Chapter 422: Scholar vs. Heroes

The heroine jumped up like lightning and flew forward in the rain curtain. Several people were getting up and down close to the straw raincoat man. The sword in her hand held several sword flowers in the air. The sharp tip of the sword pierced the raincoat man and shot straight into the throat of the straw raincoat man.

The man in the straw raincoat was trembling and subconsciously raised his kitchen knife to block it.

The long sword pierced into the side of the kitchen knife like lightning, clang...

Gold and iron sing, rain splashes...

The kitchen knife cast by cast iron cracked in response to the sound, and the man in the straw raincoat took several steps, sitting in the mud with a whistle.

The heroine was angry and pointed her sword at the straw raincoat on the ground. The rain dripped down, knocking her hat to a crackle. She gritted her teeth: "Senior, when will she pretend?"

"The heroine...I'm really just a businessman."

The heroine remained motionless and said coldly, "Businessman? You should keep these words to deceive the three-year-old baby. Ask you again if you are willing to compete with me with all your strength!"

"I..." The man in the straw raincoat said weakly: "Have you ever compared many games?"

"Hmph, that's because you deliberately hide your weakness!"

“…”

"Why don't you speak? Is it guilty?"

"Yes... I'm scared..."

"Of course you are afraid, I'm afraid that I will expose you and let me reveal your true face. Since you are a meteor butterfly sword, your swordsmanship must be superb. I must have suffered some setbacks and fell in love with a certain woman. In the end, this woman's fragrance will be gone. You are so careless that you swear not to use force again, right?"

"no."

"Do you dare to deny it?" The heroine gave her long sword and pressed the sword tip against the man in the raincoat's Adam's apple: "I'll ask you again, right?"

“Yes, yes.”

As soon as the sword was closed, a silver light flashed across the rain curtain. The heroine stood with her sword in her arms: "Then please ask the senior to pick up the sword again and compare with me."

"I...I'm not a senior!"

"Hmph, you dare to deny it, you admit it yourself!" The heroine was angry and embarrassed: "Did you say you once vowed not to use force again, and now you have to go back on your word?"

"The heroine...I was forced."

"Who is forcing you here?"

"yes……"

The heroine's pretty face was even more tense, her clear eyes were full of murderous intent, and the man in the straw raincoat flickered. He immediately swallowed the next sentence back into his stomach, shook his head: "No...no one forced me."

"That's it. Since no one forces you, why are you forced? Pick up the sword."

"Female hero..." The man in the straw raincoat cried. The man full of pockmarks and five big Liu Ku cried loudly: "Female hero, please spare your life."

"The best swordsman in Bianjing, why are you crying? It turns out that you would rather cry than fight me. Haha, don't you think of me?" The heroine was so angry that she was angry. The sword flashed a lightning in her hand: "Then I'm not polite. If you don't show your true skills, I have to kill you." The word "you" fell, and the sword shot quickly into the throat of the man in the raincoat. This time she was serious without a trace of stagnation.

The man in the straw raincoat was stunned, opened his mouth wide, and did not dare to let out his breath. He felt a chill in his throat and rolled his eyes.

"Stay people under the sword!" A handsome boy holding a Dutch oil umbrella came over in the mud. He was wearing a light green shirt and deer leather boots, step by step. His bright eyes were clear and as bright as stars. At this moment, there was a bit of a smile in his eyes and shouted: "Miss Pin'er, put down the sword quickly."

Pin'er was stunned and watched the familiar person staggering towards him, feeling a little joy, and a little reluctant to be interrupted by him. It was just a little bit, just a little bit, and it was enough to force the meteor butterfly sword to take action. Unexpectedly, it was still lost. She looked back and found that Wu San'er had fainted and was lying motionless in the mud.

"He is pretending!" Pin'er felt slutty in her heart and snorted coldly. There was a mysterious and profound understanding of people's hearts on her face. With her experience of dozens of months of walking in the world, a great master of swordsmanship would not be as dizzy as she said.

Faced with such a scoundrel, Pin'er felt inexplicable anger in her heart, wishing she could stab the hermit master to death with one sword.

However, Chen Ao walked over and made Pin'er feel a little throbbing. He always felt that he should not show a violent side in front of him, and his cheeks flushed. He thought to himself: "He must not like girls who dance with guns and sticks." Thinking of this, he immediately pulled his sword away, like a thief walking on the night road, feeling guilty.

Pin'er stroked the messy hair on his forehead and deliberately pressed the edge of the hat lower, not wanting the person on the other side to see his loss of composure. At this time, Chen Ao, who was holding an umbrella, had already arrived in front of him.

"Are people dead?"

"I didn't kill him, he was dizzy." Pin'er deliberately showed indifference.

"Oh." The elongated voice showed that the owner of the voice breathed a sigh of relief, and then Chen Ao said with a lot of laughter and cry: "Actually, Miss Pin'er misunderstanding, I think it's necessary for me to explain." Although Chen Ao was the perpetrator of this misunderstanding, he had no consciousness of reflection. Instead, he felt that he stood up and did a great good thing at the right time when Wu Saner was trapped in the devil's claws. Chen Ao made up his mind and asked him to thank him for helping him in time when Wu Saner woke up.

