Wang Yi whipped the butterfly to death, causing a sensation again.
Disciples from various sects discussed it one after another.
"This Jinyiwei Wang Qianhu is so powerful that he can kill a butterfly with a whip?"
"Yes, I saw with my own eyes that Hua Butterfly sneaked into the Fairy Tower to do evil to Fairy Qingxuan and Fairy Tantai, but was discovered by Yan Xiaofeng, Wu Sheng, and Situ Jiu, and a shocking battle suddenly began!"
"Damn it, Fairy Qingxuan and Fairy Tantai, why didn't I see them? How beautiful are these two fairies?"
"It's so beautiful that it's beyond description!"
In all the major restaurants, there was endless talk about the two fairies for three days and three nights.
"So, Huadie was killed by Yan Xiaofeng, Wu Sheng, and Situ Jiu in a sneak attack by Yan Xiaofeng, Wu Sheng, and Situ Jiu!"
"Well...that's okay!"
"I heard from them that Huadie had a bad premonition and revealed a shocking news. His master was Xiaoyao Lang!"
"Xiaoyao Lang? Who is it?"
"Xiaoyao Lang doesn't even know that there was a super lewd thief ten years ago in the West who was ruthless and ruthless. He killed his entire family and practiced evil skills. He specially selected the most beautiful women on the list and absorbed their Yin Yuan. Do you think it's scary or not? !”
Xiaoyao Lang, now in his sixties, has unfathomable martial arts skills.
Everyone who saw him died.
When the woman heard the name Xiaoyao Lang, she couldn't help but feel weak.
Big Buddha Temple.
The inner court.
A middle-aged monk entered the Zen room in the inner courtyard, opened the futon and uncovered the stone slab.
Below, there is a bottomless step.
It's so dark.
There is a black mole on the middle-aged monk's neck. The black hair on the mole is very long.
The middle-aged monk went underneath and carefully covered the stone slab.
Da da da!
In the darkness, crisp footsteps sounded.
The underground is like a maze. People who are not familiar with this place can hardly find the right direction.
The middle-aged monk was familiar with the road and soon came to a larger secret room.
In the secret room, there is a bed and a table.
There is a sleeping woman lying on the bed, which is very beautiful.
There is a bronze mirror and an oil lamp on the table.
"Flower bee, why are you here?"
In the secret room, a voice suddenly sounded.
The middle-aged monk quickly saluted respectfully: "Master, senior brother is dead!"
"died?"
The man in the darkness raised his voice, and then asked the middle-aged monk: "How did your senior brother Hua Die die?"
"Master, senior brother went to capture Li Qingxuan and Tantai Xuanji who were on the stunning list, and dedicated them to master. Unexpectedly, they were discovered by Yan Xiaofeng, Wu Sheng, and Situ Jiu. Senior brother was surrounded and could not escape, so he had to fight them. In the end Killed by a sneak attack by Jinyiwei Qianhu Wang Yi!"
The middle-aged monk briefly told how his senior brother Hua Die was killed, and then thought of what his senior brother Hua Die said, and added: "Master, before he died, the senior brother revealed that he was your disciple, and he was still killed by the Jinyi Guard Qianhu Wang Yi in a sneak attack! "
"Hmph, even a small Qianhu dares to kill my disciple and is seeking death!"
In the darkness, there was an angry shout.
Xiaoyao Lang was angry.
He has two apprentices, Flower Butterfly and Flower Honey!
Over the years, Huadie has brought him no less than eight hundred stunning women, which made his life more comfortable than that of the emperor.
Now, the eldest disciple is dead and there is one less servant.
In the future, if he wanted a woman, he would have to do it himself.
"Qianhu, Wang Yi!"
"Yes, Master, he is still Deputy Qianhu, and his strength is extraordinary!"
"So what if he's extraordinary? In my eyes, he's just an ant that can be destroyed easily." Xiaoyao Lang didn't take this little Jin Yiwei Deputy Qianhu in his eyes at all.
