Transcending into a blue scorpion

Yikui's housekeeping weapon is the Green Demon Hand, which means that he is also half a "white fight".Because putting on or taking off the iron gauntlet, the moves are still those moves, there is no difference.As the saying goes, one inch is long, one inch is strong, one inch is short, and one inch is dangerous.Dare to use this kind of weapon that is almost "for nothing", it is tantamount to putting yourself in danger.

Without the courage to fight a tiger with bare hands, the indomitable hostility, and the skill of fighting hard, not only can't win in danger, but it is more likely to lose your life in danger.

To have these three essential things, you must first have a strong body.Although "Green Demon Hand" only refers to "hands", all martial arts in the world use the waist and legs to exert force, and the arms to exert force.Top masters not only require the muscles on the arms to be tight and explosive, but also pay more attention to the exercise of the waist and legs.However, the masters who dominate the crowd with "white fights" require even more physical fitness.That's what Lan Scorpion meant when he said that Yi Chou had "extraordinary physical strength".

Therefore, Yikui's kicking skill is really excellent, and it seems to be more stable than before.Lan Miao jumped on top of him, as if jumping on an iron pillar.I saw the hem of the clothes fluttering, but not the slightest movement of the body.He caught his lover's fiery body effortlessly, and embraced with both arms, tightly strangling the other's waist and hips, and buried his face in that bosom long ago.

He hooped so hard that the muscles in his arms were as hard as stone.Lan Miao couldn't help snorting, but her whole body's bones lay limply on Yikui's body.

He tremblingly said: "Didn't those wild women in southern Xinjiang steal your heart away? How do you remember to come back?"

His mouth was full of resentment and anger, and all kinds of reproaches.But the whole person is entangled like a python, clinging to each other.His lips were pressed against Yi Kui's temple, and all the hot breath was breathed into Yi Kui's ears.

The crying person is like cast iron, but the heart is not cast iron.His chest was heaving, and he had pinched Lan Miao's waist in his palms, panting, "I want to ask you, what's the reason why you haven't replied to my letter for three months? Which son of a bitch tricked you?"

He was able to arrive in time because Lan Miao cut off the audio, so he was worried and came back by himself.

Lan Miao couldn't help but smile, and gritted her teeth again: "What nonsense are you guessing? I was hunted down, not only injured, but almost died, where can I send you a letter?"

He described him as haggard and pale, and Yiku's favorite big braid was also dull, and he looked like he had been seriously injured.Then again, if Lan Miao's internal injuries are all healed, Yi Yekui is no different from those three killers.

Yi Kui's face was fierce, he shrank back a line, stared at his face, and said, "Who dares to hurt you?"

Lan Miao's eyes turned red, and she buried her head in the socket of his neck, not saying a word.

Seeing his appearance like this, Yikui felt that she had been stabbed in the heart, and the pearl in her palm was scratched, and she wanted to get to the bottom of it.But no matter how much he asked, Lan Miao would not respond.He couldn't help becoming impatient, pinched the opponent's shoulder with one hand, pushed the opponent away, and said sharply: "Say it quickly! Who is it?"

Lan Miao turned her head away, tears were about to fall from her eyes, and she said, "It's useless to say it, so why bother?"

Yi Kui was turned around by him, really like a dog biting a hedgehog, unable to say anything, and very annoyed in his heart.He said grimly: "Okay, Lan, if you don't want to tell me, don't I know how to check?"

Lan Miao lost her temper at this moment, but she already had a plan for revenge and treasure in her heart, so she raised her head, stared at Yi and cried, "It's okay to tell you, but I didn't say anything, and you are not allowed to take revenge."

He had a pretty face, but what he said was firm.Yikui has been with Lan Miao for many years, and he also knows that when his lover puts on this expression, there is no room for negotiation.

With a gloomy face, he said, "You speak first."

Lan Miao sighed, and said softly: "You must not be willful, I was the one who sneaked into the other party's lair and exposed my identity in secret, and was seriously injured. But I was very convinced when I lost to these two people. They cannot be defeated overnight, even Li Xun Huan may not be able to defeat them!"

Hearing the word "Li Xunhuan", Yikui's expression changed.

Those who can compete with Li Xun Huan are naturally not just for nothing!

Lan Miao stared at Yikui, and slowly said: "These two are Shangguan Jinhong and Jing Wuming!"

Yi Kui has found Li Xun Huan as an enemy, and he is already very good at spreading hatred.Lan Miaola's level of hatred is even higher, and the top two in the weapon spectrum both want his life.

Yi Kui kept her mouth tightly shut, her face even more green.Who is Shangguan Jinhong, of course he doesn't know.

Lan Miao was about to say a few more coquettish words, but Yikui's cheek muscles twitched slightly, and suddenly he gave a grinning grin, and said, "The Green Demon Hand is no longer what it used to be, and I may not lose to Shangguan Jinhong, nor may I I will lose to Li Xunhuan again!"

The lover was bullied outside, and came back crying tenderly, even a man couldn't help but want to stand out.Yikui and Lanmiao have been together for a long time, and they have made countless promises and sweet words.Lan Miao was severely injured, how could he hold back?Moreover, Yikui himself is very competitive. It is his character to face difficulties and cross the river through danger.The more he can't do it, the more he wants to do it.

