Xiaoqing put her face on his chest and said softly: "But she is already dirty. My good man, don't you really dislike her?"

Qin Juexiang suddenly felt something was wrong. Just as he was about to dodge, he saw Xiaoqing raising his eyebrows in his arms, and a burst of force surged. He quickly used his internal strength. Wang Shibai Qingniu's rushing force instantly reached the extreme and pushed forward.

With a loud "bang", the two of them shot in the air, "bang," and "bang," and both of them fell on the blue brick floor.

Qin Juexiang lay there and felt a buzzing sound in his mind. He couldn't struggle for a moment. He barely raised his head and gritted his teeth and said, "You...you are also Wang Shibai..."

Xiaoqing struggled to get up, swaying, and laughed: "Of course I can do it, but this just now wasn't. This is the length of the dragon bone. How about it, it tastes good. There is a fireproof waterway inside the library of the Jingjian Hall. When I crawled out with my secret book, you two set a big fire, burned all the books in the hall, but they couldn't burn the girl to death. This is God's will," she laughed "hohohohohohohoho" and suddenly "wow" and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ground [Xianmo: After all, the skill of the kung fu is deeper,].

Qin Juexiang vomited blood almost at the same time and gasped: "It turns out that you have practiced the length and strength of the dragon bone... It was you, it was you who killed the little shark just now, and it was you who forced Hsinchu."

The blood in Xiaoqing's mouth continued to flow out, draped on her chest, like a tongue that could reach the abdomen, but she smiled without feeling any pain: "Yes, watch your favorite person destroy yourself bit by bit, and then show you what's more beautiful than this? If you came early and watched early, what's the point? Hohohohohohohohohoho,"

Qin Juexiang's nose was wrinkled, and black blood was dripping everywhere in his orifices, which looked extremely terrifying. He struggled to hold on, and panted with his knees: "What's the point of pretending to be a ghost... Nuan'er, why didn't that little bitch come out to kill me?"

Xiaoqing swallowed a mouthful of blood and smiled and said, "She, she misses you all day long, how could she kill you?"

At this time, a girl's voice came from the attic of the Sutra: "Hey, where am I? Sister Qing, Sister Qing, where have you been?... Hsinchu, what's wrong with you, Hsinchu,"

Xiaoqing shouted to the attic: "Nan'er, you're awake, don't you open the window and look. Your good brother is here, and I'm just talking about you,"

The paper window of the attic opened, and a girl in green clothes poked her head out. It was Nuan'er [Xianmo: Juexiang was originally wearing only red clothes, Nuan'er was wearing green clothes, which was the match between red men and green women. Later, Juexiang was no longer a "red man", but Nuan'er was still "green woman". The clothes were just the thought, Juexiang changed, Nuan'er had not changed,], she grew tall and had a well-proportioned figure, and had a girlish figure. Seeing Qin Juexiang in the courtyard, she immediately said "Ah," and did not turn around and walk the stairs. She climbed out directly on the windowsill and shouted, "Brother Xianger," suddenly didn't step on it, rolled down and fell down, "bang" to the ground, with both hands open, and couldn't get up.

Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Look at you, the little drunk cat, you are so anxious when you see your brother Xianger." In the attic, Hsinchu covered her crotch with one hand and poked her head out with the other hand. Her face was painful and concerned, "Nannuan, how are you?"

Qin Juexiang looked at Nuan'er who couldn't get up on the ground, then looked up at Hsinchu and said, "What are you doing?"

Xiaoqing smiled: "This girl is also your favorite thing. How can I not take care of her? She slapped her and threw her to Hsinchu for fun. There is no sweet date, but only a slap. How can I make him obedient?"

Nuaner fell so hard that she couldn't breathe. After hearing this, she wanted to scream loudly: "You're talking nonsense, I wasn't over him..." But the sound was very weak. She didn't know what happened after she fell asleep.

“Hahahahahahaha,”

Qin Juexiang laughed: "I deserve it, I deserve it, [Xian Mo: I really hate Chen Zhibin in my heart, and I feel happy when I see this scene] "I wiped my hand back, pulled out the Yingheng sword and stared at Xiaoqing: "You helped me like this, I feel embarrassed. Let's talk to each other, and I will send you to the Western Paradise,"

Xiaoqing didn't expect that he could still have combat power, and he also pulled out the small sword from his back [Xianmo: Very short and extremely long], and sneered, "I can do it, so why do you kill me?" Qin Juexiang rushed forward, and the fast sword was splashed, Yingyan swung it up, and the attack range was very wide. Xiaoqing's sword could not be approached at all, and she had nowhere to use it. After two or three moves, she opened several holes in her shoulders and arms. She knew that it was not possible. Seeing Yingyan's sword stabbed again, the small sword was slightly lowered and rolled into the ground, and suddenly reached Qin Juexiang's approach, and his spine surged, and he opened his arms to hug him.

Qin Juexiang knew that she wanted to use the fish and dragon to burn her jade and stone, so he quickly threw her sword. He swung his body and patted her palms horizontally. When Xiaoqing made a "bang" sound, he was in the middle of Xiaoqing's chest. The two of them flew back at the same time. Qin Juexiang tripped several times and barely stabilized his body. Xiaoqing turned over in the air, her feet were covered with the ground and bent her body to "cry" and wiped a line of cigarettes on the blue bricks. She hooked her neck and frowned and said, "Big handprint...uh... [Xianmo: Sonam Gyatso saved Juexiang's life. He also had to pull a long line to write martial arts. She felt that she was about to vomit blood again, so she hurriedly suppressed her breath, and tried to drag the wound and jumped over the wall. She ran three times and two lines disappeared.

