Thirteen Swords of Qin Shizhi's Desperate Beginning

Swish!
Hong Lian slapped her palm, attacking Yan Lingji's heart.

Yan Lingji blinked her light blue eyes, turned sideways, and her graceful figure circled around Hong Lian's side.

Just dodging the opponent's blow, Yan Lingji blinked her beautiful eyes, and provocatively invited Honglian to continue attacking with her fingertips, and her playful and teasing gesture completely angered Honglian.

"Humph"

With a coquettish snort, Honglian continued to attack, and the girl actually had a peak fifth-rank cultivation. After all, she was a princess of the royal family of Han. As long as she was willing to practice martial arts, she must have top-notch mental skills and foundation building materials.

Not only that, the enlightenment instructor who taught Red Lotus Martial Arts was at least the eighth rank, or even the ninth rank of martial arts, and she was also the most favored princess in the country.

It can be seen that although she does not have profound martial arts skills, she has a solid foundation. I believe that as long as she refines a little, her future achievements should not be low.

Swish, swish, swish...

Punching punches, swinging punches, side kicks, hook kicks... Basic punches and kicks, Honglian is fast and accurate, although in the eyes of first-class masters, the speed is very slow and there are many flaws.

But it can still be seen that Honglian has put in a lot of hard work in her boxing and kicking skills. Among her ranks, her foundation is quite solid.Only those who have laid a good foundation are qualified to aspire to a higher level.

Bang!
Suddenly, Yan Lingji clasped both hands, locked Honglian's right leg, and deliberately pulled and pushed, the other's slender and fair leg was controlled by her, and with her inner strength, Honglian was sent flying far away.

Hong Lian shouted coquettishly, and continued to attack. Yan Lingji's playful smile, relaxed and freehand posture, and provocative eyes from time to time kept arousing her anger in her heart.

The dark prison, the door is closed, and there is weak light from the door and window.

Two graceful figures intertwined, elegant and graceful, both of them are first-class beauties, a mature woman and a pure girl.

Watching them fight is simply a feast of singing and dancing, which is pleasing to the eye.

Bang bang bang!
Honglian's boxing was getting faster and faster, and with the kick attack, Yan Lingji was forced to retreat to a corner, and her back hit the wooden barrel, causing her to have no way out.

Although Yan Lingji has always been fighting in a playful posture, her strength has already entered the ninth rank of martial arts, and she is powerful after all.

At this time, she was forced to retreat to a corner by Honglian, which proved that Honglian was not only a waste, but a piece of jade in the martial arts.

However, because of this, Yan Lingji restrained her playful smile, and her beautiful face became serious.

As soon as Yan Lingji was serious, the battle situation was rewritten instantly.

I saw Yan Lingji stretched out her left hand and precisely grasped Honglian's right wrist, and then a graceful figure flashed and wrapped around Honglian, and the scarlet figure quickly wrapped around Honglian's waist.

Yan Lingji's waist and root bones are almost as soft as boneless, and her waist is as slender and tough as a water snake.

As soon as the herringbone lock came out, Honglian fell to the ground.

Yan Lingji locked Honglian and pressed on Honglian. Two beautiful women, two pairs of slender white legs, graceful figure, graceful willow waist.

Honglian didn't dare to move at all, because a fire spirit hairpin was burning with flames, only an inch away from her face.And this fire spirit hairpin is held in the hands of Yan Lingji.

"enough."

Yan Lingji said indifferently: "Even if your ninth brother and Li Changqing can find this place, you must have enough strength to support them."

"The food is here, you can eat it or not."

The gate of the prison opened at this moment, and a strong and slender figure stood up, and said calmly: "Stop playing. She is still useful."

Hearing this, Yan Lingji had no choice but to get up, with a delicate melon-seeded face, she seemed to like to play, at least she liked to play with the red lotus girl.

Seeing Yan Lingji walking towards the stone ladder, Hong Lian rushed up immediately.

