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Chapter 477: Still coming?

Although this was the idea of ​​the three brothers and sisters before, they still need to ask their master for instructions if they want to implement it. Originally, these three people thought that even if the master was embarrassed to attack Han Qing in front of so many people in the world, he would not do it.

As for the strong opposition.

Yanlong shouted angrily and said: "If you don't want to die, don't get involved in Xiongba's troubles in the future!"

Death? Is that kid going to kill them? How is it possible? He has already failed miserably. What ability does he have to kill them in front of the master?

That is to say, if they do what they want, Yanlong will punish them severely? It seems that when the master said this just now, this aspect was most likely.

Mingsha, Tiemian, and Langxie lowered their heads and followed behind. They had never seen their master so angry, even if they had really done something wrong. Moreover, the punishment given by their master was nothing more than squatting or running.

Yes, this time he actually talked about death, which made them feel uncomfortable. Moreover, they all blamed Han Qing for their anger. The three of them looked at each other secretly, as if they had reached some kind of conspiracy.

The duel under the Babel Tower ended just like that, and the crowd of spectators dispersed. Han Qing and the others greeted Linghujiu and were about to leave, but Linghujiu called Han Qing

to the side.

"Senior Linghu, if anything happens, you can just teach me directly." Although Han Qing usually behaves like a ruffian, he is different from a real ruffian. He treats his elders, especially those who are so coaxing.

Elders, that could not be more respectful.

Linghujiu looked at Han Qing with complicated eyes, and suddenly laughed mischievously, Damn! No, no! One of the most famous judges in the Qiankun Conference, at this time, he actually laughed in front of Han Qing.

Like a child.

Han Qing was hairy all over. He really didn't know why Linghujiu was smiling like this. He asked carefully: "Senior Linghu, what do you mean by this? I am stupid and don't understand."

Linghujiu slapped Han Qing on the shoulder and scolded: "You brat, you still pretend to be stupid and say, who taught you the flower palm?"

Han Qing was secretly frightened. He was careful and careful, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't escape Linghujiu's eyes.

You can't tell him, and you definitely can't tell him the whereabouts of the bad old man. Before leaving the bad old man, the bad old man said not to let anyone know his whereabouts.

Even though Linghujiu seemed to be a good person, he still had to be on guard against others, so Han Qing pretended to be confused and said: "Nanghuazhang? Senior Linghu, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"

This made Linghujiu blow his nose and stare in anger, wishing he could slap the brat in front of him to the ground.

"Okay, brat, you won't tell me, right? Well, I'll go find him myself. If I find him, I'll let him teach you a lesson!"

"Ah? Senior Linghu, who are you talking about?" Han Qing continued to pretend to be confused, which really deserved a beating.

"You!" Linghujiu suddenly found that he was too excited. He behaved like this in front of a junior. If others saw it, he would laugh out loud. "Since you didn't tell me, why should I tell you? Boy, you will

Just pretend with me, I'm leaving!"

Linghujiu left in anger. His behavior was really funny. He didn't look like the arrogant Linghujiu at all!

Han Qing had no intention of laughing. He looked at Linghujiu who was gradually walking away. Who else could Linghujiu mentioned just now?

Han Qing looked at Dongfang. Old man, do you miss me? I will go back to see you when I have time.

It was another dark and windy night in the middle of the night. On Guwen Street in northern Beijing, two men and one woman were running forward quickly. They were filled with murderous intent and their speed was very fast.

Under a hotel, the two men and one woman sneered.

"Two senior brothers, please listen to my signal!" This woman is Yanlong's third apprentice, Langxie. At this time, she is dressed in a coquettish and colorful make-up. If you look closely, you can see that she is quite pretty.

Langxie twisted her round hips and walked into the hotel.

Han Qing just came out of Hu Yu's room. This girl's body is too weak and she feels uncomfortable at every turn. I touched her forehead just now and it was really a little hot. Fortunately, when she came, Sister Meng stuffed a lot of colds into her bag.

He gave her some medicine and fed her a few pills. After she fell asleep, Han Qing came out gently.

Han Qing had just returned to the room and was about to call Sister Meng when there was a knock on the door. She thought it was Niu Huayu and the others, but when she opened the door, it turned out to be a beautiful and charming woman.

Han Qing smiled obscenely and asked, "Special service?"

Lang Xie stretched out his plum-blossom finger, lightly tapped Han Qing's chest, and said coquettishly: "Mr. Han, you are such a noble person who forgets things. You have forgotten that we have met before."

Han Qing looked up and down, shook his head and said, "I have no impression. Can you give me some reminders?"

Langxie covered her red lips, chuckled, and said, "Since Mr. Han has forgotten, forget it. Anyway, the important thing today is not to remind you of me."

"There's something else important? What is it?"

"Let you remember me!"

