Fight!
Yang Zi roared angrily, and his right palm clenched the broken sword tightly. Before he could take two steps, the wind suddenly blew across his back, his belt tightened, his body immediately lightened, and his feet left the ground. He had been lifted up by Fu Junchuo, and rushed forward like a cloud of fog.
The shouting and scolding came from behind. Yang Zi felt the lightning speed, and was secretly surprised that Fu Junchuo was still maintaining such speed after being injured. The Yi Jian lineage seemed to be not only famous in swordsmanship, but also in light skills.
It is no luck that Fu Cailin was famous all over the world, but Yang Zi was still a little dissatisfied. Although he was only sixteen years old, he was as tall as an ordinary person, and even a height of 1.75 meters is very tall in this era. But Fu Junchuo often carried a belt, and was not carrying a kitten or a puppy. Can't he fly side by side like the Condor Heroes?
A long roar came from far to near, and Yang Zi heard that it was Yu Wenji's voice, and he was secretly anxious. Although Fu Junchuo had excellent light skills, his internal and external injuries came together, and he carried himself. How could he be able to escape Yu Wenji?
He shouted: Beauty Master, let me go, leave alone, Yu Wenhe will definitely not dare to kill me, I will block you for a while
Fu Junchuo lifted his energy and moved quickly. If he was distracted, his speed would definitely be greatly reduced. Of course, he ignored it. No matter how Yang Zi shouted, he never spoke, and ran a few miles away. Seeing Yu Wen and getting closer, he suddenly stretched out his fingers and pointed several acupoints in his own way. A mouthful of blood was spurting out, and internal force increased. Fu Junchuo's speed became faster and faster, and he actually threw Yu Wen and he went far away.
Yang Zi only felt the sound of wind in her ears, knowing that this little life was saved, but Wei Zhenzhen was still in the cave on the mountain and had not eaten for a day and a night. Fu Junchuo pointed the acupoints, and at least it could be automatically untied the next day. She didn't eat for a day and a night. Moreover, she didn't know martial arts, and Yang Zi was very worried.
Fu Junchuo ran all the way, walking towards the wilderness until he ran sixty or seventy miles and came to a valley, and then he put Yang Zi down.
Yang Zi was lifted by her in the middle of the night, her hands and feet were numb, her waist was tired, her back hurt, and she sat on the ground with dissatisfaction: Master Beauty, can you please stop carrying me and walk in the future? I am a young man who is in a beautiful and elegant way, and you have lost all your face.
When he turned around, he saw Fu Junchuo's pretty face as pale as paper and his lips were blue. Yang Zi exclaimed: Master, what's wrong with you?
At first, Fu Junchuo saw Yang Zi and Wei Zhenzhen playing as a kid because he was using his skills in the cave. He had a problem with his inner breath. Although he was lucky enough to save his life by Yang Zi accidentally, his internal strength only recovered more than 30%. Then he fought with Yu Wen and this first-class master. His internal strength was almost exhausted. When he ran away with Yang Zi, he used the unique technique of the master. By stimulating the potential of the human body, his internal strength increased sharply, and he threw Yu Wen and he was thrown away in one breath. However, at this time, his internal strength was exhausted again, and this side effect was too great. Fu Junchuo put Yang Zi down and could no longer stand steadily. He fell to the ground and smiled and said: I...is pretty good, I should be able to hold on for a while.
Yang Zi said tremblingly: What does it mean to hold on for a while? Master, don’t scare me, I also want you to teach me martial arts, and then spread the world and give you a face.
Fu Junchuo smiled sadly: You probably can't die yet. When dawn, you will return in this direction and take Wei Zhenzhen.
She raised her hand and pointed to the way she came, but her arms were raised halfway down, and her body was lying down softly. Yang Zi hurried forward and helped her lie down, saying: Master, I will heal your luck for you
Fu Junchuo's mouth moved, and he didn't say anything, his eyes slowly closed. When Yang Zi saw her, he knew that he was not optimistic. Without waiting for her to agree, he immediately stretched out his palm and placed it between her chest and abdomen, injecting internal force. After a moment, Yang Zi's heart trembled violently. It turned out that Fu Junchuo's internal breath was exhausted, and several important meridians were alive. In this situation, even if he could save his life, his internal force would not be able to recover.
Yang Zi knows very well that if a martial arts practitioner loses his internal strength, it can be considered as losing his life.