Qin Juexiang had actually reached his limit. Seeing Xiaoqing disappear, he exhaled in this breath and knelt on the ground softly.

When Nuaner saw him covered in blood, she struggled hard, stumbled to him and called out, "Brother Xianger, Brother Xianger, how are you doing? Where are you injured?"

"Bitch..."

Qin Juexiang gritted his teeth and suddenly supported her and threw her under him.

Nuan'er was frightened and stunned. Let his clothes be torn to pieces by him, and there was no time to be shy. He called "Brother Xianger..." and suddenly felt the whole body hurt like a torn and tear. He gasped and suffocated his breath. Qin Juexiang ignored it and moved happily like a dog, tilting his face high, not looking at her face, and shouted: "Sister Xin, Sister Xin," Tears mixed with blood trembled with the rapid speed, and at the same time they shook down on his cheeks. A heart was as sad as if torn apart.

Hsinchu struggled to jump out of the attic window, fell down and limped, rushed over and pushed Qin Juexiang, crying loudly: "You go down, you go down,"

Qin Juexiang waved his arm and threw him far away. Hsinchu got up again and again and again, and was knocked away again and again. He suddenly had an idea, untied his belt, buckled it behind Qin Juexiang, and put it forward, and was placing it around Qin Juexiang's neck. He kicked the ground with his feet and pulled it back desperately like a tug of war, trying to strangle Qin Juexiang to death.

First, he was injured because his body was not strong enough. Second, Qin Juexiang was only concerned about detoxification and life, so he didn't care about him. He pressed Nuaner's slender shoulders with both hands, and his neck was bent backwards, but he couldn't shout, but his movements were still not stopped. The skin above the neck tightened part of the skin gradually became red and purple, and the blood vessels veins burst. [Xian Mo: Last time he was dying was Xin Lule, someone else violated the place name, Jue Xiang broke the belt, laughed]

Nuaner tilted her head and closed her eyes tightly. Her face showed two wine vortexes due to her tight teeth. Her lips turned blue and white due to her tightness. Her two little hands held her forks to cover her chest, enduring all the tremors and shocks. Until the last sound of the muffled and heart-wrenching "Sister Xin," she called out, and everything finally came to silence.

There was a slight "gudong" sound, and someone fell to the ground.

It's Hsinchu.

Qin Juexiang recovered from the blankness of his mind, and noticed that the suffocation disappeared. He felt something was wrong. He suddenly turned around and the back door of the courtyard was open. He saw Xin Lu's face full of tears, and his toes were just on the waist of Hsinchu.

"Xin,"

Qin Juexiang shouted for half of the time, but suddenly felt that he was so sad that he was so cold in Xinlu's eyes that he could no longer shout.

Xinlu turned around and ran out of the door.

Qin Juexiang was stunned for a moment, straightened his eyes, slowly turned around, looked at Nuan'er under him, suddenly swung his hand and opened his bows left and right, slapped her more than a dozen mouths, and shouted while thrusting: "Little turtle, bastard, it's all you, it's all you,"

Nuan'er dared not hide, and her cheeks were swollen because of the thrust, and her under-skin silk threads turned red. She closed her eyes and said nothing. Her thin body was as white, weak and slender as a lamb who had just been cut.

Qin Juexiang grabbed her and shouted: "Are you a human being? Don't you feel pain? You cry, cry for me."

Nuan'er opened the thin cracks of her eyes, which were squeezed by the swollen face, and tried hard to pull out a smile for him: "That day, I promised you that you will never cry, have you forgotten?"

Qin Juexiang remembered: That was what she said after squatting under her window and freezing for the night. He remembered that he once said to her: "I don't want anyone from now on, I want you." He felt so distressed and felt extremely uncomfortable. He gritted his teeth and said, "From the beginning to the end, I just played with you, and I never liked you at all. Do you know that the only one sister Xin I like is,"

"I know, I know..." Nuan'er's eyes tilted sourly: "I know you miss her in your heart, but I only think of you in my heart..."

Qin Juexiang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly his facial features were twisted. He pulled his head with his hands and screamed like a ghost crying and wolf howling towards the sky. His fingers were swung like a rake, and he grabbed and scratched Nuaner, making the bricks fly, his nails cracked, and dust and smoke rose.

He jumped violently, tore off the cloth strip on his neck, and shouted: "Sister Xin," he opened his arms and rushed out from the back door of the courtyard.

"Brother Xianger,"

Nuaner finally sat up and saw that she was covered with scattered strips of cloth. The coldness penetrated half of her body, and her lower limbs were still there, but she didn't feel it, as if she had been cut in half.

"Brother Xianger,"

She endured the pain and called out, stood up with her body supporting her, and the bloodline between her legs dripped like a stream.

"Wait for me, Brother Xianger...wait for me..."

She covered her clothes and moved two steps like a duck-like step. She felt a little revived. Suddenly she remembered that Qin Juexiang had fallen down. She hurriedly turned around and picked up the Yinghen sword. She turned her heels outward, reached the wall, and followed him one by one. [Xian Mo: I thought that picking up things for him was a stroke of magic. I sighed. Since I read martial arts, I have never seen this murderous word. I have been scattered. I can't insert my criticism into my mouth. I won't say anything anymore.]
Chapter completed!