In the early morning, the morning glow shyly appeared.
" Kill..." On the spacious ground outside the tent, two men and a woman were holding spears in their hands. They danced like dragons as they shouted and practiced their martial arts. Tan Gong and Tan Po, Monk Zhi Guang, Yang Huaiyu, and the others stood around them, nodding and smiling.
Yang Ying was dressed in white, and his eyes were red. He shook his spear hard as if he wanted to shatter the world. As he leaped and moved, his body suddenly changed from hard to soft. The spearhead was like a silver dot, emitting killing intent.
"Sister Ying, what's wrong today? He wasn't usually this fierce, but today, he was full of killing intent! " Remember the Yang Family's spear technique. When you practice, you have to restrain your spirit. Qi follows the spear, and the body and horse are in harmony…" Yang Zhong was practicing the spear. Every move was as if it was made in heaven, and the tip of the spear could move as he pleased. He saw Yang Ying from the corner of his eye. Her suffocating aura spread out, and her murderous aura was threatening. He could not help but remind her.
"I, I was thinking about killing the Xixia people!”Yang Ying gritted her teeth and said angrily. Last night, the bad guy had fought with the three women without caring about her presence. He was on the verge of death two days ago, but he was like a fierce tiger, torturing the three shameless women.
It turned out that this person's injuries had long recovered! It was too shameless to cling onto him and not leave. The more he thought about it, the more he hated it. Unknowingly, his moves were filled with killing intent.
"The Yang family's revenge must be taken! However, Sister Ying, you have to practice martial arts first before killing the Xixia people!”Yang Zhong's eyes reddened as he said firmly.
"I know!" Yang Ying agreed casually, but her mind was elsewhere.
"Good martial arts!" At this moment, Qiao Feng came out and clapped his hands in praise. The three women beside him were all more beautiful than the last. They all had seductive eyes as they hugged him tightly.
"Benefactor, your injuries have healed!" Yang Yong held a spear in his hand, his forehead covered in sweat. His eyes lit up as he smiled at Qiao Feng.
The Yang family's three heroes, two men and one woman, were all filial. With spears in their hands, they all looked heroic.
"Second Brother Yang, my injury, cough, has just recovered!”Qiao Feng cupped his hands and said.
"Look at the gun!" After Yang Ying heard this, her pink face was filled with anger. She was so angry that she stabbed her spear at Qiao Feng.
" Sister Ying..." Yang Zhong and Yang Yong were stunned and shouted anxiously.
"It's okay. I can practice with Sister Ying!”Qiao Feng laughed loudly and let go of the spear. He then used the Dragon Capturing Hand to attack her.
The men were showing mercy everywhere, while the women's every move was fatal.
Yang Ying was filled with hatred. Her beautiful eyes were filled with anger. She wanted to stab this bad guy twice before she was satisfied. However, the moment the move advanced, it was as if he had stabbed into muddy water, and his speed dropped immediately. The giant man's internal strength was deep. With a casual wave of his hand, the sound of wind rose, and it was difficult for him to continue using the spear.
"Ouch!" A sound rang out. Yang Ying used too much strength and staggered a few steps. She lost her balance and fell forward. A cunning smile appeared on his face, and his eyes were filled with arrogance, emitting a sharp cold light.
"Be careful!" The two Yang brothers shouted loudly.
"I'm fine! Qiao Feng thought that the two brothers were worried that Yang Ying would fall, so he hurried forward and reached out to help Yang Ying. Suddenly, the sound of the wind rose, and the spearhead stabbed back in disbelief. It was several times more violent than before.
Turn back! Yang Ying didn't fall down, but deliberately confused Qiao Feng so that he could launch a surprise attack.
"Good!" Qiao Feng's eyes lit up as he loudly cheered. His body flipped in the air and barely dodged the spear.
Yang Ying had held back his strength. He only wanted to teach this person a lesson. If he was about to hurt him, he would stop the gun. When he saw this, he felt upset. Gritting his teeth, he threw the last of his strength into the spear and quickly stabbed it at Qiao Feng who was in the air.
