"Yang Xiao, Yang Xiao, is it you?"

In Fang Aohan's room, the room was full of spring love, Yang Ziling looked shy, looked at the figure walking in front of her, and muttered in a low voice. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, her whole body skin is red.

On the body, there is a stream of aroma, which is mixed with the aroma of Tianxiang snake fruit, which is full of intoxicating taste.

"Tianxiang Snake Fruit, also known as Tianxiang Snake Fruit, little beauty, at this moment, see how you can escape from the palm of this Shaozong!"

Fang Aohan laughed.

He knew that the effect of the medicine was enough.

Next, it's harvest time.

Seeing the woman in front of him, who usually looked very dignified, at this moment, she had become so charming and moving, with spring in the corners of her eyes, Fang Aohan felt very excited.

I can't stop it anymore.

Step by step, he walked towards her.

Stretching out his hands, the target was directed at the fullness of Yang Ziling's chest.

Look, it's about to run into it.

And Yang Ziling is also shy, and she looks like she is picking.

Fang Aohan's heart beat to the extreme.

The blood is full of blood.

But at this moment, a blood-colored sword light slashed down.

Fang Aohan, who was stretching out his claws, climbed to the peak of his dreams.

A blood-colored sword light flashed.

And then.

There is no then.

Fang Aohan.

Loss of consciousness.

Powdered.

"Hmph, the villain, killing you like this, it's really cheap for you. ”

Yang Xiao's figure appeared in the room and took the blood-devouring sword in his hand.

He scolded in a low voice.

When his gaze swept towards Yang Ziling, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Because......

Because this stupid woman doesn't seem to be in a hurry.

pulled his robe apart.

The bright, snow-white skin was full of seductive redness.

Even if it was Yang Xiao, a guy who was a man in the third world, he was a little unbearable, and he felt a burst of heat surging up from his lower abdomen, and what was even more damning.

The woman was still whispering.

"Yang Xiao, Yang Xiao, I'm so hot, hurry, hug me......"

As he spoke, he staggered towards Yang Xiao, and the wide Xuanqing True Inheritance Disciple Robe on his body stumbled, and the whole thing was planted into Yang Xiao's arms.

Suddenly, he touched Yang Xiao's body.

Yang Xiao, who was already a little unbearable, exploded all of a sudden.

It's not like daylight.

At that time, although Yang Ziling also threw herself into her arms, she was venting her emotions.

It's crying.

But now.

Yang Ziling in her arms was not only half-clothed, but also exuded a drunken aroma all over her body.

It's just unbearable.

Moreover, her hands ......

What's going on?

Oh, hey, you can't touch it there, okay?

Yang Xiao felt.

I can't stand it anymore.

But at this moment.

A terrifying aura came from the center of the Swordsmithing Sect's residence.

"Who! who dares to kill my grandson!"

Roar.

woke up Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao knows.

No matter what you do now, it's not the time.

And, in this case, if you really do something.

That's what makes it bad.

Therefore, he forcibly used great perseverance to cut off his desires, took a deep breath, put on Yang Ziling's clothes, and at the same time, patted his hand lightly on Yang Ziling's body.

Suddenly, this pestering little goblin fell asleep.

Yang Xiao just picked her up, and before he could carry her on his back, the door was pushed open.

It's a girl in red makeup.

The girl looked panicked, and the makeup on her face seemed to be only half drawn, so she ran over, if she just looked at her, Yang Xiao really didn't recognize it.

But what a warrior is best at recognizing is the aura of others.

Therefore, Yang Xiao knows who this woman is.

Fang Yun.

Fang Aohan's younger sister.

It's the one who hooked up with him during the day.

At this moment, I saw Yang Xiao.

Fang Yun also looked sluggish: "Why are you? Yang Ziling brought you here? Impossible, I obviously asked that person to only ask her to come alone......"

"It turns out that you still have your share in this matter. ”

Yang Xiao sneered.

