Zhou Yu slowly went down the tree. When he got to the ground, two beauties stood in front of him, one yellow and the other red. He suddenly became angry in the woods and the fragrance in the air, which was different from the fragrance of flowers.

The woman in yellow was cold, while the woman in red had a slightly red face.

"You can't escape the blame when you peek at the mansion to practice swords. Do you know?" said the woman in yellow.

He looked bad, Zhou Yu was slightly shocked: "I don't know!"

The woman in yellow sneered: "There are two choices. One is to kill you, and the other is to cut off your tongue. You choose the same choice!"

What a severe punishment! Could it be that this way of practicing swords on the swing frame is still a secret of not being passed on? For fear that he would spread it? Zhou Yu smiled and said, "I'll choose the third one!"

The two women were stunned at the same time because there was a relaxed smile on each other's face, but this smile also angered them. The woman in yellow said, "There is no third!"

Zhou Yu said: "I can help you think of a third place. I will invite two ladies to have a drink. How about apologizing?"

"How can there be such a cheap thing?" The woman in yellow sneered: "If you don't choose, I'll help you choose!" With a move, the sharp sword in her hand, pointing directly at Zhou Yu's throat.

Zhou Yu shot straight at the tip of the sword without moving at all, and suddenly laughed: "I really didn't mean to see you practicing swords because I am a poet of the lingyou and don't understand swords at all."

"I'm so slick, who believes you?" With a slap, a sword penetrated through the air and stabbed it straight by. The woman in yellow actually took action, and she really wanted to take his life!

The woman in red suddenly stretched out her hand and grabbed her arm. The tip of the sword stopped only three inches from Zhou Yu's throat. The woman in red stared at Zhou Yu: "Are you really a poet in the Lingyou era? Do you really don't understand the sword?"

Zhou Yu sighed: "Is the poet of Linyou a brilliant profession? It's embarrassing not to understand swords. How could I pretend to be?"

The woman in red said, "Then why do you want to watch on the top of the tree?"

Zhou Yu was hesitating, and the woman in yellow said coldly: "If you have any vulgar ideas, you don't need to say it! Just let me stab you to death with a sword!" Of course, her meaning was that since she was not peeking at the sword practice, she was naturally peeking at the female family in the mansion, which was even more sinful.

Zhou Yu said honestly: "I'm looking at that girl. She helped me once a while ago in the most difficult time. I want to thank her!"

The two women were stunned at the same time, and the woman in red said, "What did she help you?"

Zhou Yu said: "When I was about to starve, she gave me a piece of meat so that I would not starve to death. Look, this is the tart cloth that wraps meat!" Pulling out a piece of tart cloth from the sleeve.

The woman in yellow said contemptuously: "A piece of meat is worth your doing this?"

Zhou Yu said seriously: "Although the meat is small, it saves my life. How can I not thank you?"

"There is a way to confirm whether it is true or not!" said the woman in red: "Put your sword away first!"

The woman in yellow slowly hangs down the sword tip, and the woman in red flashes, climbing over the wall. The wall is more than ten feet high. She can jump to the top of the wall, and her body movement is also pretty good.

Zhou Yu looked at the hanging sword tip and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right. Don't kill people with swords at any time. The girl's family should not be so angry."

The woman in yellow was furious: "You are wrong first, how dare you blame me?"

Zhou Yu was dissatisfied: "I came from all over the world just to thank my benefactor. What's wrong with it? But you always kill people and cut your tongue. The Great Sword Saint is so famous. Is this how you teach your descendants?"

This was somewhat disrespectful to the Great Sword Saint. The woman in yellow respected her grandfather very much. How could she bear it? Her face turned red. With a squeak, she stabbed him with a sword and stabbed him on the left squeak. The sword was extremely fast and extremely vicious. Zhou Yu was so angry that he was a rather unreasonable woman! He retreated, although he was extremely embarrassed, but he was dangerously avoiding the sword. The woman in yellow became even more angry. The tip of the sword turned and stabbed him in the throat. At first, she just wanted him to get hurt, but now, she was trying to kill him! Zhou Yu suddenly turned around and ran to the woods. How could the woman in yellow allow him to escape? He chased him with a sword and stabbed him in the back. The sword was about to pierce him, but Zhou Yu's body was inexplicably avoided, and with a squeak, the long sword pierced into the trunk of a big tree, more than a foot deep.

