"Zhuo Gongzi, don't worry, since I dare to ask for that sword, I naturally won't be afraid of others coming to grab it!

"That is, being able to snatch me from the hands of Qiu Wancheng of the Flying Dragon Gate is not something that ordinary people can do!" Zhuo Yifan said. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Where, Zhuo Gongzi praised me, I am just an ordinary person. "Mu Ling is a smart person, he sensed that something was wrong and quickly covered it up.

Seeing that she flipped quickly, Zhuo Yifan knew that she had already realized it, and it seemed that it was not easy to ask for her identity from her mouth.

"What, with your strength, are you afraid that I will know your identity?" Zhuo Yifan asked deliberately.

"I'm not afraid that you'll know, it's better that you still don't know something, I'm doing this for your good. ”

"Well, I should thank you. ”

"I don't need to thank you, telling me the whereabouts of that sword is the best thank you to me. As she spoke, she moved her sharp buttocks slightly and moved closer to Zhuo Yifan.

She was already very fragrant, and the closer she got to him at this time, the more intense and mellow the intoxicating body fragrance became, like being in a hundred flowers, which made people feel confused. It's like drinking a glass again, the daughter who has been in the cellar for a long time is red, and the rich and rich aroma of wine fills the mouth and nose, which makes people intoxicated.

Her beautiful eyebrows are slender and curved, her cheeks are fair and soft, and her cherry red lips are like two petals. When he saw her snow-white neck and bulging chest, Zhuo Yifan's heart was numb, as if he had been hit by electricity.

?“ Seeing this, the girl brushed the tip of her nose with her white onion fingers, and said with a smile: "Master Zhuo, why do you look at people like this, as if you don't know me." ”

Zhuo Yifan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he quickly turned his expression around, and said, "How could it be!" He endured the uneasy heart and tried his best to relax.

The beauty of a woman, no man will refuse to appreciate it, as one of the seven great Shura of Tianxiang Pavilion, the wood spirit naturally knows better than any woman, just because she knows this very well, she uses it so handy.

Zhuo Yifan originally planned to continue to detect her identity, but he really didn't expect her to use such a trick, even if Zhuo Yifan knew that she did it on purpose, but as a man, he was powerless to compete, because she was really beautiful, among the women he knew, she was an incomparably delicate one, and a woman with strength in softness.

Looking at her, Zhuo Yifan slowly didn't dare to look directly, he turned his face slightly, and no longer focused on her, so as not to provoke himself to feel more uncomfortable.

Seeing his dodging eyes, Mu Ling knew that with Xiangyi's appearance, the man in front of him had already begun to be tempted. Tempting women are the most vulnerable, and the same is true for tempting men.

She stretched out her slender and white onion fingers and stretched out to Zhuo Yifan's face, and as soon as her fingers touched his face, Zhuo Yifan's body hurriedly leaned back, her behavior was something he never expected.

And that brief touch made Zhuo Yifan feel that her hands were really cold, and every finger was like an ice blade, so cold that his hot heart socket.

Zhuo Yifan really didn't expect that in such a weather, she could be so cold, which really surprised him.

But this feeling suddenly made him think that he had had a similar experience before. That experience is by the pond stone bridge, those women who enjoy the joy of fish and water before bloodthirsty.

Those women are also delicate and charming, sexy and enchanting, but what they do is extremely frightening.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously remembered the scene of that night again.

It was a very quiet night, and I don't know who brought him into a strange and strange place for him.

The white jade-like carcass by the pond, the slender wicker-like waist, the towering chest, and the straight and slender jade legs......

There is also a fiery teasing of men, and an irrepressible desire......

If these are fire, and those sharp teeth are ice, ice that makes people's bones stand on end, it is a terrible nightmare.

The fangs pierced the neck, gurgling blood and flowing down the neck......

The man's hideous expression and heart-rending shouts could not make a sound......

Mu Ling's cold hand reminded him a lot at once, and thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but shudder.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Zhuo Yifan's strange reaction, Mu Ling's beautiful eyebrows frowned and looked at him puzzled.

Zhuo Yifan did not respond to her curiosity, but looked at her with a scrutinizing gaze, but kept secretly thinking in his heart.

Did she have anything to do with the bloodthirsty women? That night, knowing that she was going to be bitten to death by the women, she woke up in her room, and she did not admit that she had saved herself, but said that she had slept all night by the woods in the mass graveyard.

Before that, he felt that he had seen her, and that was when Qiu Wancheng fought with a woman, and Qiu Wancheng called her the green-clothed Shura.

At this time, looking at the face in front of him again, Zhuo Yifan's eyes couldn't help but be round, because this face was indeed the face he had seen before he fell into a coma.

That's right, it's her, she's the woman who was defeated in the battle with Qiu Wancheng, and she took herself with her when she fled.

Although he was confused at the time, her face made him very familiar, because he had seen it once on the road before, the woman in the carriage - Xiangyi.

After being taken to that mysterious place, she woke up from her room and walked to the edge of the pool by mistake, only to see a thrilling scene, and those bloodthirsty women, when they were about to do it, it should be that she saved herself, this is the place she brought herself to, it can be said that it is her territory, and her martial arts are still so high.

Thinking of this, it can almost be straightened out, she is the green-clothed Shura who fought with Qiu Wancheng, and only she can find Qiu Wancheng's trouble three times and twice.

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan did not react, and his expression was strange and panicked, Mu Ling had to become cautious.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Mu Ling said with a solemn face.

Seeing that she was cautious, Zhuo Yifan was afraid that she would be detected, so he hurriedly said, "No...... Nothing?"

Mu Ling was a very smart person, and when he saw his strange expression, he knew that he was insincere. However, even so, the other party was unwilling to say it, and she was helpless against it.

She smiled deliberately and said, "Aren't people beautiful?"

"Beautiful!" Zhuo Yifan said lightly, because he knew that she was a green-clothed Shura, so he was much calmer than before.

"Beauty, why are you still lukewarm to others?" she deliberately blew a sip of aroma on Zhuo Yifan, and said softly: "Do you not like women, or do you not like me?"

She was nakedly teasing, if it had been before, maybe he would still be fascinated, but now he can't, all this is not only affected by her identity, but also by those neck-biting and bloodthirsty scenes.