Zen Strange Records

Chapter 393 Revenge
The purpose of this fan is naturally to tap the opponent's acupoints, but Shang'er's experience in fighting enemies is several times richer than Ye Xiaosan's. With a slight flick of the wrist, Mu Qiuying felt the fan in her hand as if tapping As if on the ice, he rowed away.

Driven by inertia, the girl's body leaned forward, Shang'er seized the opportunity, stretched out her arms, and tightly clasped the girl's collar, Mu Qiuying was annoyed, and kicked her left leg backwards, but was caught by Chang'er's other hand. A hand gently pinched the sole of the foot.

In this era, the soles of a girl's feet are extremely private parts. The moment she was held, a blush rose on Mu Qiuying's cheeks. Hanging down, at the same time, with a flick of the arm, a bunch of darts shot out from his sleeve, straight for Chang'er's face.

"Small tricks." Chang'er smiled slightly, and saw that he suddenly blew out a breath. When the air met the air, it turned into a strong wind and blew the darts to the ground. Mu Qiuying couldn't help being a little dumbfounded. When did Ye Xiaosan Becoming so light-weight that you can meet the enemy even with a breath?
Surprised in his heart, the movements of his hands did not stop. The postures of the two of them at this moment can be described as entangled. The girl's body is quite weird like a twisted twist.

Mu Qiuying glared viciously at Shang'er, who didn't know how to pity and cherish jade, and took advantage of the fact that the other party was using both hands to control her, and suddenly slapped Shang'er's chest with both hands, followed by a surprising scene Appeared.

Shang'er let go of her hands in an instant, flew back, and at the same time put her hands on her chest, she looked like a girl protecting herself, and Mu Qiuying was so dumbfounded by this appearance that she lost her Support, fell to the ground with a slap, and did not react.

"You even act like a girl in your habits and actions. You can't be. Are you really a pervert?" Mu Qiuying got up from the ground with some uncertainty. With her cultivation base, a fall is completely fine. The impact, compared to the physical and mental shock, shocked her even more.

Chang'er herself put down her hands in embarrassment, but just for a moment, she forgot that she was using Ye Xiaosan's body, and she was not afraid of people attacking her chest at all, and a subconscious action made herself make a fool of herself: "Sure enough? , I still have to spank my ass hard to be honest."

Shang'er gritted her teeth and muttered something. Mu Qiuying was taken aback when she heard the words, then she suddenly covered her buttocks, blushing and said angrily: "What a little obscene monk, he really isn't a good person. Whoever beats the other is not sure. !" Saying this, Mu Qiuying struck out angrily, this time she was no longer the small brain she was before, she saw a burst of unpredictable internal force on her palms, and slapped at Shang'er.

Chang'er had just suffered a bit of a dark loss, and she couldn't help secretly thinking that she was careless. At this moment, in order to restore her image, she also used a little real skill. There was a white ribbon on the table at the side, it seemed that a guest had left it here, she couldn't help but her eyes lit up, she hooked the table with her foot, and then kicked it forward, the table hit the head-on At the same time, Mu Qiuying grasped the ribbon that fell from the table in her hands.

On this side, facing the oncoming table, Mu Qiuying was not afraid. She slapped it with her palm and saw dark purple lines suddenly covering the table. Then a burst of true energy burst out from the lines, and the entire table instantly It was torn apart, amidst the sawdust flying all over the sky, a white glow suddenly shot towards Mu Qiuying's face from top to bottom.

"This is." Mu Qiuying's complexion changed. She didn't remember that Ye Xiaosan could do this kind of kung fu. If she read it correctly, this move should be one of the unique skills of Qingshi Nunnery——Rouyun Fuchen. The differences in the Great Holy Land are only superficial, but in fact they have long been indistinguishable from each other?

Heart was in a mess, Mu Qiuying didn't dare to be careless, she turned her palm into a finger, and pointed at the white glow, a burst of red light flashed, but Mu Qiuying's fingertip was cut open, blood gushing Down below, the splattered blood instantly stained the ribbon in Shang'er's hand.

Mu Qiuying's face turned cold, she didn't expect that Ye Xiaosan usually hid it very deeply, she was proficient in all kinds of martial arts, could this guy be a successor secretly trained by Buddhism?
"No more fights, no more fights!" Seeing the atmosphere solidify further, Mu Qiuying's complexion changed, she suddenly threw up her hands, and resolutely surrendered: "Now that I think about it, we don't have any unresolvable grudges, why bother fighting each other?" Well, in the end it was cheaper for others.”

After saying that, he dispersed all his energy and signaled that he really had no intention to fight anymore. Seeing this, Chang'er also breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, he was not in full strength. In addition, he was not using his own body. Once he was dragged down, he would Absolutely unable to withstand the power of overdraft, she immediately threw away the blood-stained Bai Ling in her hand: "Yes, it's best if you can understand this. The matter about Hu Zuotian is not beyond negotiation."

Saying that, Shang'er shrugged and walked towards Mu Qiuying. The latter was a little surprised. She didn't expect that little monk with a small belly to be so magnanimous now. I blamed him by mistake: "That's good, I'd like to You promise, first let Hu Zuotian complete what I want him to do, and then let him do whatever he wants to do."

"It has to be like this." Chang'er shrugged, and said in Ye Xiaosan's helpless way. She glanced at Ye Xiaosan: "Since that's the case, I offended you just now, and the little girl has something else to do, so I'll leave first."

As she said that, the girl turned around to leave, but at the moment she turned around, her heart went numb and her expression changed: "Little bald donkey, what do you mean?"

"Soldiers are not tired of being deceitful." Withdrawing the finger that touched the opponent's acupoints, the dignified generation of holy monks and nuns of Kongyue stuck out their tongues mischievously. If Ye Xiaosan saw it, he would definitely call out: "Don't do it!" Forget, I told you my purpose from the beginning, this time, I must smash your ass!"

Women are very vindictive, even if they are monks. Chang'er whispered in her heart, then smiled slightly, picked up the immobile Mu Qiuying, and carried her on his shoulders: "Well, I'm going to fight next. How many times?"

"Ye, Ye Xiaosan, how dare you!" At this moment, Mu Qiuying, who had always been confident, panicked and wanted to protect her buttocks, but her acupoints were restrained, so she was powerless to resist: "Deng Tuzi, if you really If you dare to do this, I, I will definitely not. Ouch!"

Before she finished speaking, there was a heavy slapping sound, and the girl suddenly yelled in pain. Before the yelling subsided, there was another "pop". The strength of this palm has been carefully adjusted. It can not only make the other party unforgettable, but also not damage the other party. I can only sigh with emotion, a narrow mind makes a person omnipotent.

As a result, in the restaurant, a series of rhythmic slapping sounds, accompanied by the girl's ups and downs in pain, complemented each other, as if forming a beautiful melody, echoing for a long time in the sky above the restaurant
(End of this chapter)