In order to save herself, she did not hesitate to exchange her life. Yang Zi was sad from it. She seemed arrogant and ruthless, and she wanted to fight and kill her, but at the critical moment of life and death, she did not abandon herself and flee...
Yang Zi calmed down and sent his true energy into her body continuously. About half an hour later, Fu Junchuo woke up slowly, and her face turned red. As usual, she smiled and said: Yu Wenhua is not chasing her, right?
Yang Zi shook his head and said: No, we have walked such a long journey, the world is so big, he is not really a dog, so where can we go to find us? What's more, this valley is deserted and it's hard for him to find it here.
Fu Junchuo nodded and said: That's good, by the way, your true energy is very strange. Have you really learned martial arts from Master Ning Daoqi?
Yang Zi smiled and said: It seems that I am very good at lying people. Not only did I deceive Yu Wenji, but I also deceived my master.
Fu Junchuo said in surprise: Since that's the case, why is your true energy so strange? Don't tell me, you are really born with true energy.
Yang Zi's heart moved and asked: Master, I think it might be related to a sword.
He told the story of the ancient sword left by his father. Of course, he would not tell him that he came from the future world.
When Fu Junchuo heard him say that the sword instantly shrank, turning into the size of a hair and drilled into his palm, his beautiful eyes widened, and his face was incredible, and he exclaimed: There is such a magical treasure in the world! Yang Zi, your fortune is so good that even the master is jealous. You said that your true energy is in the shape of a sword. I think it should be related to this.
Yang Zi laughed softly: But I don’t think I am very powerful, otherwise I will be able to protect my master and prevent Yu Wenji from hurting you.
Fu Junchuo felt warm in his heart, and an unprecedented feeling arose from the bottom of his heart. She was an orphan in the Goryeo War. She was trained by Fu Cailin to become a killer and assassin since she was a child. The first condition for becoming a killer is to be ruthless. Therefore, no one has ever treated her so well since she was a child. She even thought that when Yang Zi desperately rushed out of the acupoints and ran out to help, she was increasingly moved without considering her own safety.
Fu Junchuo smiled and said: Do you protect me? Are you a master or I am a master?
Seeing that she seemed to be in good spirits, Yang Zi felt much more relaxed and said: Beauty Master, have you never heard a saying that "You are better than you are better than you?" The Yangtze River pushes the previous waves. Which master in the world doesn't want the disciples he taught can achieve something? Now it's the master who protects his disciples, and in the future it's the disciples who protect their masters.
Fu Junchuo couldn't help but feel funny and said: Then you will have to practice martial arts diligently in the future. Master is waiting for you to protect him!
As soon as he said that, he suddenly felt something was wrong and his face turned red
Fu Junchuo is naturally beautiful and looks so proud of his pretty nose, but at this moment, there is a bit of shyness on his pretty face, which is simply the most beautiful scenery in the world. Yang Zi was stunned and looked at his beautiful master blankly, but he didn't care about his feelings. Fu Junchuo's face became more and more red and bright.
The atmosphere became ambiguous. Fu Junchuo had such a feeling. When he was watched, his heart was so nervous that he was beating faster. There was also a sweet feeling. Although Fu Junchuo was in his twenties, he had never had much contact with any man. She was very surprised. Why didn’t he look at him like this before?
It was the first time Yang Zi looked at her directly like this. Her skin was as bright as snow, her cheeks were dizzy, her thin and straight nose bridge, her slightly raised nose tip, her beautiful eyes were elegant, especially at the corners of her eyes, with a little charming. When she was shy at this moment, her eyes were flowing in her eyes, as if there was a light flashing. Yang Zi saw her nervousness, but he was also so nervous that his palms were sweating.
It turns out that when the beauty master blushed, she is more beautiful than when she is cold and frosty. Yang Zi couldn't help but lean down and slowly approached her. Her red lips were bright and had an attractive luster, like fresh red cherries, which made people want to taste it.
Fu Junchuo's breathing became rapid, and his face seemed to be on fire, which made her almost unable to open her eyes. Sufeng was violently ups and downs, and his heart was beating to suffocate.
A man's smell came to his nose. Fu Junchuo's beautiful eyes were closed, and his hands were so nervous that he grabbed the sand on the ground. In a panic, his fragrant lips were already pressed. But at this moment, Fu Junchuo's mind had already turned blank with a bang.
