Chapter 348 Scored twice

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Chapter 348 Scored twice

Snow peaks tremble, canyons flow.

The thatched house was buried in the night, and the sound of acacia resounded in the thatched house.

The stream outside the house made a tinkling sound, and inside the house there was a rhyming sound of waves lapping against the shore.

Yang Miaozhen and Zhao Wujiang sat opposite each other, sitting between Zhao Wujiang's legs and waist, and their long jade legs were sandwiched between Zhao Wujiang's waist.

Her black hair was scattered like a waterfall, her body was slightly tilted back, her slender hands were hugging Zhao Wujiang's neck, her delicate and beautiful cheeks were flushed with shame, and her voice was soft but always cold:

"They must be in trouble for you today, right?"

Today, the great elder brought Zhao Wujiang down to the valley. He did not talk about the details of Zhao Wujiang's mountain climbing. He only said that if Zhao Wujiang wanted to sign a Taoist vow with the saint of Renzong, he needed to pass the third level of Taoist pass.

If she, Yang Miaozhen, was not a saint, then Zhao Wujiang would not have to go through the third level of the road.

Then the great elder left, leaving the two of them alone. At first they were silent, but soon after they spoke again, their hearts became heated and they embraced each other.

Zhao Wujiang smiled and shook his head, indicating that he didn't.

Yang Miaozhen's beautiful eyes trembled. She knew that Zhao Wujiang must have been made trouble by everyone, but Zhao Wujiang was gentle and kind-hearted.

Her jade arms became tighter and tighter, and her cheek was close to Zhao Wujiang's. The plump and soft texture inadvertently rubbed Zhao Wujiang's chest. She nuzzled Zhao Wujiang's cheek, exhaled like blue, and her voice was soft and waxy:

"Although Liu Jicang is not as good as me in Taoism, his martial arts skills are better than mine. If he makes things difficult for you, you don't have to hide it for my sake.

Just tell me and I'll take action for you. "

She was telling Zhao Wujiang that no one should bully her, Yang Miaozhen's man.

"His master has also taken action, what should I do?" Zhao Wujiang's eyebrows were frivolous, and the two of them hugged each other. He and Yang Miaozhen's lips were rubbing together, but they did not kiss, intending to tease.

Yang Miaozhen frowned:

"You are hurt?"

"Whether I was injured or not, didn't you know best just now?" Zhao Wujiang smiled gently.

The face of the beautiful girl named Yang Miaozhen was a little angry. Zhao Wujiang was in such a brave state just now, but there was no sign of any injury at all?

"Have you been rescued by other elders?" The girl bit her red lips with her silver teeth, and her beautiful eyebrows were angry. She was angry that Zhao Wujiang did not tell her earlier, and she was also angry that the third elder and Liu Jicang made things difficult for Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang smiled and shook his head:

"None of them are my match."

"Humph." The curvy girl who was still naked said angrily:

"You only show off your strength, don't I know what your cultivation level is?

Like me, I have just become a master. How can I be the opponent of a great master like the third elder? "

"I'm like this..." Zhao Wujiang's martial arts cultivation spread out, and the hut was suddenly filled with a strong aura. With a gentle smile on his face, he reached out and grabbed his hand, which was full of softness:

"With one palm, the three elders were shaken to the point of being shaken."

Yang Miaozhen was ashamed and annoyed at first, but when the tyrannical martial arts energy dissipated, she felt overwhelmed and looked at Zhao Wujiang in disbelief.

She couldn't believe that Zhao Wujiang, who had entered the realm of a grandmaster with her, had actually achieved the level of a great master in just a few short days. This was too shocking.

Her heart was trembling, and there was a strange flash of light in her long autumn eyes.

Before she could speak again, she was forced to sit down.

"Hmm..." Yang Miaozhen groaned in confusion. She was so embarrassed that she clenched her fists to fight.

But she suddenly felt numb and weak, and the punch lightly hit Zhao Wujiang's cheek, like the caress of a tender person.

Amid Zhao Wujiang's evil smile, the girl couldn't help but rock and roll as a lucky ship entering the harbor, frowning in shame and groaning.