After one move, the two of them stopped at the same time and no longer moved.

The courtyard under the moon also fell into silence, leaving only the enchanting singing voice floating outside the back wall:

"The long and long ropes are bent, and the eyebrows are dazzled~ I trembled and the willow waist is slender~..."

Linghu Qingmo's eyelashes were trembling, and suddenly she was hit. Her eyes were full of surprise, but soon she found something wrong - her chest was squeezed by her big hands...

?!

After reacting, Linghu Qingmo's eyes instantly turned into murderous intent!

Xie Jinhuan held his chest with his left hand, and his hand felt very good. He found that Miss Mo Mo's eyes seemed to be trying to eat people, so he quickly stopped:

"If you talk to each other, you will inevitably touch your body~..."

"You shameless little thief!"

As he finished speaking, Linghu Qingmo's face turned red. He held Xie Jinhuan's left hand and saw a blue and white light shining on his arm.

Thorny ~

Xie Jinhuan was pinched his wrists, as if he was sitting on an electric chair, and it was difficult to speak:

"You can't afford to lose money?"

Linghu Qingmo's cold cheek turned into a fire, and she wanted to slash the Dengtui who took advantage of her with one sword.

But she was indeed accidentally hit. If she fought life and death, she was already dead, so how could she have the chance to fight back here?

Linghu Qingmo's clothes were undulating, and her eyelashes were trembling with anger, but in the end she stopped the thunder control technique and responded with a red face:

"I came from a well-known family, how could I not afford to lose? As a martial artist, how could you use the thunder-bound sword to illuminate people?"

Xie Jinhuan was numbed, but the martial artist recovered in a flash:

"I said that I learned a lot. You are from Zihui Mountain, and are you afraid that I will use a short attack to get a long shot?"

Linghu Qingmo was speechless for a moment and thought about it and asked:

"Since it's a competition, you should stop. You are already in a sure win, so why not stop early?"

Xie Jinhuan said with confidence: "You are unharmed, and you are not counting on the spot? You are the direct inheritor of Zihui Mountain. Before the dust settles, how do I know if you have the magical powers of Xuanmen, which can change your shape and transform your shadow into virtuality?"

When Linghu Qingmo saw Xie Jinhuan touching her breasts, she blamed her for being poor and was so angry that she was so angry:

"When I have mastered the central gate, how can I turn the real into the virtual? How can you?"

Seeing that Linghu Qingmo didn't believe it, Xie Jinhuan did not argue, but spread his hands:

"Come on, pat me."

Linghu Qingmo was embarrassed and angry. Seeing this, he stepped forward without hesitation and slapped Xie Jinhuan with a palm:

Bang ~

The palm came out and the sound of a muffled sound was quite strong, and it was obviously mixed with personal grudges.

But Xie Jinhuan did not dodge the block, but moved his left foot back with his left foot, and caught the palm with his chest, carrying the powerful palm force, and his body followed the trend.

Dong--

The powerful qi and energy penetrated the body, but failed to explode and impact the lungs. Instead, it caused ripples visible to the naked eye in the chest, spreading along the chest and back, arms until it reached the left hand behind.

Bang—

The energy was vented, and the leaves flew behind, and the palm force collapsed into a fan-shaped open space, and the leaves were flying all over the yard!

But Xie Jinhuan was unscathed!

?!

When Linghu Qingmo saw this scene, his murderous cold eyes instantly widened!

After all, even though she didn't know the trick, she understood that Xie Jinhuan used a profound method similar to "removing hair", which wrapped up the energy that penetrated her body and removed the force behind her, but did not hurt her body. It seemed as if she was forced to fight a cow across the mountain.

Linghu Qingmo is the direct descendant of the head of Zihui Mountain. She has seen many martial arts masters in the royal palace, but she has never seen such a martial arts master before, and her eyes are deeply confused:

"What move is this?"

Xie Jinhuan was touched with her chest muscles, and she was not ashamed and angry as her eyes were like her disciples who had not been taught in the world. She explained seriously:

"This move is called 'Tilong Wujiu', one of the eight silver dragon styles. This move must be 'avoiding the edge and hiding the sharpness, qi moving the spirit and leveraging the force'. As long as I think about it, I can actually return this palm to you."

