General Martial Arts: Invincible From Hoang Dung's Revenge Begins

Outside the inn where Su Yun stayed.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves sounded, and after a long shout, a beautiful carriage stopped at the door.

An extremely sweet and clear voice sounded from inside the car, and the sound was pleasant, like Huang Li showing his singing voice: "Wanjing, what you said outside Yue Mountain.. Is

the disciple of the predecessor living here?" Shan Wanjing didn't respond, but lifted the curtain and walked down with a big grin, the eyebrows that had been opened were evenly matched with the charm of a young woman and the youthfulness of a girl who had not completely faded, and her radiant face was full of smiles, like a little fox eating grapes, and she smiled proudly:

"Of course, grandpa's disciple is here, he is a very capable person, and he will definitely satisfy Xiufang." The

woman in the carriage, known as Xiufang, did not respond to Shan Wanjing's ambiguous words, but was silent for a while before getting out of the carriage.

She wears a goose-yellow Luo skirt, a light green shawl, a jade face without powder, and is naturally beautiful, like a fairy falling into the dust, but the pair of soul-seducing eyes of the water, its affectionate veins and slightly shy smile at the corners of her lips, give people the illusion of 'she likes me', like a succubus girl living next door.

The body is slender and well-proportioned, and the Luo skirt is called a gourd style, and the pink embroidered shoes are embroidered with a few Yunchi lotus flowers, which look like lotus flowers blooming on the soles of the feet.

As soon as he got off the carriage, the eyes of men, women and children on the whole street could not be separated from this famous prostitute with a delicate face.

In the exclamations one after another, her identity was revealed-Shang

Xiufang, who was known as the first talented woman in the Sui Kingdom!

It's just that Shang Xiufang is not as gentle and approachable as before, and the sorrow between her eyebrows makes people can't help but want to take care of her, and there seem to be tears in the corners of her eyes.

Shan Wanjing seemed to be dissatisfied with Shang Xiufang's slow movements, and ran forward to wrap her arms, as lively as a walking husky, and her timbre was as light as a lark, but the frequency of her speech was as annoying as the chirping of a cicada.

It seemed that she was not used to such intimate movements with people, Shang Xiufang's face was dyed with a bit of seductive redness, which washed away the faint sadness between her eyebrows, and said coquettishly:

"Sister Wanjing, in the public, even if they are all women, it is better to be a little sparse... Ahh

Although she had vicious thoughts in her heart, Shan Wanjing's face was full of smiles, and when she heard Shang Xiufang's words, her arms tightened, and she pouted coquettishly:

"Don't want it! If Wanjing lets go, I'm afraid that Xiufang will be invited to sing for that hated Li Sigongzi! His eyes are not a good person."

Xiufang, you don't want to be dragged by him to sing alone~"

Shang Xiufang blushed, the flush on her cheeks couldn't hide the sorrow that resurfaced, and her eyes showed her helplessness for Shan Wanjing and worry about her future.

Her mother, Mingyue, used to be the adopted daughter of Yue Shan, but after falling in love with Yue Shan's brother "Little Knife" Li Yuan, the two almost broke off contact.

Mother Mingyue was originally a prostitute, although she had Dou's consent, she still failed to enter Li Valve's door, and after she became pregnant, she naturally couldn't keep Li Yuan, and finally died of depression.

She inherited her mother's business, and under the protection of Li Valve, she became a generation of famous prostitutes, and now she was forced by the son of Li Siyuan Ji to ask to sing and dance to the Turks tonight...

Shang Xiufang sighed softly, and when she came back to her senses, she found that she had been half-dragged into the inn by Shan Wanjing, and she regretted that she had never practiced martial arts, but she still went up to the second floor with Shan Wanjing.

Just went up to the second floor, I heard a few warblers crying, and in a trance, Shang Xiufang thought that she had returned to the song workshop.

Feeling bad, Shang Xiufang wanted to break free from Shan Wanjing's shackles, but the force value was not enough at all, so she could only be dragged to the room where the cry sounded.

Shan

Wanjing slapped the door unceremoniously, and shouted with vinegar:

"Open the door, open the door, I know you are inside, you open the door!

But fortunately, he is still cultivating, so he will not be distracted by this, as for embarrassment, in terms of his cheekiness, it is not certain whether he has this concept in his brain or not.

Shang Xiufang turned red in an instant, as if she could drip blood, and her struggling body became weak.

After Shan Wanjing noticed this change in her, she dragged Shang Xiufang into the door, and then fell on the table, and did not close the door, grabbed Shang Xiufang's two arms with one hand and pressed them on her back, and sat directly on it, making her unable to move.

The other hand lifted her skirt, the plain white middle pants couldn't stop the pink obscene pants at all, and the peach buttocks were particularly attractive.

Shan Wanjing was already jealous of Shang Xiufang's appearance and talent, how could she give up the great opportunity to humiliate her at this moment?

Raise her hand and slap her

down! "Ah! Don't!" A

surprised and mournful voice came out of Shang Xiufang's mouth, like a yellow bird singing with an open voice, and like a cuckoo crying blood, with endless sorrow, remorse and sadness are intertwined, and they are endless.

"Hehe, Sister Xiufang was so scared that she screamed so nicely, it was like singing... Ah, your body is so sharp, how can you run, it turns out that Sister Xiufang looks very pure, in fact~ It's no different from selling a spring bitch!" Shan

Wanjing teased Shang Xiufang with a smile, and suddenly showed surprise on her face, and put her shining finger in front of Shang Xiufang, surprised.

Shang Xiufang was ashamed and angry, and was about to bite her tongue to kill herself, but she was pinched by Shan Wanjing's chin, forced to open her mouth, and then stuffed a small wooden block, her mouth and tongue were numb in an instant, and the sound she tried her best to make turned into a whimper and wail.

"Sister Xiufang, don't worry, how many times have you let Wanjing be trained by her mother in the past few days, Wanjing can remember it, don't think about dying before you come back~

" Shan Wanjing turned her head to look at Su Yun in front of the door, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter, and she sat directly on Shang Xiufang's arm, raised her hand, and gave an order:

"Close the door, let go of Brother Yun!"