Chapter 39: The Descendants of Kongtong

In her mind, Shen Jiayao was completely lost in the short two seconds, and when the hot and unfamiliar feeling between her lips passed away, she realized that her heartbeat was like a drum, and she couldn't breathe no matter how she breathed.

"Aunt Xiao, see you next time......" Ye Fan stuffed the last cigarette butt into the corner of Shen Jiayao's mouth, waved his hand and swaggered out.

The expression on Xiao Fei's face became extremely complicated, shocked, crying and laughing, helpless......

How can there be a man who has kissed someone and done such a thing? He's just an inscrutable bastard.

The smell of inferior cigarettes wafted into the tip of her nose, and Shen Jiayao suddenly resumed her actions like a clockwork alarm clock, took a few puffs, spit out the disgusting cigarette butt, her face was crimson, and her heart was full of anger.

I was forcibly kissed! Only then did I think that her first kiss was so easily lost, why was it him, not someone else? A cat and a dog are fine! Endless shame and anger are intertwined in the bottom of her heart, and Shen Jiayao's angry roar chased Ye Fan into the distance: "Bastard, I will definitely kill you!"

"Well, there are still thirteen hours until tomorrow morning, and I will calculate the time for you......" Ye Fan's voice responded from afar, Shen Jiayao's eyes darkened, and she almost fell.

Goddamn bastard, bastard!

Xiao Fei stared at Shen Jiayao's crumbling appearance, put away the pistol, and her heart was full of inexplicable feelings.

At the door of the warehouse, a large group of members of the Four Seas Society blocked Ye Fan's way.

"Let him go!" Xiao Fei shouted.

There is no other choice, such a pervert can only win over, not make enemies.

"Hehe, see you later, brothers. Ye Fan put his hands in his pockets, whistled proudly, and walked out of the factory.

When I look up again, I don't have a car, I don't know the road!

Turn around and ask them to take a ride? Forget it! If you don't get it, it's another trouble.

Let's walk up the road first and call someone to pick it up.

Ten minutes later, Ye Fan walked along the original road to a dilapidated bus stop, dialed Lu Qingyu's mobile phone, and made an appointment to wait for her to pick her up here.

At this moment, Shen Jiayao's motorcade rumbled past in front of him, the dazzling headlights illuminated his pure dick figure, the window glass slowly fell, and a snow-white middle finger stood up and crossed in front of him.

"I rely on ......"

The only thing that answered him was a burst of car exhaust, which was full of taste.

"It's amazing to have a car! It's not that I've been surrendered by my uncle, grandma's! I should have touched it just now, and I should have ...... it" Ye Fan took a hateful puff of cigarette, leaned on the pillar of the platform, and put on a chic posture, waiting for Sister Lu.

In the evening, the suburban road was sparsely populated, and the lone iron sheets floating on the platform pillars creaked.

Occasionally, a truck would pass by, kicking up a large amount of smoke and dust, and it was desolate and deserted.

Ye Fan flicked his fingers and flicked the cigarette ash, and the corner of his eye glanced behind him inadvertently, and at some point, dozens of meters away from him, there was an extra figure there.

"Wow, what the hell!" he screamed, as if he was really frightened.

The muscles on the right side of the figure's face jumped twice, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, he sighed slightly in his heart, and walked over slowly.

"What are you doing? I don't have any money, I really don't have any money, or you can take my chastity, let's say okay first, don't slap your face." Poor Baba's voice, coupled with his actor-level performance, really defeated Tu Su.

Standing a few meters in front of Ye Fan, Tu Su's mechanical voice came: "Your chastity, I'm not interested." ”

"No, then you want my life?" Ye Fan glanced around, and said with a decadent expression: "Okay, to be honest, the place you chose is really good, the moon is dark and the wind is high, the wilderness, kill or bury ......"

Tu Su's cold gaze bloomed with a wisp of murderous intent, and with a throw of his hand, a sheathed long sword flew up in the air and fell in front of Ye Fan's eyes.

The sword fell. Splash a few pebbles.

He didn't even answer!?

Tu Su, who has always been cold-spoken, just wants to scold his mother! It is the sword of his master that rarely shows his face, and he is usually reluctant to take it out, for fear of being contaminated with the filth of the world.

Today, in order to show his style as a general, he gave this red star to the other party, but he actually pretended not to understand the rules of the rivers and lakes, and didn't accept it! Why didn't he take it?

"Yo, playing cheap, what age, are there still people playing with swords?" Ye Fan glanced at the sword with a smile, and suddenly said: "Oh, I almost lost my eyes, isn't this the Flying Dragon Sword?"

Tu Su's anger was about to erupt, his face changed slightly when he heard the sound, and he said in a deep voice: "Since you know, then fight quickly!"

"Fight, why don't you do it in the cafeteria?" Ye Fan looked at him with a smile, and suddenly realized: "Ah, I know, are you afraid of losing face if you lose?

“……”

"It's okay, I'll let you make three moves first. Ye Fan smiled: "However, don't blame me for not reminding you, if you haven't cultivated the Great Perfection Realm of Phaseless Divine Skill, it's better to go back and be your bodyguard as soon as possible." ”

Tu Su almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, the Wuxiang Divine Skill is the supreme mastery in the legend of the Kongtong faction, and it is as famous as the Yijin Sutra of Shaolin, not to mention cultivation, I have never seen it.

"If it doesn't work out, take out the Dragon Divine Fist and take a look, don't say you won't even know this......" Ye Fan looked disappointed, pouted, and poked Tu Su's sore spot every word.

The historical origin of the Kongtong faction is extremely far-reaching, the location of its founding sect is located in the Kongtong Mountain of Gansu Province, according to legend, it is the law of Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor to ask Guangchengzi, and is respected as "the first mountain of Taoism in the world", and the status even once exceeded the first blessed land Maoshan Sect!

It is just that in modern times, with the development of science, the prevalence of artillery, and the elimination of superstition, various reasons have caused the cultivation of the true Tao to be lost, or to embark on crooked and evil ways, or to disappear in the rivers and lakes, and Kongtong is no exception.

At that time, the Kongtong faction was famous for its flying dragons, chasing souls, killing people, drunken doors, divine fists, flower stands, strange soldiers, and Xuankong Taiji......

Don't blame him, I really don't blame him, but at this moment, Ye Fan's face is clearly looking down on people, as if the rich and handsome look down on the poor dick.

"If you want to see, I'll let you see enough!"

Although he didn't come to kill, at this moment, Tu Su did have a murderous intent!

I saw him holding the scabbard in one hand, and slowly pulled out the other sword in his hand, and the cold light sword shadow burst out, as if an endless killing machine was drawn from this sword!

Kongtong draws the sword!

Ye Fan looked at him with a calm smile, neither picking up the Flying Dragon Red Star Sword, nor being as afraid as he pretended to be before, with one hand in his trouser pocket and half a cigarette in the other, waiting for Tu Su's earth-shattering sword with nonchalantly.

The three-foot long sword, like a white rainbow shot out, the murderous aura flew high above the head, and a series of afterimages swept out of the steps, and the volley rose up with a blow to the head, carrying the bloody domineering that rolled out of the sea of corpses and bones, ruthless and angry, and slashed down on that invincible opponent!

Tyranny, full tyranny!

Only such a sword move can be felt, and such a momentum is called a battle!