"Are you insane?"

After a passionate night, Ning Zhong grabbed his pulse. She knew that she could not kill Zhang Hu'en, but she was unwilling to accept it. Although Yue Buqun was not a person, she was her husband after all. Whenever she wanted to hurt Zhang Hu'en, she found that his internal strength was surging like a crazi tide in the sea of ​​anger, and she was almost injured by his recoil.<

"I have become a saint, how can I say that I am so crazy?"

"It's indeed a devil. Monk, what kind of martial arts are you practicing, why... why are you so crazy..."

After a few days, Ning Zhongze had already discovered something wrong with him. It seemed that every night, the monk's internal strength was very manic and needed to have some interaction with her to soothe the manic internal strength. This situation seemed to be so obsessed with, but it was a bit strange and different.

"Why, I still want to kill me?"

"Will you let me kill you?"

"Of course not."

Zhang Hu'en was very proud of his life. He could only sleep at ease with one pointer at Zhongning Zhongze's sleepy acupoint. I don't know why his Nine Yang internal energy became even more manic after becoming a saint. He couldn't help but take action when he saw a beautiful woman. Does it also have anything to do with the internal energy that guy Lin Feng has passed through?

He took Ning Zhongze to the south for five days and came to the Zhongnan Mountains. The Quanzhen Sect lost its power in the last championship battle. Now it was attacked by the three factions of Huashan, Emei and Qingcheng. They could only defend themselves behind closed doors and had no time to take care of the actions of him, the masked man and Ning Zhongze. Zhang Huen was unwilling to stay here for more. After all, if Mr. Lin from the Tomb Sect knew about his evil deeds, he might cause a lot of trouble.

But every time I walked, I saw the disciples of the ancient tomb and the disciples of Emei fighting fiercely in the mountains. Both sides were women, and they fought so beautifully. Ning Zhong stared at Zhang Hu'en's red eyes and said:

"You are indeed obsessed with the instinct. You have practiced internal skills too masculine and lacked feminine internal strength, so you are so obsessed with a woman's body... Alas... You haven't had much time, and you will die sooner or later... Let me go. I will go back to Huashan and I will never seek revenge on you."

Ning Zhongze's words stimulated Zhang Hu'en. He ruthlessly pointed Ning Zhongze's paralysis hole, flew into the field, and killed the Emei disciples. When the ancient tomb disciples there saw a masked helper, they hurriedly retreated. They were not many and should not have stood up for Quanzhen's scholar. But the head Lin Chaoying didn't know that it was wrong and insisted on helping him. Now he became a thorn in the Emei Sect's side. The disciples were killed and captured, and the number of people was even smaller.

"Who are you?"

A beautiful nun shouted with a sword. When Zhang Huen saw that she was about forty years old, she thought she must be the head of the sect, Master Mie Jue, but she saw three women behind her. They all had different appearances, but they were all as beautiful as flowers. They were all dressed up as laymen. One of them had a gentle face and had a lot of sympathy for the corpses of the tomb disciples on the ground. Zhang Huen felt itchy when he saw it. This was a good woman, but I don’t know who it was?

Seeing that he did not answer, Mie Jue pulled out the Yitian Sword and rubbed the cold light all over the sky. The only two magical artifacts in the rivers and lakes made a brilliant appearance. A sword energy that broke through the mountain and cracked the ground was slashed from the air. Zhang Huen smiled. Lingbo used a small step and rushed to her side in a few seconds. He reached out to grab the Yitian Sword. Master Mie Jue quickly pulled away and slashed at him with a sword. Seeing that she did not care about the safety of the disciples behind her, Zhang Huen quickly grabbed the woman she liked, but was hit by a sword at the waist. Looking back, he saw that the other two women were all cut in half and died.

"Xiaofu, Minjun!"

Mie Jue was stunned for a moment and rushed forward with his sword. Zhang Hu'en put down the woman who was lucky enough to escape. The woman rushed towards Ding Minjun and Ji Xiaofu's corpses and burst into tears. Zhang Hu'en blocked Mie Jue, but the sword energy in her hand was too buggy, and the sword energy was ruined. In addition, he had just killed his beloved disciple by chance. Mie Jue fell into a madness and did not care about the Emei disciples around him. He began to kill in a mess. Seeing that she looked like a madman, Zhang Hu'en was inconvenient to fight for a long time, so he picked up the woman and rushed into the forest, then copied Ning Zhongze, and climbed into the sky with one step, stepped on the treetops and cut off his fingers, leaving in the air.

Mie Jue waved the Yitian Sword and chased after him, and the crying woman with pear blossoms in the rain shouted:

"You let me down. Master killed his senior sister and sister. My heart must be extremely painful. Maybe, maybe I can persuade her."

"Just, your master is now comparable to an evil ghost. If I let you go, I will die!"

