Ming Chuan Zhi Zhu Youji [Sword Three System Wear + Yuhuatian]

Shangguan Jinhong has endured for 20 years, and now he has reappeared in the Jianghu, the dragon and phoenix double rings have achieved great skills, and Jing Wuming is by his side, even if it is not too much to say that no one in the world can make him afraid.

He didn't have much fear of Gong Jiu,

No matter how powerful the resilience is, if you really cut off your head, you will definitely die.

But Shangguan Jinhong had no intention of cutting Gong Jiu's head.

He didn't want to face such a guy who was as excited as seeing seventeen or eighteen naked women after being hit by Jing Wuming's sword.

Gong Jiu shot very fast, but Shangguan Jin Hong moved even faster.

His dragon and phoenix double rings were thrown out of his hand, and smashed towards a tree in the distance.

——The tree where Guo Songyang is lying.

Shangguan Jinhong is not sure what the relationship between this pervert and Guo Songyang is, but no matter what, this person rescued Guo Songyang as soon as he made a move, and he used very gentle skill when he threw it on the tree. Shangguan Jinhong is willing to take a gamble, bet No matter what thoughts this guy has towards Guo Songyang, he is not willing to see him die.

Gong Jiu is really reluctant.

In his opinion, Little Black Treasure is the same as Gray Eye. Regardless of whether it has other owners or not, it is already a small gift from Brown Candy. After he got tired of playing, it was up to him to destroy or throw it away.

——This old man is so bold!

In fact, he is not much younger than Shangguan Jinhong, maybe he is actually older, but because of his natural beauty, he despises a domineering uncle who is actually quite stylish as the old man's ninth son, squinting and snorting coldly. The little black treasure Guo Songyang, who hadn't tasted it before, threw himself to protect him, and just casually injected a burst of energy into Shangguan Jinhong's body before leaping away.

After hugging Guo Songyang down, he was going to chase the cute little gray-eyed boy, but Guo Songyang was seriously injured, even with the pill he stuffed, it was just to save his last breath, delaying it would be a big deal alright--

Gong Jiu poked the bloodless cheek, thinking about the way this fool deliberately showed his flaws and slammed into the little cutie's sword... Rolling his eyes: What kind of high-end games are you playing without the master's healing ability?It is good to know how to enjoy pain, but it is too uninteresting to play around without skills and almost lose your life.

But it is rare for such a like-minded guy with awe-inspiring sword spirit, Gong Jiu rubbed his chin and imagined that in the future, he, a master of strength, will let Xiao Hei enjoy the pain, and Xiao Hei will take it when he is in the mood. The blade of the sword stabbed him, and the blade of the sword drew his business, while carefully hugging the man, and plundered along a certain place where the cooking smoke was coming out.

There is no way, as a strange flower with amazing self-healing ability, it would be great for Gong Jiu to have such a pill on his body, but there are no more, and he doesn't even know the silver needle that he usually pricks himself for fun. It was washed away by water, or touched by brown sugar, and Guo Songyang's injuries can't be cured by digging a few herbs on the ground...

To keep this foolish little black treasure, Gong Jiu had no choice but to find a pharmacy.

Where there is cooking smoke, there must be people. Although there may not be medicine where there are people, they must know where to go to sell medicine.

From a distance, Gong Jiu could smell the aroma of wine and vegetables.

Fried chicken, braised pork, Huadiao wine... Although the cooking methods are not very good, they are better than ordinary rural restaurants; Huadiao wine was originally made of mediocre ingredients, and the storage process is not very proper, but it should be 20 years old...

Gong Jiu moved his nose, and after confirming the direction, he flew over a few times, and sure enough there was someone outside Fenglin.

It was a small two-story building, and there were faint voices upstairs.

Gong Jiu kicked a window on the second floor and flew in, and also stepped on a woman's belly by the way.

No way, it's too "crowded" here.

Although the second floor furniture seemed to have been thrown downstairs, the space was still too cramped.

In a place where the length and width were only a few feet, sat a group of fat women—very, very fat women. The fattest one among them, when sitting down, had the largest circle of flesh on the waist and abdomen, and the diameter was almost They are all longer than Gong Jiu's height!

With such a dozen women, it is easy to squeeze the space to almost the same size, not to mention that there are several large pots, several large pots of food, and many men in the middle.

These men are not fat, and they even look like little monkeys around these women. They are also very young, and they are not ugly, or even handsome. I even put powder on my face!

Applying fat and powder to hairpin flowers was originally the work of refined scholars in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, but coupled with such unrefined clothes and unrefined expressions, Jiu Gongzi simply wanted to wash his eyes after seeing it.

Gong Jiu may not be obsessed with cleanliness, but if possible, he would rather step on a piece of fat wrapped in clothes than on food or sissy, or even pass by them.

So he stepped on the fattest woman directly.

But if possible, he is not willing to talk to a pile of fat.

In fact, even after finding out that he had been tricked by Cowhide Candy, Jiu Gongzi, who was still barely calm in his heart, burst out with foul language at this moment: Where the hell did you get such a group of women?Did they grow up drinking fat as water?

It's too challenging for the aesthetics of a normal person like you!

But fortunately, among the monsters and ghosts in this room, at least there is one who can see clearly.

That is a woman who is not exquisite and beautiful, but has a kind of seductive charm.