The shame and anger on Linghu Qingmo's face was gone, and there was only surprise and suspicion in his eyes, and he said intimidly:

Silver Dragon Eight Styles...

I haven't heard of it, such a domineering martial arts...

He is about the same age as me, how could his martial arts be so high?

Thinking of this, Linghu Qingmo asked again:

"Which school do you have to be a disciple of?

Xie Jinhuan actually felt that this martial art was figured out by himself, but the three years of progress made so much, it was really a bit bizarre to say, so I can only talk nonsense:

"The girl probably has never heard of Feng Ling Valley, going to the Hidden Immortal Lineage."

The Yinxian Sect is also a branch of the Taoist sect. It hides in mountains, rivers and lakes all year round, and does not come out of troubled times. No one dares to determine how many old predecessors are hidden inside.

Xie Jinhuan is so young but has such strength. It is indeed possible that he is from the Hidden Immortal Sect, but Linghu Qingmo had never heard of Feng Ling Valley and asked:

"Where is Fengling Valley?"

Xie Jinhuan made a secret look:

"I dare not let outsiders disturb my teacher's cultivation, I hope the girl will forgive me."

“…”

Linghu Qingmo knew the importance of the Yinxian lineage, so he did not ask the truth, and his eyes gradually became complicated.

Although she suffered a great loss, Xie Jinhuan could even "take the hair" and break the moves herself, so it was natural that she kept moving in front of her chest in her palm.

But in this case, wouldn’t she be beaten in vain today and her chest was touched in vain? Now, I still have to thank others for their advice?

Isn’t this a silly sweet person who is given to you for free?

Xie Jinhuan saw Linghu Qingmo with a cold temperament, his eyes kept changing, and he didn't move for a long time, and said:

"I'll touch your chest, you touched me for so long, we're even... Hiss~"

Before he finished speaking, he squeezed his white and jade hands on his chest, and his chest muscles changed shape between the green onion and white jade fingers.

Linghu Qingmo pinched the ruthless one and quickly took a few steps to lift his sword to protect his chest:

"Okay, you are better at your skills. You and I don't owe each other, so I'll say goodbye."

As he said that, he turned around and wanted to run away.

Xie Jinhuan rubbed his chest, and did not care about Linghu Qingmo's equal compensation. However, seeing that he wanted to leave, he still shouted:

"You wait."

Linghu Qingmo paused and looked alert:

"What else do you want?"

"Gu~"

Before Xie Jinhuan could speak, the coal balls landed in front of the bamboo basket containing fallen leaves, shaking their heads and indicating.

"I'd like to accept the loss, and the yard needs to be cleaned."

"you!"

When Linghu Qingmo heard this, Bingshan's cheeks turned green and said intimately:

I was beaten by you during the day and touched my chest at night. I still have to help you clean the yard?

Do you think I am an angry young wife, and can’t I fight back if I don’t scold you?

However, she was beaten by herself, and she was touched by herself, and she was not as skilled as others. She was sweeping the floor by herself...

Linghu Qingmo handled the loss and could not even find any reason to refute it. After holding it in for a long time, he gritted his teeth and turned to the corner of the yard, picked up a bamboo broom, and began to clean up the fallen leaves and dust.

Swish swish swish-

He was extremely powerful, and Xie Jinhuan felt a little sorry for his broom.

Because he had no grudges with Linghu Qingmo, he saw that the girls were taught a lesson and became autistic. Xie Jinhuan did not become an old man either. He took out a feather duster and started cleaning the doors and windows.

The coal balls were also very well-behaved. Seeing Linghu Qingmo gritting his teeth and sweeping the floor, holding fallen leaves in his mouth, jumping in front of him, helping him put them in the bamboo frame:

"Guji~"

Linghu Qingmo's silver teeth chewed, but when he saw a man and a bird cleaning, he didn't treat her as a maid, but he slowly suppressed his anger. He thought about it for a moment and asked again:

"How did you find the bandits today? But there are other clues?"

Xie Jinhuan was deceived by Ye Da Succubus today, and he responded casually at this time:

"I went to find Captain Yang and happened to meet him. I heard that they had collected enough dragon beard grass and nothing happened next. By the way... I also said that the corpses by the river attracted the attention of the yamen..."
To be continued...