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"Although your two subordinates are strong internally, they are not my opponents together. What should I worry about? On the contrary, you are a girl. You are alone in the same room with me. You are not afraid of what I will do to you? Or say , what do you expect me to do to you?"

Jiang Haiyu walked towards Zhao Min step by step, the sound of pattering footsteps, like the reminder of the night, quietly overlapped with the beating frequency of the heart.

Chapter 73 Lost the wife and lost the army

"You...you don't talk nonsense, I can... what can I expect."

Zhao Min didn't dare to look at Jiang Haiyu, and looked around the secret room as if avoiding it. The stinky man in front of her was really different, and he always gave her a sense of being stripped naked.

In a daze, Zhao Min had the urge to open the secret room by himself, escape first, stay away from Jiang Haiyu, stay with this smelly man, who knows what will happen.

"I'm talking nonsense? Then look into my eyes."

The pattering footsteps stopped abruptly, and the hot air from Jiang Haiyu's mouth suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Min's eyes. Zhao Min couldn't help but retreat, but there was a smooth iron sheet behind him, and there was no way to retreat.

"Are you afraid of me?"

Jiang Haiyu is very interested. Isn't this girl fearless?If he had to bring him to this secret room, he would just grab her and bring her in to accompany him.

"When did I, Zhao Min, become so afraid of people? You are not a scourge, why should I be afraid of you?"

Zhao Min moved a step to the side, resolutely quibbled, her body was quite honest, the oppressive feeling that hit her face made her very uncomfortable, why didn't she feel this way when she faced the second elder Xuanming?

On the contrary, Jiang Haiyu felt a strong sense of oppression. Could it be that Jiang Haiyu is stronger than the two elders Xuanming?He is young, so it is impossible for him to have Zhang Sanfeng's strength!

Or, it was Zhang Sanfeng who passed on part of his true energy to Jiang Haiyu with the method of imparting kung fu, which is why Jiang Haiyu's strength was astonishing and invincible.

"is it?"

Jiang Haiyu picked up the Liubai Sword with his left hand, and lightly put it on Zhao Min's left shoulder. Zhao Min shivered in fright. The Liubai Sword is unparalleled in sharpness.

"You kill me, you can't get out even if you kill me."

Zhao Min's heart skipped a beat, she had never been threatened in her life, and that look of relentless death was kind of cute, with "I'm not afraid of you" written all over her stubborn face.

"Girl, who said I'm going to kill you, I don't want to go out now, it's a pity for a beauty like you to die."

Jiang Haiyu took another step forward and stopped one step in front of Zhao Min. Didn't you say that you have the guts to come three steps in front of you?Now we stay one step in front of you, isn't it very kind!

"Song Qingshu, don't mess around, I shouted."

Zhao Min hugged her arms and stared at Jiang Haiyu vigilantly. What should she do if Jiang Haiyu becomes wild?With Jiang Haiyu's strength, she will definitely not be able to escape.

Should she open the secret room or not? If she opened the secret room, people outside would definitely see it. If she didn't open the secret room, wouldn't she be bullied?

The more Zhao Min thought about it, the hotter she became. Not only was her pretty face blushing, her body was faintly red, she was breathing heavily, how could a weak woman escape Jiang Haiyu's palm.

"Girl, what bad things are you thinking? Your little face is really red."

Jiang Haiyu directly started, pinching Zhao Min's pretty face, soft and cute, with a hot temperature, this girl is not YYing him in her heart, she is so daring?

"You're just thinking about it, I'm not thinking about anything, get your dirty hands away."

Zhao Min was a bit overwhelmed, Jiang Haiyu had already started with her, this girl was quite interesting, who dared to use a trap to trap him, Zhao Min was a well-deserved No.1.

Not to mention the small iron prison, even the sky prison of the Mongolian court could not imprison Jiang Haiyu. Poison is useless to him, and his fingers can burst out with an indestructible sword light.