Lan Miao stared at him, then suddenly pinched him severely, and said angrily, "You are not allowed to go! You are not allowed to go! If you dare to go secretly, don't expect me to take another look at you!"

He plunged into the other's shoulder, almost rolling, and said: "If you...if you...you let me live? Are you willing to let other men sleep with me?"

Although the men "Lan Miao" has slept with can already be counted by "beating", but except for the man in front of him, they are all just passing by, and Yi Kui knows it very well.One radish and one hole, even if "Lan Miao" can't stop showing mercy outside, he will firmly occupy the hole and refuse to move half a step away.But if Yikui encounters misfortune, there will naturally be people lining up to fill this pit. Isn't it easy to kick a dead person away?

Lan Miao's words were indeed extremely lethal, and Yi Kui also stared at him, saying that it is absolutely impossible to say that he is willing to die.

Lan Miao sneered again, bit his ear, and said softly: "I want to deal with them personally, and you are not allowed to meddle indiscriminately. You can only do it if I tell you to do it. Do you hear it? Do you hear it?"

Yi Kui couldn't help the person in his arms tormenting in every possible way, so he could only keep silent and listen to his arrangement.

Lan Miaofang felt satisfied, and poured out all those sweet sugar words.

Yi cried and kissed him for a while, then suddenly said: "I just entered the room and saw a black sword shirt."

Not only is he bold, but he is also very careful.

Lan Miao's face remained unchanged, and said: "So what?"

Yikui's eyes swept over his face, trying to capture every subtle expression, and said: "You love beauty, and you never wear black clothes."

Lan Miao glanced at him sideways and said, "Did I say it's mine?"

Yikui couldn't help but tightened his waist, with wildfire in his eyes, he said in a stern voice: "Who is this time?"

Lan Miao said "Ouch", kicked him with his heel, and said angrily, "Where did you go? He was my savior. When I was hunted down by Jing Wuming, if it wasn't for him, you would never have seen me again." want to see me."

Yi cried with a sullen face, "Who is he?"

Lan Miao whispered in his ear, and said, "Why do you keep asking questions as soon as you come back? You still look like you are going to kill someone? You are so happy in the southern border, I am about to die, and I will not see you even after calling Appeared...you...you don't come to save me yourself, why don't you allow others to save me?"

Yi Kui's face turned greener, and his hand suddenly pulled out from Lan Miao's sleeve.

A small bronze sword was pinched out of his fingertips.

Lan Miao used to have this little sword too, but Yikui had never seen him pay attention to it, let alone put it in a hidden pocket in his sleeve like a jewel.This secret bag is usually used to hold flirting marks, because it is placed close to the flesh, so it is not afraid of loss, and it can be taken out to show others at any time, which is very convenient.It turned out that when he had a dozen or so lovers, Yi Kui would find a mess of jade pendants every day and throw them all into the river.

He said: "Songyang Iron Sword?"

Lan Miao snatched the sword back.

Yi cried sadly: "It turned out to be him."

Lan Miao stared at him and said, "He saved me, not only did you not thank him, but you even showed me your face?"

Yikui sneered and said, "I'm afraid he is more than just your savior."

This is so rightly said, it is simply penetrating.

Lan Miao bit her lip, her eyes sparkled, and she angrily said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

He was still stern with righteousness, but felt his world spinning for a while, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already lying on the ground, and Yi Kui was pressing on him.The two of them are in the courtyard, and they really use the sky as their quilt and the ground as their bed.Lan Miao wanted to get up and scold him, but her limbs were firmly held down.He is weak all over now, he can't compete with Yi Kui, he can only let the other party's hot lips be buried in the socket of his neck.His whole body was surrounded by that tyrannical hostility, and his body and mind couldn't help but stir up one after another.

Yiku's strong arms had also reached into his little coat, holding up his buttocks, and pressing them tightly against his crotch.The two of them stuck together perfectly, and the other's body could be felt clearly.

He sucked out the purple mark on Lan Miao's neck, panting, "Is Guo Songyang better than me?"

Lan Miao was sore from her hips to her spine, her cheeks were flushed with bright red, and her arms slid up her opponent's neck.Panting, he kissed the other party for a long time, the four lips seemed to be glued together, and they couldn't be pulled apart no matter what.After a while, he backed away and said in a tired voice, "Is Lin Xian'er better than me?"

Yi Kui straightened up suddenly and stared at him.Lan Miao drooped a pair of silky winking eyes, and snorted, and the tone from his nasal cavity reached his ears delicately.

Yi Kui's whole heart was trembling, and a body was pressed down again.He sucked Lan Miao's lips deeply, and his hands couldn't wait to tear off the knot of Lan Miao's clothes, sticking to the naked and smooth skin.He said hoarsely, "Did Guo Songyang treat you like this?"

Hearing this, Lan Miao couldn't help panting, couldn't help but bent his legs, kicked the other person's buttocks, and said angrily: "He is a decent person. You think that all men in the world are like you, and they only want to bully me all day long." ?”

Others kicking others is kicking them away.Lan Miao kicked people, but kicked people closer instead.Yi cried and sneered again and again, seeing Lan Miao's seriousness, she scolded herself as a hooligan and bully who bullied him, like a young girl and a virtuous widow who was about to run away.But looking back frequently, the spring love in the eyes is about to drip out.As soon as he grabbed the opponent back into his arms, he bit the tip of the nose and said in a low voice, "Little slut!"