"Ten thousand copies?!" Cheng Ziyi took a breath and looked at Zhao Ziyue with an incredible look on her face.

"Cough cough..." As if he realized that he had missed his mouth, Zhao Ziyue coughed twice and said, "It's just a casual look and browse it, and anyone can do it." Cheng Ziyi seemed to see that Zhao Ziyue didn't want to bother about this matter, so she stopped asking questions.

"Okay, my stomach doesn't hurt anymore, you..." Cheng Ziyi said to Zhao Ziyue with a shy look on her face.

"It's okay, I don't feel tired." Zhao Ziyue said very enthusiastically: "When I was young, I raised a little flower dog. Every time he had diarrhea, I would rub it and it would be fine in a few days."

"Zhao Ziyue! Believe it or not, I will kill you!" Cheng Ziyi's eyebrows were raised and her face was chilling.

Look at my pig's head, I don't have any pot to lift. Isn't this a shame? I still have the face to put on the girl's skin and white belly. Zhao Ziyue moved his hand away reluctantly, and suddenly leaked into the air from her watery skin. Zhao Ziyue's heart was confused.

Cheng Ziyi retied her clothes and sat down again. Hey? Her stomach didn't hurt anymore. She couldn't help but look at Zhao Ziyue's eyes, with a hint of warmth on her face, and said, "Thank you."

"No need to thank you. I have always been obliged to share the worries and problems of the beauty." Zhao Ziyue said, his expression was even more saint than a saint. But in his heart, he was still savoring the smoothness on the girl's belly.

"Sit down, I'll drive." Cheng Ziyi said and then went to wear a seat belt.

"Wait!" Zhao Ziyue's pupils contracted sharply, and he patted Cheng Ziyi's slender and round thighs with one hand and said, "Sit in the car, don't come out." By the way, he added: "Don't ask why!" As he said that, he pushed open the car door and walked out.

With a backflip, Zhao Ziyue landed steadily on the roof of the car without making any sound. He took out a cigarette and lit it. Facing the night wind, the black windbreaker blew and his hair was blown to the back of his head. Zhao Ziyue felt that he was handsome, elegant, and handsome, and so cool.

"Come out! Don't hide anymore!" Zhao Ziyue said lightly. The voice drifted far away, but Cheng Ziyi was sitting in the car but could hear it very clearly.

In the night wind, a leaf floated down from the tree next to it.

A black figure appeared next to the car at some point.

A black cloak, a black robe, and a black hat on his head, with a black veil hanging on the edge of the hat. The moment the man in the black robe appeared, a faint aura swept over. Sitting in the warm wind, Cheng Ziyi still shivered - it was so cold!

Jumping off the roof of the car, Zhao Ziyue sucked the cigarette silently, squinted his eyes, and looked at the man in black robe in front of him. The two were only ten meters away, but this murderous aura spread out and pointed directly into the hearts of the people.

The two of them looked at each other silently, without any intention of speaking.

Suddenly, the man in the black robe moved, and he walked in front of Zhao Ziyue with two steps. His body soared into the air. In the air, a sharp voice came: "Electricity Poisonous Dragon Drill!" The man in the black robe rotated rapidly in the air, rolling up a strong wind, and the fallen leaves on the ground were flying everywhere. While rotating, his whole body was concentrated on one point - his right foot.

"Puff!" Zhao Ziyue almost squirted. This guy probably watched too much of "Dragon and Tiger Gate", so why did he move out all the electric poisonous dragon drills? But after spraying for a long time, he didn't spray out a single rice grain. Then he remembered that he only drank tonight, where did he eat? He sprayed again and then sprayed out the wine. No, the wine he drank tonight was very expensive, and he had to urinate even if he wanted to come out. He must not spray it out, and he could not waste it.

At this time, the drill bit of the "Electric Poisonous Dragon Diamond" had already arrived at Zhao Ziyue's face, and the fierce wind blew Zhao Ziyue's hair. However, Zhao Ziyue was calm and thought to himself that you didn't have a little Poisonous Dragon Diamond? Look at my golden bell cover iron cloth shirt.

He closed his hands together, and an invisible force protected Zhao Ziyue's whole body, making the strong wind unable to blow in at all. He waved his palms at the rapidly rotating drill bit (the right foot of the man in the black robe). The man in the black robe's body was pushed out ten meters away, and with a bang, it landed on the ground, with a numb toe.

The man in black changed slightly.

After two more slippers, the man in black rushed over again, his body jumped up gently, and saw black feet flying all over the sky, covering the sky and attacking Zhao Ziyue.

"Foshan's shadowless foot!" Another sharp voice came.

This time, Zhao Ziyue heard it clearly. It was a ventral speech. The man in black robe could speak ventral speech. Obviously, the sound of the "electricity poisonous dragon drill" just now was also spoken by him in ventral speech.

The overwhelming soles of feet had already hit, and Zhao Ziyue was not panicked. He held the cigarette in one hand and gently spit out a mouthful of smoke. He bent his body slightly, and his right leg was lightning attacking, and he shouted in his mouth: "Invincible mandarin duck legs!"

There were no extra moves, and the seemingly understatement of the leg, he actually found the real leg in the shadows of the legs all over the sky.

With a "click", the legs collided. Zhao Ziyue stood still, like a rock, but the man in black took five steps backwards before he stood firm. One leg hurt so much.

He shook his legs hard, and the man in black bent and attacked again, but this time it was silent. It seemed that he had learned from his mistakes and rushed to Zhao Ziyue, with his right fist into a claw, and he directly grabbed Zhao Ziyue's face. His legs suddenly rose up silently, thinking about Zhao Ziyue's abdomen. With the strong wind, a faint low roar came.

When Zhao Ziyue saw that it was the "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand" that had been lost in the world for a long time. The "Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand" is the most outstanding skill in Shaolin, as the name suggests. It comes from Shaolin and is almost as famous as the Yijin Jing passed down by the ancestor Dali. However, it is said that when the Japanese invaded China, Shaolin was burned. Since then, many of Shaolin's unique skills have been lost. I didn't expect that I could see it here today. Zhao Ziyue also felt his bloodline angry. He hadn't fought happily for a long time, and the little baby in his crotch was almost crazy.

It was a time to say it, then! The right claw with the cold wind had already attacked in front of him. Zhao Ziyue tilted his head slightly, flashed through the iron claws, and stretched his left hand, and brushed his hand at the man in black's pulse. At this time, the man in black's pulse had also attacked. Zhao Ziyue stood there, exerted force under his feet, and his body rose into the air without warning. His left hand gave up the man in black's pulse, and his body was in the air. One foot kicked the man in black's chin, and the other foot swirled.

He kicked the man in black hard in the chest. The man in black missed a blow, leaned back and almost pressed his back to the ground. He almost avoided Zhao Ziyue's sharp feet, slapped one hand on the ground, without looking back, his feet and head, and his body flew towards Zhao Ziyue in the air. Zhao Ziyue was in the air, kicking his body with both feet and without using external forces, and he flew hollowly, just avoiding the shells behind him like flying.
Chapter completed!