Chen Ao said with confidence: "Wu Saner is not a meteor butterfly sword..."

No? The pretty face under the hat was at first confused, but she couldn't hear the words behind her, and then she felt ashamed and angry, a feeling of being deceived. With a bite of silver teeth, the drizzle of rain was fiercely staring at the bad guy in front of her. The sword was unsheathed, and a half-arc passed by, and the sword made a trembling long whisper. With a swish, Chen Ao couldn't continue to say anything behind her. The cold sword edge did not point at Senior Wu this time, but herself.

Chen Ao dared not move. The person who lost his mind was terrible, let alone a woman who lost his mind. He tried to smile and said gently: "Miss Pin'er, can you listen to my explanation?"

“…”

If you can't explain it, you can only use emotional attacks: "Miss Pin'er, look, there is a man here fainting in the rain. If you don't take him back, he will get sick."

“…”

It still didn't work, only those clear and shameful eyes stared at Chen Ao, and the chest under the straw raincoat was panting.

"Girl, don't scare me, okay? I'm a scholar, I'm most afraid of swords, swords, etc. What's wrong with you? Don't do this. If you are angry, it's better..."

"What's worse?"

Finally, he spoke, and half of his awesome heart was relieved. He held the lotus oil umbrella stiffly and said slowly: "It's better to talk about the past and let the girl Pin'er criticize me severely. The saint said that a gentleman should examine himself three times..."

"Bah, you don't look like a real man. Why do men beg for mercy?" Pin'er became even more angry, and his hand holding the sword was even harder.

Chen Ao said aggrievedly: "I am a scholar!"

"As a matter of righteousness, many dog-slaughtering people, but most unfaithful people are scholars. Scholars are brave enough!" Pin'er was angry and laughed. When she met such a guy, she was obviously timid, but she was still justified, as if she was very amazing.

Chen Ao said with a straight face: "What are these words? Although scholars are timid, they have several advantages that others cannot learn."

“What are the strengths?”

"Don't say it."

"explain."

"Unless the girl puts the sword down first, you will ruin me, and I won't say anything."

Pin'er spat, her cheeks flushed: "Who ruined you?" After that, she put down her sword, took it back into the sheath, and looked cold: "This is a lesson for you, see if you dare to lie to me in the future. What are your strengths now?"

Chen Ao held an umbrella with one hand and put his hips with the other hand, and said arrogantly: "Come here."

Pin'er hesitated for a moment: "If you want to say it, it's mother-in-law's mother." Sure enough, he still walked closer to Chen Ao.

"Go closer."

"Don't leave." Pin'er refused flatly, but was curious and finally got one step closer.

In the rain, a female hero wearing a straw raincoat was separated by a bad scholar holding an oil umbrella. The scholar's front was almost against the wet straw raincoat. He suddenly took a step forward. The female hero was panicked and was about to retreat, but found that the scholar held up her slender waist and blocked her way out.

"you……"

After you, she found that this slutty guy made her dare not speak any more. At this moment, he had approached her pretty face, almost kissed her lips, and then said shamelessly: "Let you see the power of a scholar who is so silly." After that, he put on the female hero's augmented lips and stuck out his tongue and stuck out his tongue and stuck it in.

The heroine was panicked, and her pretty face flew up to Hongyan. She almost didn't dare to open her eyes. She bit her teeth and blocked her three-inch tongue out of her mouth. However, the tip of the tongue was extremely smooth, and she kept knocking indirectly, and finally she penetrated into the heroine's incense mouth.

"Um..." It was the turn of the heroine to protest and beg for mercy.

A lotus oil umbrella was thrown away at will, and was blown by the wind and rain several feet away. The wet scholar held the heroine strongly and kissed her passionately under the rain curtain.

The heroine struggled at first, but felt that her whole body was weak and she couldn't exert any strength. In the end, she surrendered, her eyes closed and she fell into intoxication.

The rain was still falling and he refused to give up. After a long time, the scholar finally separated from the heroine. The rain wet his face and made his image even more hateful. At least this was the first impression of the heroine when she opened her eyes.

The two of them were silent for a moment, laughing so hard that they were arrogant and said arrogantly: "Did you see it? You heroes who are so tall and high-ranking to conquer others with their guns and sticks, but we scholars conquer you with their 3-inch tongue."

"You..." The heroine bit her lip in shame and anger, raised her jade-slapped slap and hit the scholar, but when she was about to fall on her hateful cheek, she suddenly lost her strength, raised it high and fell gently.

Chen Ao smiled bitterly: "You are going to beat scholars too?"

The heroine stomped her feet, tears rolling in her eyes: "Because scholars are the most hateful."

Chen Ao scratched his wet head: "It's not entirely true, there are always exceptions, such as..."

The heroine interrupted him and said, "For example, you are even more shameless and obscene."

Chen Ao lost his words, and the fragrance of cherry lips remained on the corner of his mouth: "Girl, is it better for us to go into the house to speak?"

The heroine always had her face tense and said simply: "Very good, go into the house first, let's calculate the account after entering the house."

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Chapter completed!