"Ha ha!"

Yan Lingji laughed lightly, swiped her jade hand, and raging flames erupted, blocking Honglian's way, and the flames quickly surrounded Honglian, making it impossible for her to escape.

In the flames, the red lotus and light red long dress swayed, her muscles and bones were like jade, her figure was plump, pure and charming; in the flames, she gave people a different kind of beauty.

Tian Ze suddenly said: "Your name is Honglian."

Honglian retorted: "So what, what does it have to do with you?"

Tian Ze looked indifferent, and continued: "Do you know what kind of flower a red lotus is?"

"Of course it is a very beautiful and precious flower." Honglian said coldly.

Tianze smiled lightly, it was the name, Honglian's innocence, and maybe Honglian's doomed fate.

"The flame turned into a red lotus, bloomed in the depths of hell, and burned all remaining souls."

Tian Ze turned around, walked away, and said lightly: "Red lotus is a flower of revenge."

Red Lotus was puzzled: "Flower of Vengeance!?"

With a bang, the door was closed and the latch was buckled.

The flames around Honglian disappeared along with Yan Lingji's figure. She walked slowly to the vegetable box she knocked over, knelt down and picked up a steamed bun.

As a princess, Hong Lian has been clothed in rich clothes since she was a child, and she ate delicious delicacies... But today, she ate a bite of food picked up from the dust.

A beautiful girl with a solid foundation in martial arts, quite smart, and able to bend and stretch.Such a woman, even if she is not a noble princess of a country, her future achievements will not be too low.

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Meanwhile, at dusk.

A prison in South Korea welcomes a guest.

Dressed in a green shirt, with a sapphire sword box on his back, and holding a sheathless sword, he directly broke into the gate of the prison.

"Who dares to break into the prison's important place?"

"Take him!"

"..."

Surrounded by armored soldiers, wearing armor and holding spears, groups of soldiers charged forward to encircle and suppress Li Changqing.

choke!
When the sheathless sword is turned, the bright sword body shines with dazzling sword light.

In the next moment, a wisp of blue smoke and a flash of sword light flew past, as fast as lightning.

In a flash of lightning, Li Changqing stood firm, and the throats of a dozen soldiers behind him were sealed with a sword, and some spears in their hands were cut off by the sharp sword, and the soldiers and weapons fell at the same time.

In a prison cell, Wushuang Ghost was imprisoned by fine iron chains on his hands, feet, and waist. In addition, he was injured by Wei Zhuang before, so it was difficult for him to break free from this bondage for a while.

All of a sudden, sword qi struck from the air, and precisely hit the strong iron chains on Wushuang Ghost's arms, feet, and waist. There were a few crisp clangs, and the iron chains broke.

Wushuang Ghost's eyes lit up, his body escaped, and he smashed through the prison gate.

Soon, a big fire ignited and burst into flames in the prison. A huge figure about ten feet high rushed out of the sea of ​​flames in the prison, jumped seven or eight feet away, and disappeared a hundred meters away in a few breaths.

Li Changqing stood facing the wind, with slender temples, picturesque crouching eyebrows, a jade-like face, slender body and long legs, his blue shirt fluttering in the wind, and the sapphire sword case reflected the crimson fire.

Swish!
In a flash, Li Changqing followed Wushuang ghost.

night, dark moon

ruins
The ghost body of Wushuang descended from the sky, followed the Baiyue logo and ran all the way, successfully returning to their agreed meeting place.

Two figures appeared from left to right, Exorcist Demon and Hundred Poison King. They looked at Wushuang Ghost and nodded slightly to each other, welcoming their old friends back to the team.

The next moment, a slender figure appeared behind Wushuang Ghost, the figure projected by Haoyue.

The Hundred Poison King, Exorcist, and Wushuang Ghost suddenly turned around and looked at the owner of this figure with fear in their eyes at the same time.

The exorcist paused word by word: "Li Changqing!"