"Da da"

Jiang Haiyu immediately touched Zhao Min's acupoints, bent down and hugged Zhao Min, Zhao Min was light and light, his body was very soft, soft as if he had no bones, and his fierce expression showed no deterrent force.

"Song Qingshu, you pretend to be an upright disciple of Wudang, let me go."

The sudden masculine presence made Zhao Min completely lose her composure, and she was treated lightly again. What about being decent, gentle, and approachable?

Rumors in the rivers and lakes are a hammer, Song Qingshu is not like a good person, he is not gentle and refined, this is a devil who is more devil than the devil, and he is still an unscrupulous devil.

"What about Wudang disciple? It's just a title."

Jiang Haiyu hugged Zhao Min and sat down, then left the white sword out of its sheath, and cut off a bunch of Zhao Min's hair, scared Zhao Min to shut up immediately, this smelly man will not kill her.

Afterwards, Jiang Haiyu sat down slowly, took off Zhao Min's shoes and socks, reached out and grabbed Zhao Min's ankle, and put it on his lap, a smirk could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

Fortunately, Zhao Min is a Mongolian and a native of martial arts, and he never had his feet bound since he was a child. Jiang Haiyu can appreciate the beauty of deformities, and the original jiojio is fun.

"Smelly rascal, what are you doing!"

Zhao Min panicked a lot, Jiang Haiyu's hand pinched her feet, electric shocks occurred all over her body, and she was actually touched by a stinky man.

"Aren't you arrogant? If you still set a trap to shut me down, then I won't be polite."

Jiang Haiyu shook Zhao Min's hair, put the tuft of hair on the bottom of her feet, and swept it lightly. The itchy numbness instantly invaded her whole body, and Zhao Min gritted her teeth in anger.

"is it fun?"

Playing with Zhao Min's feet with his right hand and the tuft of hair with his left hand, Jiang Haiyu's half-smile face looked at Zhao Min's dumbfounded expression, and he suddenly became interested.

"Song Qingshu, I hate you, you better not fall into my hands, or I will cut you to pieces."

She, Zhao Min, was as proud as any man, and it was absolutely impossible for her to succumb to this. The humiliation she received today would be repaid ten thousand times in the future. She remembered this stinky man.

"Hey, the little girl still dares to threaten me, then let's continue."

Jiang Haiyu started working on both sides at the same time. Some girls' feet were sensitive parts. His palm passed by, and Zhao Min was very resistant. Even if they were not sensitive, not everyone could resist the itching of the hair.

"Stop, stop, stop, I can't stand it, Brother Song, please spare me!"

After a lot of suffering, Zhao Min, who was strong and strong, took the initiative to beg for mercy, she could see that if she didn't take the initiative to beg for mercy today, Jiang Haiyu would definitely not let her go.

"Do you really know what's wrong?"

Jiang Haiyu threw his hair on the ground, and untied Zhao Min's acupoints casually, and Zhao Min's feet were still on Jiang Haiyu's legs, so he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Well, I really know I'm wrong."

She was under the eaves and had to bow her head. She, Zhao Min, set up a trap and planned to capture Jiang Haiyu alive, but ended up losing his wife and losing his army. This stinky man didn't think about going out at all.

That's right, Zhang Wuji took the antidote away, Jiang Haiyu spent it with her casually, Zhao Min decided to give in tactically first, and let her hehehe next time Jiang Haiyu fell into her hands.

"You're cute when you're well-behaved, why bother to fight and kill, remember, next time the little girl is arrogant with me, I'll beat you up."

Jiang Haiyu picked up Zhao Min's socks and helped her dress neatly. You ask him why he is so skillful. This is not nonsense. With 99 girlfriends and a wife before, can he wear less?

"Okay, you can go out now."

Jiang Haiyu picked up the Liubai sword, stood up slowly, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and returned to the image of a gentleman and a gentle man.

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