Zhou Yu turned his body and faced her face, saying coldly: "You really want to kill me?" There is a limit to the pursuit. He is impatient with such a move.

The woman in yellow used force and pulled out her long sword again, sneering: "I can't kill you, but I must stab you with a sword!"

The sword was thrust quickly, and suddenly Zhou Yu waved his hand and a handful of leaves flew up. The woman's eyes were blocked by the fallen leaves. Then a man crashed into his arms. Her long sword had no time to return to defense on the periphery. She was very anxious and cut out her left hand, but when the man raised his hand, he suddenly hugged her hands tightly. It was not just her hands, including her whole body, and she hugged her and then rolled to the ground. With a tingling sound, the sword fell to the ground, and the woman screamed in shock.

In a moment, the woman felt a strong sense of inreality. She was actually hugged by a man. One of the men's legs was stuffed between her legs. Her plump front chest was pressed tightly against his chest, and her posture... was extremely shameful!

"Let me go, I...I'm going to kill you!" the woman hissed.

Zhou Yu smiled and said, "If you want to kill me, how can I let you go? Do I want to die? Unless you promise not to kill me!" A woman hugged her, soft and erotic, which was a rare romantic encounter in his life. How could she bear to let go easily? Besides, there is a high-sounding reason: in order to save her life.

"I want to kill you! You wait, I have to kill you!" The woman's face was red and white.

This beautiful face was right next to his face, and the fragrance drifted into his nostrils. Zhou Yu felt so excited that he had never opposed a woman in such a warm way. Even Niss, at most he let her sleep on her thighs. At this time, he pressed a beauty under him, and his body suddenly had the most direct reaction. The direct reaction was that his whole body was hot, and a passion that had never been seen before appeared in his heart...

Suddenly a voice came from my ear, and I screamed: "What are you... doing?"

Zhou Yu bounced up, and his face turned red. He was so excited just now that he didn't hear the footsteps of outsiders entering. Of course, the woman in red and the girl came. The two were looking at them in surprise. The faces of the woman in red were covered with red glows.

The woman in yellow was only slightly inferior to him and bounced up, looking for swords everywhere, but unfortunately, she couldn't find them at all, and the sword had already been buried in the fallen leaves.

Zhou Yu explained: "Your sister wants to kill me, so I..."

"Shameless!" The woman in yellow finally found her sword, interrupted him first, then lifted the sword and started to take revenge. Zhou Yu ran away and ran to the woman in red. The woman in red stretched out her hand and grabbed her sister's hand accurately: "Sister, I asked clearly. He is indeed a poet of Lingyou. He really doesn't understand the sword, so there is no need to kill him!"

The woman in yellow shouted, "I must kill him!"

"Grandpa will get angry when he knows!" The woman in red grabbed her, and the two of them went all the way.

"What are you here to do?" A gentle voice came from the quiet woods. It was that girl.

"I want to say thank you to you!" Zhou Yu said.

There was a strange look in the girl's eyes: "You are such a real person! If you lose your life for thanking me, it would be unworthy."

Zhou Yu sighed: "This woman is really uneducated and unreasonable!"

The girl said lightly: "How can people like us reason with others everywhere?" There is no reason for people with low status. In her mind, the girl, like the poet of Lingyou, belongs to a group that does not need to be reasonable.

Zhou Yu said sympathetically: "It must be quite difficult for you to serve such a young lady."

The girl said calmly: "It's good to get used to it!"

A habit, how much bitterness is it tolerated? Zhou Yu said: "Can you find a place to chat?"

The girl looked up and said, "What are you talking about?"

"I think we are all the same people and should have some common language." Zhou Yu's meaning may not mean that they are all people with low status, but that they are all people with secrets.

The girl shook her head: "We are not the same people, and we don't have a common language!...I'm leaving, and it's my advice." She turned around and didn't give him a chance to speak.

Zhou Yu was dazed and ecstatic. This girl was extremely smart and suspicious. It was difficult for such a girl to impress her with a handsome man trick because no one believed her, just like a wounded, lonely wolf.
Chapter completed!