Situ Huiyun, who was sitting on Feng Linyi in a special posture, looked at her clothes as new at the moment. She had wrapped herself tightly. Except for her smooth calves and lotus feet, which were helplessly exposed, she looked like a noble and holy person. Goddess, that cannot be blasphemed. Even though there were fine beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, his expression was still so light and peaceful.
But the familiar yet unfamiliar wet touch on the dragon gun made Feng Linye very clear that the current friendship between them was not simple.
"Did I get pushed by a coma? Such an old joke happened to me? This is simply nonsense!" Feng Linwen used his waist strength and stabbed with his long sword.
With one move, he fished out the moon from the bottom of the sea and pointed directly at the vital points of Situ Huiyun's chest and abdomen.
Situ Huiyun suddenly felt something bad and hurriedly avoided. He tapped his lotus feet lightly, swayed slightly, and used two-word pincers to block Feng Lin's attack.
It's a pity that she underestimated the exquisiteness of Feng Linyi's sword skills.
The sword was approaching the hinterland, but it suddenly changed its moves. Dozens of swords instantly merged into one sword, and the sword moves broke out with extremely high frequency in a short period of time. No matter how embarrassed Situ Huiyun retreated, he could not resist the encroachment from Feng Linwen.
Feng Linwen's fighting spirit had awakened, and he quickly regained the position he had lost before.
Faced with this unforgiving offensive, Situ Huiyun could only let out screams of pain and blood.
A kite flipped over, and the two of them were in a topsy-turvy situation. Feng Linmo, who was originally at a disadvantage, gained the absolute upper hand in an instant and forced Situ Huiyun to use the method of disintegrating the demon.
A more fierce battle is about to break out. At this time, can Situ Huiyun subdue the sober dragon Feng Linwen?
This is an unfair fight.
At first, Feng Linyi gave Situ Huiyun step-by-step instructions. Although Situ Huiyun could barely be called a veteran, after all, he only learned a lot and was not from a famous family. However, Feng Linyi's rich combat experience quickly brought his opponent into his own rhythm. On the surface, the two of them were fighting, and it gradually seemed like a back-and-forth.
Various strange moves and tricks appeared from time to time during the battle between the two.
Both sides have strong physiques and Kung Fu skills, allowing each other to use weird, bizarre, yet violent and beautiful moves to the greatest extent possible.
Time... I lost focus around this time.
From dusk to dawn, and then again to dusk, it was like having an incredible dream.
Even though her whole body was trembling and her face was pale, Situ Huiyun still refused to admit defeat. She clung to Feng Linye and launched a desperate provocation to make the final resistance.
After stroking his snow-white face that was somewhat pale due to excessive consumption, Feng Linwen suddenly felt dull.
"Is it worth it? He spent nearly a day and a night, but he couldn't open the acupuncture points. And... you are such a smart woman, is the only way you can think of to sacrifice yourself?" Feng Linyi looked at Situ Huiyun, their bodies are very close, and it can even be said that they tolerate each other, but what they think in their hearts is very far apart.
There is a very famous woman who said, 'The passage to a woman's soul is xx'.
This may or may not be true.
At least at this moment, Feng Linwen couldn't understand Situ Huiyun. He almost penetrated the passage, but he still couldn't touch her soul.
Even at the most intense moment of the fight, he could not feel the interaction from the other party's soul at all, but just a wild mixture of purpose and instinct.
Yang Xiaoyun's eyes under the bed flashed with complexity, gloom, pain, mania, anger, regret, viciousness and excitement? When I heard that Feng Linwen's day had real meaning, and was no longer a dialogue about action instructions or move names, my head suddenly felt empty.
My eyes were completely white and I couldn't see anything.
My mind went dark and I couldn't think of anything.
Situ Huiyun trembled with dehydrated lips, and said in a harsh and soft voice that was hoarse and soft due to the aftertaste of excitement: "Let him go! I'll go with you! From now on, I'll follow you."
She did not answer Feng Lin's question, and it could even be said that it had nothing to do with Feng Lin's question.
Feng Linyi sighed: "I also want to let him go. After all... to me, he is still useful. I had no intention of killing him in the first place, and even giving him a secret book was not a big deal. . But now... I think it’s better to kill him!"
