Flower Stealing Master

Let’s say that in the Mongolian Hall, Xu Liewu looked at the beautiful woman who was restrained in front of her. Her mature and plump, satin-like smooth and delicate skin was so tender that she could pinch out water with a strong pinch, plump and plump. The figure made him difficult to breathe for women who were used to seeing Western and Eastern European women. They were bound by a rope, but instead they outlined plump and round thighs, which looked particularly charming.

The bad mood of being disturbed by various things tonight has improved a little: "Mrs. Zhen, you can't escape my palm after all."

"Bah!" Madam Zhen turned her face and sighed secretly. She didn't expect that she would be caught by the Mongols just after she left the son. He might be disappointed with me.

"If you are not a beautiful woman, you are already dead at this time." Xu Liewu's eyes patrolled the woman in front of him unscrupulously, with white skin like milk, a slender waist with a full grip, and full clothes on his chest. At the extreme, it seems that they will split their clothes at any time. She is really a stunner, "As expected, Mrs. Zhen, who is so smart, used such a blinding method to cover Zalanding and the others to escape successfully."

"After the prince returns to China, one day he will come back to revenge for me." After falling into the hands of the Mongols again, Mrs. Zhen never thought that she would be alive, so her expression was extremely calm.

"Rising from the East? Just rely on Zalandin?" Xu Liewu laughed. "The Hualazi mold that was flourishing back then was wiped out by Mongolia. What can he do with a bereaved dog now? There was a wife who was a military adviser, he It can harass our rear from time to time. Now that there is no wife, it is just a Zalandin, which is not enough."

Madam Zhen shook her head: "The prince is a hero. He is destined to be defeated and not defeated. As long as he does not die, he will eventually have a chance."

"Since your prince is so important," Xu Liewu had a frivolous smile on his face after discussing the business, "Madam made me lose the opportunity to capture him, how do you plan to compensate me?"

Madam Zhen frowned, and she was as smart as she naturally understood the subtext in the other party's words: "The beautiful lady around the prince is like a cloud, so why bother to embarrass me? It's better to give me a pleasure, and it's not in vain that we have been hostile for so many years."

"Killing you, it's too violent," Xu Liewu shook his head and gently slid the hills and gully in front of her chest with a machete on her waist. "After all, Madam was the first beauty of Hua Lazim, Samar. On the day that Hancheng was broken, the wife accidentally escaped, even our heart aches profusely."

Madam Zhen snorted: "You

These Mongolian demons, who like torture-human-wives and daughters so much, will sooner or later suffer retribution. "

"Retribution? You weak people will only use this to comfort yourself," Xu Liewu stood up and looked at the northern sky. "My grandfather once said something, and I always agree with it, that is,'Victory the enemy and eradicate them. Take everything from them; make their married women cry and weep; ride on their smooth back horses; use their beautiful concubines' belly as pajamas and cushions, watch their rose-colored cheeks and kiss , Sucking their sweet pink lips, this is the greatest pleasure of a man!'"

Hearing his words, Madam Zhen was trembling with anger: "Shameless!"

Xu Liewu didn't care: "Oh, I remember, the lady seemed to be married back then, but unfortunately your poor fiancé died in battle on the day of the destruction of Samarkand. I did not expect you to be determined. Instead of remarrying others, you call yourself your wife, which makes most people forget your real name."

Hearing him talk about old things, a deep hatred appeared in Mrs. Zhen's eyes: "I just hate that I can't avenge him personally!"

"It's not without a chance," Xu Liewu smiled. "I told my wife last time that men will be much weaker in defense when they are happiest. Madam might as well try."

"You dream, I will never serve you!" Madam Zhen was stained with blush on her face, she didn't know if she was angry or ashamed. The last time she did have a similar idea to assassinate him, but finally found Xu Lie Wu Wugong is deeply hidden, all her plans are in vain, naturally it is impossible to try that way again.

"That's a pity, but using strong will be more exciting," Xu Liewu approached her, bringing an inexplicable sense of oppression, "I have conquered countless countries over the years, and I like to listen to their wives and daughters struggling and crying. ."

"You..." Seeing the other party getting closer and closer, Mrs. Zhen is determined. At this time, she can't help but feel a little desperate. Death is not terrible. The terrible thing is that she will suffer inexplicable humiliation, but the other party is her own murderer. Enemy, if he was really defiled by him today, maybe his fiancé wouldn't be scorned in the ground.

Xu Liewu reached out to touch her clothes, and was about to reach in from the neckline to see the amazing fullness, when suddenly a panicked voice came from outside the door: "Lord, it's not good!"

Being disturbed by Xing, Xu Liewu suddenly turned around and said: "This king just ordered, don’t bother me, if you can’t give me a satisfactory reason

You, today will be your death day next year. "

"A master rushed into the hall." The subordinate hurriedly replied.

"On-site killing is." Xu Liewu coldly snorted, master, the most indispensable under Mongolian is the master. If it is normal, he may also interrogate the identity of the other party. But today, the beauty is present, he can There is no idle time to waste time on men.

"But that man's martial arts is too high, we can't stop him." The subordinate said with some shame.

"Can't stop?" Xu Liewu couldn't react, what does it mean to be unable to stop? There are a lot of capable people and strangers under Mongolia, and there are also the most elite fighters in the world. For so many years, no assassin can get close to him, except for the old man in the mountain... But that was a killer organization that has passed on for thousands of years. A person.

"Master, come out and have a look. This person is a bit troublesome. He seems to be the master of Yijian from Goryeo, Fu Cailin." Fang Yeyu's figure also appeared outside the door, and he heard it from his nervous voice It means trouble.

Seeing Fang Yeyu's invitation, Xu Liewu didn't dare to wait to take it lightly. He hurriedly got up, just walked a few steps and turned around to pull up Madam Zhen: "Madam, go out with me and have a look with our Mongolian Empire. What's the end of the right person?" He deliberately showed off his strength in front of Madam Zhen, whether it was power or other aspects, he wanted to completely conquer this woman from the body to the soul.

Madam Zhen didn't have any waves in her heart at this time. No matter how high the martial arts of the man came, it could not help so many masters in Mongolia, unless it was the son... Her ending was already doomed, and there was no ripple in her mood without expectation.

Xu Liewu asked Fang Yeyu after he went out, "Should Fu Cailin be in Goryeo? Why did he suddenly appear here?"

Fang Yeyu also looked puzzled: "I don't know, but it is undoubted that his swordsmanship is indeed Yi Jianshu, and his realm cultivation is much higher than that of the Fu sisters. In the current world, Yi Jianshu can reach this level. There is Fu Cailin alone."

"Where is Huoshan?" Xu Liewu asked in a deep voice.

Fang Yeyu replied: "The old man in the mountain hasn't come back yet, and he did something like that before. He didn't show up in the hall. Do you want me to send someone to invite him over?"

Xu Liewu waved his hand: "With Shuiyue Dazong and them here, even if Fu Cailin is here. If Huoshan is here, it will add variables."