Her eyes are long and charming, but her nose is much taller than women nowadays, and the lips under her nose are not the usual small cherry mouth and water chestnut lips, they are even a little bigger than the average man, but the lips are fleshy, The lips are rose red, lined with the tall nose bridge and the somewhat resolute chin, but there is no temptation to make people's blood boil.

What's more, her waist is still so slender, and the arc extending from top to bottom of her waist is so perfect. Under the round buttocks that are stretched so tightly in a peacock blue dress that they seem to burst when they move, there is a pair of straight and long legs. legs, which made her tall enough to look down on many men, and she lost a little bit of exquisite beauty; and the two peaks standing proudly above her waist, which rose and fell rapidly with her breath, really didn't fit The subtlety and beauty of women nowadays.

But whoever has really tasted the taste of a woman doesn't know, in fact, it is this unorthodox figure that is the real ecstasy?

Those two peaks and mountains are enough to make people willing to suffocate in them, and those long legs... must have been strangled at the waist, and they were also died under the peony flowers, and their souls still linger.

The most important thing is that her skin is very fair, although it is a bit rough; and her eyes are not the usual black, but slightly blue.

Although it is not emerald green, but blue and black, she is already the kind of woman Gong Jiu prefers.

As blazing as a flame, and as magnificent and dangerous as a poisonous scorpion in the desert, but also a man who can make many men willingly die like moths to a flame.

Gong Jiu never felt that he had an Oedipus plot, especially when he didn't regret destroying Shaman who had seven parts of his mother's appearance but not one part of his mother's bearing.

Although Cowhide Candy has always insisted on slandering his elegant hobby of enjoying the coexistence of pain and proficient force, it is because of the childhood shadow that could not exist at all, and asserts that he can't quit this hobby, and he hasn't graduated from the Oedipus plot every day , but Gong Jiu always regarded it as nonsense.

How can the ninth son be compared to those idiots who are so fragile that they can't stand anything?

Even though it was shocking to see the blood sprouting from the mother's neck on the edge of the father's blade, when I misunderstood the reason for that scene, I once wanted to tear my father into pieces...but that has passed, hasn't it?

What Young Master Jiu is most proud of is his self-healing ability~ He is not the kind of idiot who can't stand up after being injured!

Gong Jiu insisted on this very much.

But when he saw this peacock-blue woman, he suddenly felt that Oedipus plot was nothing. Shouldn't the first beauty in every boy's life be their mother?

It's just that whether you are an Oedipus or not is different from what happened when you were a child.

He smiled and rolled his eyes again.

He felt another kind of blood boiling.

Even if this woman's killing intent was far inferior to that of the little black treasure in her arms and that naughty gray eye who ran away, it could still make his blood boil.

Not just because of the looks.

What's more, Gong Jiu happened to hear a few words between the time when he didn't get out of the maple forest and when he kicked the window and broke in: "Although I am a woman, I still understand the two principles of morality and righteousness." Words. Although Li Tanhua has enmity with me, he also has kindness to me. I can't watch him being ruined by a pig. But Zhizunbao was originally sent by the female Bodhisattva to find Lin Xian'er's bad luck, but I killed him. I lost her—for whatever reason, I couldn't just walk away."

——Silly and naive woman.

——But compared to those who pretend to be weak by virtue of their women's status, or who take it for granted that they are treacherous, greedy for life and afraid of death, Gong Jiu appreciates it more.

Gong Jiu always felt that his mother did not have to die at that time.If she was willing to cry, beg, or even deny, his father would still not be willing to kill her, and was even more willing to believe that she was innocent.

But she just slammed headfirst into the blade.

That kind of determination and staunchness must not be due to the stupidity of "she loves him so she can't bear to continue lying to him".

Instead, after fulfilling her own national righteousness and brother-sister love, she pays homage to the unbearable and incapable of fulfilling the righteousness of husband and wife, the love between mother and child, and even the kindness of the old man and daughter-in-law.

Gong Jiu hates those women who are crying and looking for death and life, but he admires the kind of women who can be strong and resolute to die for their own persistence and principles.

Even those women are mostly very stupid, much more stupid than those who know how to use tears and frailty as weapons.

But Gong Jiu just likes this one.

Discovered when meeting Sharman.

At that time, when he met Shaman who would rather die than fall into the quagmire, and would not give in to the old bustard, the gorgeousness of such a resolute bump against the pillar made him know what it means to be moved.

But it is a pity that Sharman may have had the stamina of preferring to die before the collision, but after the collision, thinking that he saw death, but never really dying, Sharman no longer has the strength of preferring to die. Curved decision.

Really let down that face.

Gong Jiu lost interest in Shaman after seeing clearly the fear and disgust behind Shaman's arrogant whip waving, and after personally trying that she no longer had that kind of staunch courage.

He thought that there would be no truly strong and resolute woman in this world.

The only one that was barely considered interesting was an old cow who loved to gnaw on his uncle's tender grass.

Gong Jiu never took a fancy to Wan Zhen'er, even if he suddenly fell in love with him, he would never poach the corner of his family's deep uncle.

But now, he unexpectedly met such a woman who was stronger, more charming, stronger and more stupid than that old cow.

Such a beautiful and bright red woman.

Even though she was not wearing red, but peacock blue, Jiu Gongzi suddenly felt a shock of being shot straight into the heart by the sky full of red clouds.