Feng Linwen was not acting out of impulse.
I had a super-friendly relationship with someone else's wife, and I even thought about killing my husband.
What kind of evil shape is this?
Feng Linwen didn't want to know the names of many high-ranking officials.
Originally Yang Xiaoyun was the Dinghai Shenzhen who stabilized Yangcheng and also stabilized the current situation.
With him around, it would be impossible for the Tatars to break through the obstacles and disintegrate the civilization of the Central Plains for the time being. Preserving order and rules will help Feng Linmo spread the name of "Jiu Sword Fairy". Although it seems that the road to cultivation is not easy to follow at the moment, and the shortcuts are even weirder. But this was not the reason for Feng Linyi to give up moving forward.
But now that Yang Xiaoyun has experienced "pain" that is absolutely unbearable for ordinary people, his character is likely to change drastically.
Wu Sangui was given a green hat by Li Chuang and Wang Fei thousands of miles away, so he became furious and handed over the great rivers and mountains to Hou Jin.
What Feng Linwen did at this time was more than a thousand times worse?
Feng Linmo could even predict that once Yang Xiaoyun was out of trouble, he might directly open the city gate and let the Tatars in, leading the Tatars to massacre the city and destroy the country, dragging everyone with them to hell.
So, why did Feng Linyi refuse to really bombard Situ Huiyun in the first place?
Because Te knew very well that once something really happened, it would lead the entire situation to the most destructive rhythm.
It's a pity that everything is fate and no one can control it at all.
How could he have imagined that extraordinary means that went beyond the level of martial arts and entered the stage of cultivating immortals would cause such inconvenience when applied to him.
Moreover, two mixed memories surged together, and no matter how firm Feng Linwen's will was, he would inevitably become confused.
Situ Huiyun didn't talk nonsense. She just hugged Feng Linyi with her body and wrapped Feng Linyi's vitals with her own warmth.
A normal man, a man with a little bit of compassion for women, would not forcefully break free at this moment...
She turned herself into a rope.
I want to tie up the dragon Feng Linwen.
ah···!
The roar of pain finally broke out.
Blood splattered under the bed.
Yang Xiaoyun couldn't open the acupuncture points, so he chose to explode the meridians all over his body. When the meridians were cut off, Feng Lin's innate true energy mixed with sword energy poured into his internal organs, and he finally regained some ability to move. However, if there was no accident, he would not survive more than three days. This is true even if there is some magic bullet to kill someone. This... is just a martial arts world after all. There are not that many means that can transcend life and death.
Like a worm, he crawled out from under the bed, dragging blood stains all over his body, and kept squirming towards the door.
He never looked back.
Even though he knew that the scene behind him was unsightly, he never looked back.
He has to endure it!
He has to endure it!
He has to endure it!
He wants to escape, he wants to leave here, he wants to regain everything he lost, sooner or later... sooner or later!
Bang!
A sword energy flew in, and the leader of Liuyang fell to the ground, turning a generation of heroes into ghosts.
Feng Linwen is that abnormal man.
Since Yang Xiaoyun has become a disaster, it is useless to keep him.
The eyes of Situ Huiyun beside him dimmed, but for some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if his whole spirit and spirit were floating together. Then she suddenly slid her body and used her red lips to experience all kinds of things in the world. He didn't even look at Yang Xiaoyun's body, but used it to torture himself and forget the pain.
"Alas...!" Feng Linwen sighed, pulled Situ Huiyun up, and touched five key points on her chest and abdomen with his fingers.
"Why did you commit suicide secretly? Do you think that if you hide in a place where I can't see clearly, you can break your heart and die?" Feng Linye knew that something must have happened between Situ Huiyun and Yang Xiaoyun that he could not think of at the moment. Huge change. Without such a heavy blow, this elf-like woman would not have been able to become so gloomy...and stupid.
She may still love Yang Xiaoyun, but equally... she hates him even more.
That's why she did something in front of Yang Xiaoyun that 99% of men in the world would never tolerate. She wanted to rescue Yang Xiaoyun from Feng Linwen, but she used a method that would cause Yang Xiaoyun the most pain.