"Chi!" The spearhead pierced through Qiao Feng's left flank, leaving a hole in his clothes, but it didn't hurt his flesh.
"Rascal!" Yang Ying pulled the gun with all her might, but it did not move at all. Her delicate face flushed red as she could not help but curse. The spear was held by this giant man, like it was stuck in a mountain of steel, no matter how hard he tried, it was useless.
"Look at the legs!" Yang Ying suddenly lifted her long leg and kicked at Qiao Feng's crotch with a strong gust of wind.
This was such a familiar move. Qiao Feng wrapped his legs around her waist.
" Yu Meina…" Qiao Feng called out to himself. His tiger eyes were slightly wet as he looked at Yang Ying's delicate face. It was actually the same as Yu Shangwei's, valiant and heroic.
" Bastard…" Yang Ying felt so wronged that she wanted to cry. She raised her face and was about to scold him again. However, she saw the big guy staring at her with a gentle gaze. She felt a sweetness in her heart. All her grievances seemed to have disappeared. Even her voice had melted.
" Wu…" Qiao Feng lowered his head and kissed Beauty Yang's pouted lips. His tongue lightly tapped her lips, savoring the taste.
Yang Ying only felt her entire body go soft, and she felt like she was floating. His mind was blank, and his body was burning. He had unknowingly forgotten everything. His two jade-like hands hugged his tiger body tightly, and he raised his head to meet the tiger's gaze.
Hate to his heart's content, love to his heart's content!
" Amitabha Buddha..." Monk Zhi Guang closed his eyes and chanted Buddhist scriptures.
Everyone was dumbfounded. What was going on? The fight was so intense just a moment ago, but now…
" Ah..." Yang Ying finally woke up. Seeing everyone's strange gazes, her face was so red that blood was about to drip out. She screamed and ran out of everyone's sight while holding her delicate face.
" Haha…" Everyone laughed.
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The horses neighed. After the convoy was reorganized, they were ready to set off again.
"No! "I can still hold on. Let the others go…" A crisp voice called out.
He saw a young girl with a thin and weak body. Her clothes were simple, but they could not hide her beauty. She carried a huge herb basket on her back, had mugworts stuck all over her body, and had an unknown vine tied around her waist. She also had a grass ring on her head and hands. She was a very strange herb picking girl. They were being carried by the disaster victims in ragged clothes towards the convoy.
The young girl could not struggle and could only scream non-stop.
"Sir, a hundred people are here!" The disaster victims said to Qiao Feng and the others.
"It's just that Lady Wang is kind and unwilling to let others suffer. Please accept her!”
"Yes, yes…Lady Wang has lived here for generations, and there are countless living people. The villagers have received too much kindness from her family!”
"Sir, we are not afraid of death! But this girl, he had to save her!”
……
Qiao Feng and the others finally understood. This lady was called Wang Lingzhi, a descendant of the Godly Doctor Granny Wang. Her medical skills were superb. No matter what kind of illness the villagers had, as long as they came to her, she would definitely be able to cure them! Moreover, they basically did not charge any money. They cultivated their own fields and earned their own living. His ancestors had lived on Wang Laofu's mountain for generations, and he had done countless favors to the world.
No matter how bitter or how hungry she was, the villagers would still send her here!
"Young lady! If I add one more person, can you stay?”Qiao Feng said to her. His tone was sincere and unquestionable.
"Yes! In that case, I'll stay!" Wang Lingzhi replied happily. Her beautiful face did not have a trace of impure air, and her eyes were filled with natural innocence, like a flower fairy in the mountains.
A hundred men and women stayed behind. They were all people of high moral standing and had their own unique skills. The villagers couldn't bear to see them die here, so they left the hope of life to them and death to themselves.
"Let's set off! "Let's go home…" The Daoist took the lead, and the convoy followed closely behind. Amidst the cries of the disaster victims, they gradually disappeared into the distance.