He didn't even take the entire Jin Yiwei into consideration.
The dead Jinyiwei commander Ji Gang could be killed with three hundred moves!
"During this period, masters gather together. When the Hundred Kingdoms Martial Arts Conference ends, it will be his death."
Xiaoyao Lang is extremely domineering in the darkness.
"Flower bee, go and tell the outside world: I, Xiaoyao Lang, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, will take the royal robe and guard the king of thousands of households and put his head on his head!"
"Yes, Master!"
The middle-aged monk spends honey and leaves the secret room.
In the darkness, the oil lamp lit up.
A figure suddenly appeared, like a ghost.
This is a middle-aged man who looks to be only thirty-seven or eighteen years old.
His skin was beautiful, without any wrinkles, and his eyes seemed to have whirlpools.
There was a scar on his left earlobe, like a piece of flesh was missing.
The middle-aged man walked to the bed and whispered: "Wake up!"
The woman in bed wakes up.
The woman is about 20 years old, dressed in fancy clothes, her hair tied with a hairpin, and dressed like a knight-errant.
"Owner!"
The woman spoke, her eyes dull.
Xiaoyao Lang was very satisfied, "The Soul Capturing Technique is indeed powerful. Once I master the Soul Capturing Technique, I can capture the souls of more women. Mingyue Palace, Yunmeng Palace, and Baihua Palace are full of stunning women. Haha, I am Xiaoyao Lang’s cultivation speed will definitely speed up, his spirit, energy and spirit will become one, and he will become a powerful master!”
Xiaoyao Lang felt extremely happy, and then ordered the woman: "Take off your clothes and serve your master!"
"Yes, my master!"
The woman took off her clothes and when it was her turn to undress, her dull eyes seemed to be struggling.
Xiaoyao Lang increased his mental control.
The woman's spirit could no longer resist and she took off all her clothes.
Xiaoyao Lang looked up and down, very satisfied, and slowly merged with the woman.
outside world.
Extraordinarily lively.
On New Year's Eve, warriors from all over the world gather together, and descendants of thousands of sects and aristocratic families from the Great Ming Dynasty arrive, as well as masters of the underworld, evil ways, and demons!
Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes!
Where there are rivers and lakes, there are fights!
A life and death arena battle, that's okay!
If you don't speculate and draw your sword, something will happen!
Wang Ye, Pang Long, and Pang Guang were very busy.
Wang Yi was leisurely hiding in the west courtyard to be quiet.
"Grandpa Ghost, Grandpa Ghost, I'm here to see you." A girl entered the west courtyard with a bright smile on her face and two dimples.
"Hey, Xiaojiu is here. We haven't seen her for a few months and she looks beautiful again!" The old ghost laughed.
"Grandpa Ghost, look, this is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake I made for you!" Liu Xiyue placed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in front of the old ghost.
The old ghost took a bite and shouted that it was delicious, "Little friend Wang, come here, come here, eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
The bamboo door of the bamboo house opened, and Wang Yi walked out of the house.
When he saw the girl next to the old ghost, he was a little surprised.
The girl turned out to be the ninth princess Liu Xiyue.
The Ninth Princess dressed a little differently today. She was wearing a cotton-padded jacket embroidered with the full moon, and a small flower on the hairpin on her head. Her oval face was red from the cold, and her little cold-red hands were rubbing constantly. Her little cherry mouth looked at her from time to time. Little hands sigh.
"What is the identity of this old ghost?" Wang Yi was a little curious, just a little bit.
"Come on, little friend Wang, the old ghost will introduce to you, this is Xiao Jiu, Xiao Jiu, this is Wang Yi, the guard of thousands of households in Jinyi, whose martial arts are unfathomable!" The old ghost said that Wang Yi's martial arts are unfathomable, emphasizing his tone.
When Liu Xiyue heard this, she quickly greeted Wang Yi warmly: "Brother Wang, hello!"
Wang Yi nodded slightly as a greeting.
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