Yang Zi spit out the tip of her tongue, licking her soft lips, seducing her to itch and open her mouth, and immediately invaded her thick tongue, rolling away, Fu Junchuo, whose heart was lost, was as if he had fallen into the clouds, panting thinly, his fragrant tongue was already blocked by him, and he was sucked out, confused, his mind was in a mess, and his body was a little heavy, Yang Zi had quietly fallen on her, greedily tasting her fragrant sperm, and his other two hands naturally held a pair of little white rabbits.
A feeling of comfort like an electric shock penetrated into Fu Junchuo's limbs and bones. As his palms were kneaded and stroked, Fu Junchuo was fascinated and immediately fell in love with this wonderful feeling.
I don't know how long it took to kiss, Fu Junchuo's tender red lips were also slightly swollen. Yang Zi's evil hands stroked every part of her delicate body, touching her itchy and slight. Suddenly, Fu Junchuo, who had his eyes tightly closed, found that he had stopped moving, and his heart was filled with disappointment.
The beautiful eyes opened, the light flowed, and the affection was endless. Suddenly she found that Yang Zi was untiing her belt. Fu Junchuo was so embarrassed that he quickly closed his eyes and did not dare to look at him. His heart was beating faster and faster. She vaguely knew what was going on. Her heart was panicked. For a moment, her thoughts were chaotic, and she was afraid and expectant. She was pressed on her body just now. When she was pushed by the hard thing under his crotch, she immediately felt like she was weak all over. Although she was uneasy and even scared, her body betrayed her and couldn't help but react.
She grew up so old, not afraid of death or threat, and countless people were killed in her hands, and she never knew what it was. But at this moment, she discovered her weakness. This strange contradictory psychology really made her feel at a loss. She felt a chill on her body. Her long skirt was lifted up by him, and her slender and evenly fleshy legs were exposed. She felt ashamed. She reached out to grab her skirt in panic and begged weakly: Yang Zi...No, we can't...I am your master Ah
Yang Zi did not take off her top, but took off all her pants. A steaming rod was hideous and mighty, and a clear liquid was overflowing from the top, almost dripping.
When Fu Junchuo stopped him, his heart became increasingly lustful. He held her legs with both hands and looked at the pure white narrow underwear with greed, slightly bulging, and a faint black look. Because the place was already wet with honey, it reflected the beautiful redness of the flesh slit in the middle. He could not bear it. He smacked his dry mouth and said hoarsely: Master, let your disciple take good care of you!
Yang Zi roared angrily, and his right palm clenched the broken sword tightly. Before he could take two steps, the wind suddenly blew across his back, his belt tightened, his body immediately lightened, and his feet left the ground. He had been lifted up by Fu Junchuo, and rushed forward like a cloud of fog.
The shouting and scolding came from behind. Yang Zi felt the lightning speed, and was secretly surprised that Fu Junchuo was still maintaining such speed after being injured. The Yi Jian lineage seemed to be not only famous in swordsmanship, but also in light skills.
It is no luck that Fu Cailin was famous all over the world, but Yang Zi was still a little dissatisfied. Although he was only sixteen years old, he was as tall as an ordinary person, and even a height of 1.75 meters is very tall in this era. But Fu Junchuo often carried a belt, and was not carrying a kitten or a puppy. Can't he fly side by side like the Condor Heroes?
A long roar came from far to near, and Yang Zi heard that it was Yu Wenji's voice, and he was secretly anxious. Although Fu Junchuo had excellent light skills, his internal and external injuries came together, and he carried himself. How could he be able to escape Yu Wenji?
He shouted: Beauty Master, let me go, leave alone, Yu Wenhe will definitely not dare to kill me, I will block you for a while
Fu Junchuo lifted his energy and moved quickly. If he was distracted, his speed would definitely be greatly reduced. Of course, he ignored it. No matter how Yang Zi shouted, he never spoke, and ran a few miles away. Seeing Yu Wen and getting closer, he suddenly stretched out his fingers and pointed several acupoints in his own way. A mouthful of blood was spurting out, and internal force increased. Fu Junchuo's speed became faster and faster, and he actually threw Yu Wen and he went far away.
Yang Zi only felt the sound of wind in her ears, knowing that this little life was saved, but Wei Zhenzhen was still in the cave on the mountain and had not eaten for a day and a night. Fu Junchuo pointed the acupoints, and at least it could be automatically untied the next day. She didn't eat for a day and a night. Moreover, she didn't know martial arts, and Yang Zi was very worried.
Fu Junchuo ran all the way, walking towards the wilderness until he ran sixty or seventy miles and came to a valley, and then he put Yang Zi down.