After Langxie finished speaking delicately, she took the initiative to throw herself into Han Qing's arms. Her delicate body immediately stimulated Han Qing's male hormones. But Han Qing looked serious and emphasized: "Girl, you can't

Ah, we don’t even know the name yet, even if we want to do that, there must be a process, right?”

Langxie deliberately exhaled a trace of fragrance, lay next to Han Qing's ear, and whispered softly: "What process is required? Don't you want me? Come on, my heart is so hot!"

Lang Xie closed the door with his toes and pushed Han Qing onto the bed. The woman was on top of the man, and the man was a little passive!

Langxie deliberately twisted his proud figure and slowly helped Han Qing unbutton his shirt. His eyes were as seductive as silk, and Han Qing was aroused.

God, I, Han Qing, have never been a romantic person in my life, but I have no choice but to be haunted by this woman today and forced to do such things. You can’t blame me!

Damn it! With your skills, Yaya, let alone a charming woman, even if a hundred people come to you, you are still capable of not being abused. Lying on the bed like this, not moving, you are obviously thinking about it!

When Langxie unbuttoned the last button of Han Qing's shirt, her charming silky eyes suddenly turned cold and flashed, and there was a plum blossom needle in her right hand, which was stabbed towards Han Qing's navel!

It should be said that Yanlong's three apprentices are nothing like their master, and they are all evil. Last time they forced Xie Nana to poison Han Qing's wine, and this time they used such despicable methods to seduce them.

Han Qing, when Han Qing was unprepared, wanted to insert the poisonous plum blossom needle into Han Qing's body. Damn! Despicable and shameless!

The poison on this plum blossom needle is not just as simple as intoxicating people like last time. It can also make you lose all your skills within ten minutes. As a martial arts practitioner, your skills will disappear in an instant.

Life is simply worse than death. What's more important is that we have to face the enemy's other methods.

clang!

The plum blossom needle stuck on the ashtray and broke!

Lang Xie's face was startled. The man beneath him was holding an ashtray and smiling. Why did he react so quickly? Could it be that he had been discovered a long time ago?

That’s right!

Han Qing's memory is not that bad. They just met under the Babel Tower today. How could Han Qing not remember one of Yanlong's apprentices? When Han Qing saw Lang Xie standing outside the door, he knew that Lang Xie

He must have evil intentions and wanted to do something bad for him. So when the plum blossom needle was about to prick, Han Qing quickly took the ashtray on the table and blocked the plum blossom needle!

Han Qing suddenly stuck her buttocks out. The little Han Qing who had been raised up for a long time made Lang Xie's face turn red with embarrassment. Then Lang Xie wanted to jump up. Since she was discovered, there was nothing to hide. But she knew that she was not

This man's opponent took out his whistle and wanted to send a signal to the two senior brothers downstairs.

But how could Han Qing allow it? He snatched the whistle from her hand. This spoon was not the one on the market. It must have been homemade.

"Are there any accomplices?" Han Qing said, throwing the whistle out of the window.

"Hmph! If you know what's going on, it's best to just surrender and we'll make you suffer less!" Lang Xie threatened.

"Then what if I don't understand and have to resist to the end?" Han Qing said with a sinister smile and stepped closer to Langxie.

Langxie pulled out his weapon, which was a dagger about six or seven feet long. Under the refraction of the cold moonlight, it gave off a dazzling light.

"Then I can only regretfully tell you that you are asking for your own death!" Lang Xie said coldly, waving the dagger in his hand and stabbing Han Qing at a ghostly speed.

Han Qing and their master Yanlong were both equal, not to mention their disciples, who didn't even look at her. But Langxie was a woman, and a beautiful woman at that. Han Qing really couldn't bear to hurt her.

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Whoosh!

Han Qing's figure disappeared, and Lang Xie stabbed him in the air. His beautiful eyes closed, because she clearly felt that the opponent was behind her. Lang Xie wanted to turn around and stab him again, but his body was already killed by the opponent.

Control it to death.

clang!

Han Qing hit Lang Xie's right wrist with a gentle palm, and the dagger in her hand was knocked to the ground. Both arms were tightly grasped by Han Qing, and Lang Xie couldn't get away, and his face became grim.

He jumped up, flipped his body back, and kicked Han Qing hard in the head with both feet.

Han Qing used his strength to dodge, and threw Lang Xie onto the bed. His own body immediately pressed on top of him. Now it was no longer a woman on top of a man, but a man on top of a woman.

When the woman was on top of the man just now, the woman did not really want to rape the man. But now when the man is on top of the woman, the man really wants to rape the woman.

Langxie is indeed beautiful and has a good figure. Otherwise, even if Han Qing knew that she had other intentions, he would still be burned with desire by her. Up to now, he is still in the fire of desire and wants to get out.

It can make Langxie reap the consequences.
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