When Zhou Heng stopped at the gate and watched, he heard only the voice of Jiao Jiao. He turned around and saw a little girl, five or six years old, squatting on the ground holding a honey-stained tree branch to tease the ants.

Uncle? Is he uncle? Zhou Heng was dark. (To be continued ...)