Yang Zi was lifted by her in the middle of the night, her hands and feet were numb, her waist was tired, her back hurt, and she sat on the ground with dissatisfaction: Master Beauty, can you please stop carrying me and walk in the future? I am a young man who is in a beautiful and elegant way, and you have lost all your face.
When he turned around, he saw Fu Junchuo's pretty face as pale as paper and his lips were blue. Yang Zi exclaimed: Master, what's wrong with you?
At first, Fu Junchuo saw Yang Zi and Wei Zhenzhen playing as a kid because he was using his skills in the cave. He had a problem with his inner breath. Although he was lucky enough to save his life by Yang Zi accidentally, his internal strength only recovered more than 30%. Then he fought with Yu Wen and this first-class master. His internal strength was almost exhausted. When he ran away with Yang Zi, he used the unique technique of the master. By stimulating the potential of the human body, his internal strength increased sharply, and he threw Yu Wen and he was thrown away in one breath. However, at this time, his internal strength was exhausted again, and this side effect was too great. Fu Junchuo put Yang Zi down and could no longer stand steadily. He fell to the ground and smiled and said: I...is pretty good, I should be able to hold on for a while.
Yang Zi said tremblingly: What does it mean to hold on for a while? Master, don’t scare me, I also want you to teach me martial arts, and then spread the world and give you a face.
Fu Junchuo smiled sadly: You probably can't die yet. When dawn, you will return in this direction and take Wei Zhenzhen.
She raised her hand and pointed to the way she came, but her arms were raised halfway down, and her body was lying down softly. Yang Zi hurried forward and helped her lie down, saying: Master, I will heal your luck for you
Fu Junchuo's mouth moved, and he didn't say anything, his eyes slowly closed. When Yang Zi saw her, he knew that he was not optimistic. Without waiting for her to agree, he immediately stretched out his palm and placed it between her chest and abdomen, injecting internal force. After a moment, Yang Zi's heart trembled violently. It turned out that Fu Junchuo's internal breath was exhausted, and several important meridians were alive. In this situation, even if he could save his life, his internal force would not be able to recover.
Yang Zi knows very well that if a martial arts practitioner loses his internal strength, it can be considered as losing his life.
In order to save herself, she did not hesitate to exchange her life. Yang Zi was sad from it. She seemed arrogant and ruthless, and she wanted to fight and kill her, but at the critical moment of life and death, she did not abandon herself and flee...
Yang Zi calmed down and sent his true energy into her body continuously. About half an hour later, Fu Junchuo woke up slowly, and her face turned red. As usual, she smiled and said: Yu Wenhua is not chasing her, right?
Yang Zi shook his head and said: No, we have walked such a long journey, the world is so big, he is not really a dog, so where can we go to find us? What's more, this valley is deserted and it's hard for him to find it here.
Fu Junchuo nodded and said: That's good, by the way, your true energy is very strange. Have you really learned martial arts from Master Ning Daoqi?
Yang Zi smiled and said: It seems that I am very good at lying people. Not only did I deceive Yu Wenji, but I also deceived my master.
Fu Junchuo said in surprise: Since that's the case, why is your true energy so strange? Don't tell me, you are really born with true energy.
Yang Zi's heart moved and asked: Master, I think it might be related to a sword.
He told the story of the ancient sword left by his father. Of course, he would not tell him that he came from the future world.
When Fu Junchuo heard him say that the sword instantly shrank, turning into the size of a hair and drilled into his palm, his beautiful eyes widened, and his face was incredible, and he exclaimed: There is such a magical treasure in the world! Yang Zi, your fortune is so good that even the master is jealous. You said that your true energy is in the shape of a sword. I think it should be related to this.
Yang Zi laughed softly: But I don’t think I am very powerful, otherwise I will be able to protect my master and prevent Yu Wenji from hurting you.
Fu Junchuo felt warm in his heart, and an unprecedented feeling arose from the bottom of his heart. She was an orphan in the Goryeo War. She was trained by Fu Cailin to become a killer and assassin since she was a child. The first condition for becoming a killer is to be ruthless. Therefore, no one has ever treated her so well since she was a child. She even thought that when Yang Zi desperately rushed out of the acupoints and ran out to help, she was increasingly moved without considering her own safety.
Fu Junchuo smiled and said: Do you protect me? Are you a master or I am a master?
Seeing that she seemed to be in good spirits, Yang Zi felt much more relaxed and said: Beauty Master, have you never heard a saying that "You are better than you are better than you?" The Yangtze River pushes the previous waves. Which master in the world doesn't want the disciples he taught can achieve something? Now it's the master who protects his disciples, and in the future it's the disciples who protect their masters.