Seeing him laughing, Fang Yun knew that something was wrong, and when he hurriedly wanted to explain, a bloody light appeared.

This woman who is vicious and wants to cling to Yang Xiao.

Immediately died on the spot.

Died under Yang Xiao's blood-devouring sword.

Not even the scum left.

And this time.

Yang Xiao didn't move anymore.

The old god was sitting in the room.

Because he knew that outside, he was already surrounded by people.

The reason why there is no hands-on.

That's why.

The strongest has yet to come.

And this strongest person is the one who roared just now.

His strength.

It should be a martial saint.

"It's just a low-level martial saint, and the shelf is quite big. ”

Yang Xiao thought in his heart.

At the same time, there is also some contempt for these martial saints.

One by one, I don't know what's going on, but as soon as I cultivate my true intentions, I like to put it on my juniors, Yan Changqing is like this, and this guy from the Sword Casting Sect is like this.

Don't they know that boys are going to be free-range?

With such protection, no one dares to touch them, can they grow up?

Besides, a low-level martial saint, if he really encounters a hard stubble, such as himself, if he goes down with a sword, even his true intention will be destroyed for you.

There was no chance of manifestation.

Even if you kill your juniors.

What can I do with myself?

Such a cranky thought.

A terrifying breath pressed down.

It's a pity that Yang Xiao didn't have anything to do, patted his ass and stood up.

Walked out.

for the Lord is coming.

Not only did he come, but the masters of the Sword Casting Sect, who were above the Martial Sect in the station, had all arrived.

Yang Xiao naturally wanted to see it.

"What kind of sacredness is it that you want to make a move on a junior?"

It's just that he hasn't come out yet.

Angry voices were heard outside.

It was the ancestor of the Sword Forging Sect.

That low-level Martial Saint.

"Junior, it's really junior, your junior's means are subordinate, and he actually uses drugs on women, I killed him, what's the matter, do you have any opinions?"

Arrogant.

Yang Xiao's first impression on these people.

It's arrogance.

As soon as he walked out.

He didn't look at the ancestor of the Sword Casting Sect, so he said so presumptuously.

If it is a senior master.

Maybe others don't think it's anything.

But the one in front of him is clearly a teenager.

Suddenly, everyone present was furious.

"Presumptuous! Who are you a junior of your family, breaking into my sword-forging sect to kill people, and dare to be rude to your ancestors?"

"Yes, what are you, a junior, who kills someone, and dares to reverse black and white, and still kneel down to die. ”

The high-level of the Sword Casting Sect scolded Yang Xiao.

It was their ancestor, whose original red hair had already come angrily, but when he saw Yang Xiao so young, he suddenly felt jealous.

If you can defeat your true intentions, I'm afraid you're not a weakling.

The young man in front of him is so young, is it the descendant of some strong man?

Thinking of this, he said, "Junior, who are you, why do you want to kill my grandson!"

"Can't you see that?"

Yang Xiao raised his eyelids and said disdainfully.

He didn't believe that this guy couldn't see it.

With his strength, as long as his spiritual power is swept away, he will know what is the situation of Yang Ziling behind him.

Moreover, Fang Aohan's behavior, as an elder, really didn't he know?

Yang Xiao didn't believe it.

"Hmph, it's so rude, no matter who your elders are, today, this saint must teach you a good lesson, so that you don't cause a big disaster without knowing it. ”

was once again hit by Yang Xiao.

The red-haired ancestor of the Sword Casting Sect didn't care about Yang Xiao's identity.

As a martial saint, he felt that he was already superior, and he never took other people below the martial saint in his eyes.

What's more, a junior who killed his own grandson?

"Oh, I want to do it? Okay, I'm on fire!"

It's not, the fire that was provoked by Yang Ziling just now hasn't been started yet.

These guys don't look like sensible people, otherwise, they wouldn't be scum like Fang Aohan.

Moreover, since it has already been offended.

So.

Kill them all!

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