Mie Jue chased and killed several miles to the gate of the ancient tomb. He split the huge rock in front of the ancient tomb with a sword. Lin Chaoying rushed out in red and fought with Mie Jue. However, they saw that the two of them were very light and their moves were extremely ruthless. After fighting for three moves, both of them were injured by claws and swords. Lin Chaoying covered his shoulders and stepped back, sneering:

"Old nun, if you have the courage, you will abandon the Yitian Sword!"

"die!"

Mie Jue moved forward with the sword again, Lin Chaoying attracted Yufeng to siege Mie Jue, and saw the bee swarmed by Yitian sword energy and landed on the ground. Grandma Sun and Lin Xuan'er were about to leave the tomb, but they were injured by the sword energy. Lin Chaoying annoyed that she was injured and hit someone with one claw from the air. Zhang Hu'en quickly put down Ning Zhongze and the woman, and pulled away from both sides and attacked him. Mie Jue was attacked from both sides and could not be fully understood. He was immediately hit on the back with a palm and flew out of blood. Lin Chaoying grabbed her Yitian sword in the air, and cut Mie Jue into four sections with one sword. The corpse fell to the ground. Lin Chaoying held back the sword and touched the Yitian sword and smiled:

"Good sword, indeed, good sword."

Zhang Hu'en looked at her bloody pretty face and almost couldn't control it. He quickly flew back. Lin Chaoying was about to thank him, but saw the masked man grabbing two women and heading towards the south.

"Is it a thief?"

Lin Chaoying was stunned. Unexpectedly, the one who helped her was a flower-picking thief. He was stunned and took the Yitian Sword back to the ancient tomb to heal Grandma Sun and Lin Xuan'er.

Zhang Hu'en and his two girls ran all the way to a wild shop outside the mountain. They didn't even play the tip of the shop. They turned over and pushed open an uninhabited room on the second floor, putting the two girls on the bed. Ning Zhong gritted his teeth and stared at him, knowing that he was going to cause trouble again, while the Emei disciple's cheeks were slightly flushed, and I guess he guessed what Zhang Hu'en was going to do next.

"Slow down!"

Ning Zhongze shouted, causing Zhang Hu'en to stop her big hand. She was lit with acupoint and could not move, so she naturally would not think about any escape strategy. She just said:

"You have been flirting with me many times, just because you are afraid that I will be despised by my life. Don't worry, I will no longer make such a plan... but... it's just that it's inappropriate for you to treat me like this... you... stop."

Zhang Hu'en felt it with his blood-red eyes open, lifted up Ning Zhongze's clothes and caressed it. A faint fragrance penetrated into his nose. He stripped Ning Zhongze naked in two or three times. The Emei woman next to him quickly reached out to cover her eyes and said softly:

"Brother, don't do this, but this sister has something to say to you."

"It's useless...well...he...he's already infatuated and can't control his thoughts at all...ah..."

Zhang Hu'en was in front of the woman with the eyebrows and Ning Zhongze. She looked at her face and her hands were weak. She wanted to escape, but she had no strength. She still had this half expectation. Seeing Zhang Hu'en's bronze skin was sweating, she couldn't help but start to touch her body. Her bright red bellyband and pink fur pants under her raised high because of her jade hands. After a while of panting, she finally attracted Zhang Hu'en's attention.

Zhang Hu'en put down Ning Zhongze, who was sitting in his arms and panting, stretched his big hands towards the woman. The woman did not resist at all. Her hands naturally put on Zhang Hu'en's neck, and she sat spontaneously in Zhang Hu'en's arms, put her red lips in his ear and whispered:

"I'm a family, my family is called Bei Jinyi, Lang, don't forget me."

Zhang Hu'en roared like a beast, and Bei Jinyi moaned and broke her body by him. The two of them were churning on the bed, and the wooden bed was creaking.

The next day, the sun was hanging high, and a man and two women rose from the bed. Ning Zhongze looked at Bei Jinyi with a flushed face and sighed:

"He doesn't know how many women he will harm? Sister, but you are suffering."

Bei Jinyi shook her head and said:

"The disaster caused by our master's sect is all because of the disputes in the world. I just want to get rid of the sea of ​​suffering early, find a secluded place without caring about the world, and seek some tranquility."

"My sister is very angry, but after following him, I don't know how many bloody storms I'll see."

Zhang Huen supported his head and felt the operation of his internal force in his body. He knew that maybe he had a real problem. He could not integrate multiple internal forces. Every night, the internal force of Jiuyang stood out and took the initiative. No wonder he had the intention of doing evil at night. He looked at Ning Zhongze and Bei Jinyi and knew in his heart that he had suffered Mocho, but a real man was wrong. He could not harm the two women and pretended to be fine. That was the real flower-picking thief.

Zhang Hu'en got out of bed and smiled self-deprecatingly:
Chapter completed!