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The further east they went, the more people there were. The mountains were green and clear water was gurgling.
After sunset, they entered West River (Fenyang). After passing through Baibiao Ridge, Cotinus coggygria Ridge, General Ridge, and Xue Gongling, they camped beside the river.
Everyone's face was covered in sand and dust. When they saw the clear river water, they could not help but cheer. Especially Wang Ruoshui and the other two girls, they pulled Yang Ying to a remote riverbank and asked Qiao Feng to guard it. The girls took off their clothes and entered the river.
Yang Ying was stunned. Looking at the three women's fair bodies swimming comfortably in the river, he was very envious. She really wanted to go down, but she was afraid that the big guy would peek. Just as he was hesitating, he was accidentally pulled into the water by the three women and was soaked.
" Splash…" Once in the water, Yang Ying threw caution to the wind and retaliated by splashing water on the three women as punishment for their mischief.
Charming laughter continued, and the four women had a good time.
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When they returned to the camp, the night had just begun.
"Sister Ying, let's go in together!" Wang Ruoshui said to Yang Ying. His tone was sincere and did not seem to be pretentious.
" Ruoshui, I..." Yang Ying's face was red as she stammered. His eyes were filled with hope, fear, and a little anger. After bathing in the river with the three women, their relationship had improved a lot, especially Wang Ruoshui, who made people feel very close.
"Go in! Other than me, who else can you be with?" Qiao Feng hugged her and looked at her with burning eyes as he whispered.
" You..." Yang Ying was very angry, but her heart was filled with sweetness.
In her daze, Yang Ying really didn't know how she walked in. Wang Ruoshui held her hand and asked about her well-being. Like an old man, she chattered non-stop. The tense atmosphere slowly dissipated, and they were relaxed like a family.
This was all taught to her by Madam Wang! Only by being magnanimous can you be loved forever. In the past, the Yellow Emperor had countless women, but he only had a soft spot for Su Nu. It was not without reason!
After a while, the sound of laughter could be heard outside the tent.
" King, you want to eat…" Mu Yiyi suddenly said. Her clothes were gone in an instant, and her speed was so fast that it was terrifying. Her beautiful body was dazzling.
The tent suddenly became hot. Demonic light flashed in Qiao Feng's eyes as he hugged Mu Yiyi's delicate body…
Yang Ying's face turned red as she looked at the fiery scene shyly. Mu Yiyi had blonde hair and blue eyes. She was the most open-minded among the girls. He dared to do any posture and even twisted his waist desperately. The navel was inlaid with gold beads, and there was a gold belt and silver bell tied to her waist. Every time she twisted it, the bell would ring loudly, making people's blood spurt out uncontrollably. It was so dry that it made people panic.
Her willowy waist danced and her huge breasts rolled. She panted until she used up the last of her strength before she fell asleep reluctantly.
Shi Miaoyu followed closely behind, her smooth skin rippling with water.
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"Beauty, come over too!" Qiao Feng grabbed Yang Ying and called out in a low voice.
" Oh..." Yang Ying felt like there was a fire burning in her heart. Her soft and delicate body was brought into the strong man's embrace. Her mouth was blocked, and she breathed in the big man's heavy breath. Her mind was even more confused.
She didn't know when her clothes were gone.
Wang Ruoshui kept rubbing her breasts. The demonic aura slowly invaded her body and flowed into the valley between her legs.
"Ah!" Along with his grief. Qiao Feng entered Yang Ying's body. The ferocious dragon unleashed its might, and the narrow jade path could not bear it. It was so painful that Yang Ying cried. Her mind immediately cleared up, and her beautiful eyes flashed with a complicated light. She could not tell if it was hate or love!
The arrogance in his eyes gradually disappeared. Demonic qi gathered and the alluring sound became more and more moving.
(Finally! The author felt dizzy. It was too difficult to write…Please send more flowers and tips!）
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