Very good, Takemoto Ichiro's killer, a woman with both beauty and strength, has now had the idea of ​​killing Wu Zetian's face. This is what I want to see the most!

"Wu Zetian, you don't want to live anymore, I'll give you a ride!" Mo Xiaoyu went crazy!

Ximen Qing clearly saw that her eyes had not changed, it was a gaze that wanted to kill herself!

So fast! In just a moment, Mo Xiaoyu's body rushed over quickly! However, because she came towards her, it was not difficult for Ximen Qing to avoid it. She turned her body slightly. After Mo Xiaoyu's body flashed past her side with a bang, a kind of heat felt on her shoulders, and that feeling spread instantly...

Blood... is flowing!

On the perfect and well-proportioned body, two white and pink long arms, and those pairs of hands that make people excited, I don’t know when I held a scimitar in one hand! Under the sunlight, the scimitar in her hand reflected a dazzling cold light, and the scimitar was ticking on the scimitar at this moment...

"Don't manage, are you seeking death?" Ximen Qing's body shook, and the blood on his shoulders did not stop. Grass, this girl is so fast?

"I didn't expect that you could still stand!" Mo Xiaoyu slowly turned his body and slowly raised his head. Under his beautiful face, there was an unswerving expression. The message expressed from her eyes was Ximen Qing knew very well that this girl was really going to kill herself!

"Hahaha, there are so many things you can't imagine! Now, do you want to betray the Black Humen?"

"It's not betrayal, it's leaving. Wu Zetian, a person like you doesn't know the world is so high. Today, I'll give you this last journey!"

"Haha, what if you kill me? Can you leave here alive?"

"Whether or not, that's my own business. You don't need to worry too much. Now, I just want you to die!"

After a while, a white light slashed from the upper left. Ximen Qing took a few steps back and dodged. Grass, this girl is so cruel!

"Have you avoided it?" Mo Xiaoyu said to himself, swinging a lotus step lightly, holding a scimitar in his right hand, and his delicate body shook suddenly, and the scimitar headed straight to the bottom of Ximen Qing's waist!

My grass, is this going to cut off my heirloom? In an instant, Ximen Qing saw the coming of the blade and jumped backwards, stepped on the windowsill with his feet and turned over in the air. My grass, Mo Xiaoyu, you are really here!

Ximen Qing's body had just flew over Mo Xiaoyu's head, and her feet had not yet stood firm. Her attack rushed again! A pair of lotus arms held a pair of scimitars, followed by a slash from above. Ximen Qing avoided the blade from below, but saw that the scimitar on Mo Xiaoyu's left hand instantly slashed across his waist!

Grass, I don’t show my power, do you think I am a dead person, right? At this moment, facing a powerful opponent, Ximen Qing’s excited thoughts have surpassed what he thought. Damn, the black shadow is right, you can’t treat her as a woman! Snow... Using centrifugal force, Ximen Qing kicked her at her with both feet, but it was like - suddenly disappeared from her eyes! Strike, a cold air flashed behind her back, and in an instant, my eyes darkened...

The grass is gone!

Ximen Qing widened his eyes. In front of him, Mo Xiaoyu's figure was gone! What an invisibility technique! What a Mo Xiaoyu! If I hadn't had a chance, my heirloom would be gone at this moment!

However, even if you can be invisible, I can see you!

Under the sky eyes, behind his body, Mo Xiaoyu held a scimitar in both hands, and two beautiful white legs stood on the windowsill one by one, with a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes full of anger!

Damn, this is not a solution. Although this is her room and there is no one outside! But if the fight is heard and the thugs are attracted here, not only will I not be able to conquer her, but I will cause unnecessary trouble!

Ximen Qing stood quietly without moving, raising his left hand to touch his right shoulder. Although the wound was not deep, it was bleeding! Grass, the attack was so cruel! This knife was originally coming towards the artery on his neck, but he avoided it! However, he was still injured! At this time, Mo Xiaoyu, behind his body, was breathing slightly. From her breath, Ximen Qing knew that she was waiting for the best time to kill him with one move!

"Haha, manager Mo, do you think I don't know if you are hiding behind you?" Ximen Qing turned his body, looked up at the place where Mo Xiaoyu was, and smiled, "I just want to ask you one thing, are you going to leave the Heihu Sect?"

Swish... The air squirmed, and Mo Xiaoyu's delicate body gradually appeared. The soft and bright hair had naturally hanged down. A trace of hair blocked her bulging xiong. Under her perfect figure, those envious legs attracted Ximen Qing's eyes!

"Hehe, I didn't expect that you could see it! Yes, I'm leaving the Heihu Sect now! I'm really blind with you father and son!"

"Hahaha, do you want to join the Qinglong Gang?"

"So what, so what if it is not? Now, it has nothing to do with you! Wu Zetian, I must dig out your dog eyes and let you see it again!"

Whoosh... Mo Xiaoyu finished speaking, holding the scimitar in both hands and attacked Ximen Qing's body again. This time, Ximen Qing only saw the afterimages of several scimitars around his body! Damn, since you are already planning to leave the Heihu Sect, I can't hurt you!

Ximen Qing twisted his body instantly and swept his leg. Damn, the right arm that was injured was hurting, and he could faintly feel the wound getting hot. When he turned around, under his eyes, in front of him, Mo Xiaoyu danced a knife there and rushed over with light steps...|i^%&*";The wind blew swayed swaying. The momentum dispersed the wind...

It was this moment! Ximen Qing took the route of Mo Xiaoyu's attack, and the body that was standing suddenly shook left and right. Mo Xiaoyu's body rushing forward was slightly stunned. At this time, Ximen Qing's hands had already poked out. Just as she was in a state of distractedness, bang... bang... Ximen Qing's two big hands each grabbed her arms. At this amid Mo Xiaoyu's screams and shame, Ximen Qing pulled her into his arms with force...

With a little effort, Ximen Qing slid to the side of her, holding her wrist with both hands, and holding her back to hold her. Damn, this little hand is so slippery!

"Wu Zetian, you are looking for death!" Mo Xiaoyu exclaimed, his hands could no longer move. At this moment, Ximen Qing's body was already leaning against Mo Xiaoyu's pink back, and his two bodies were pressing tightly together. Her hands were pressed against Ximen Qing on her shoulders. My grass was so comfortable!

"Ah..." Beneath his buttocks, a hard thing pressed against his buttocks! The hot and hot feeling made Mo Xiaoyu have the urge to vomit blood!

"Hehe, now, you can't kill me!" Ximen Qing exerted force and held Mo Xiaoyu's two white wrists in one hand, and stretched out his free right hand under her short skirt...

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