Fu Junchuo couldn't help but feel funny and said: Then you will have to practice martial arts diligently in the future. Master is waiting for you to protect him!
As soon as he said that, he suddenly felt something was wrong and his face turned red
Fu Junchuo is naturally beautiful and looks so proud of his pretty nose, but at this moment, there is a bit of shyness on his pretty face, which is simply the most beautiful scenery in the world. Yang Zi was stunned and looked at his beautiful master blankly, but he didn't care about his feelings. Fu Junchuo's face became more and more red and bright.
The atmosphere became ambiguous. Fu Junchuo had such a feeling. When he was watched, his heart was so nervous that he was beating faster. There was also a sweet feeling. Although Fu Junchuo was in his twenties, he had never had much contact with any man. She was very surprised. Why didn’t he look at him like this before?
It was the first time Yang Zi looked at her directly like this. Her skin was as bright as snow, her cheeks were dizzy, her thin and straight nose bridge, her slightly raised nose tip, her beautiful eyes were elegant, especially at the corners of her eyes, with a little charming. When she was shy at this moment, her eyes were flowing in her eyes, as if there was a light flashing. Yang Zi saw her nervousness, but he was also so nervous that his palms were sweating.
It turns out that when the beauty master blushed, she is more beautiful than when she is cold and frosty. Yang Zi couldn't help but lean down and slowly approached her. Her red lips were bright and had an attractive luster, like fresh red cherries, which made people want to taste it.
Fu Junchuo's breathing became rapid, and his face seemed to be on fire, which made her almost unable to open her eyes. Sufeng was violently ups and downs, and his heart was beating to suffocate.
A man's smell came to his nose. Fu Junchuo's beautiful eyes were closed, and his hands were so nervous that he grabbed the sand on the ground. In a panic, his fragrant lips were already pressed. But at this moment, Fu Junchuo's mind had already turned blank with a bang.
Yang Zi spit out the tip of her tongue, licking her soft lips, seducing her to itch and open her mouth, and immediately invaded her thick tongue, rolling away, Fu Junchuo, whose heart was lost, was as if he had fallen into the clouds, panting thinly, his fragrant tongue was already blocked by him, and he was sucked out, confused, his mind was in a mess, and his body was a little heavy, Yang Zi had quietly fallen on her, greedily tasting her fragrant sperm, and his other two hands naturally held a pair of little white rabbits.
A feeling of comfort like an electric shock penetrated into Fu Junchuo's limbs and bones. As his palms were kneaded and stroked, Fu Junchuo was fascinated and immediately fell in love with this wonderful feeling.
I don't know how long it took to kiss, Fu Junchuo's tender red lips were also slightly swollen. Yang Zi's evil hands stroked every part of her delicate body, touching her itchy and slight. Suddenly, Fu Junchuo, who had his eyes tightly closed, found that he had stopped moving, and his heart was filled with disappointment.
The beautiful eyes opened, the light flowed, and the affection was endless. Suddenly she found that Yang Zi was untiing her belt. Fu Junchuo was so embarrassed that he quickly closed his eyes and did not dare to look at him. His heart was beating faster and faster. She vaguely knew what was going on. Her heart was panicked. For a moment, her thoughts were chaotic, and she was afraid and expectant. She was pressed on her body just now. When she was pushed by the hard thing under his crotch, she immediately felt like she was weak all over. Although she was uneasy and even scared, her body betrayed her and couldn't help but react.
She grew up so old, not afraid of death or threat, and countless people were killed in her hands, and she never knew what it was. But at this moment, she discovered her weakness. This strange contradictory psychology really made her feel at a loss. She felt a chill on her body. Her long skirt was lifted up by him, and her slender and evenly fleshy legs were exposed. She felt ashamed. She reached out to grab her skirt in panic and begged weakly: Yang Zi...No, we can't...I am your master Ah
Yang Zi did not take off her top, but took off all her pants. A steaming rod was hideous and mighty, and a clear liquid was overflowing from the top, almost dripping.
When Fu Junchuo stopped him, his heart became increasingly lustful. He held her legs with both hands and looked at the pure white narrow underwear with greed, slightly bulging, and a faint black look. Because the place was already wet with honey, it reflected the beautiful redness of the flesh slit in the middle. He could not bear it. He smacked his dry mouth and said hoarsely: Master, let your disciple take good care of you!
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