Male God Please Lie Down

The swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword Gate has been known for a long time, not to mention that the people of the Heavenly Sword Gate have always stayed in their own territory, and they have never gone out.

In fact, the swordsmanship of the Heavenly Sword Gate is very powerful. If it really wants to occupy a ranking in the martial arts, probably the top three are possible.

Because he knew the plot, Leng Qing knew clearly that it was the martial arts leader who wanted to get his family's swordsmanship.

Only then did she use conspiracy and tricks to kill the Heavenly Sword Gate, and she was the only one who survived.

It is also funny, probably because the Heavenly Sword Gate has been hiding from the world for too long!

Or, her father was very stupid and naive, until the Heavenly Sword Gate was destroyed, he was still thinking about letting Leng Qingming go to the martial arts leader.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the sheep fell into their mouths.

The benefits that Leng Qingming had gained along the way basically ceased to exist.

She walked slowly to the table, stretched out her hand, and held the sword.

Pulling the sword out of its sheath, a chill of cold light circulated on the sword's edge.

The long sword pointed out, and there was a cold light.

After a moment of hard work, with a burst of sword aura, the door on one side was cut off by her sword aura.

"Kawi Kawi—"

After being cut off, Leng Qingming was embarrassed now.

It seemed that he heard the noise from here, and Xiaoer from the shop walked over after a while.

Looking at the mess in the room, Qingming took out some silver from his arms as compensation.

Because of this compensation, she didn't have any money, and she continued to live, so she went out to carry Xun Ze.

Walking on the busy street, Xun Ze still squinted his eyes. He was really tired before.

I can sleep for a while later, who knows that I was messed up so early.

Leng Qingming couldn't help feeling regret at this time. He knew that in that secret room, with a gold bar or two, at least the current life would be worry-free.

The two people walked in tandem, and at this time there were shouts of curses and begging for mercy.

Leng Qingming looked up, only to see a flower **** one side of the street, standing there, being molested by a gangster.

"Please, let me go!"

The flower girl was crying, begging for mercy.

"Master, I like you, it's your blessing!"

The land ruffian-hooligan with a full face, with a hint of lewd smile at the corners of his mouth, and his sturdy body made everyone around him scared.

Even the people watching the excitement around are avoiding things from a distance.

Leng Qingming glanced, that flower girl...the clothes on her body are very neat...even the hair is meticulously combed, and there is a flower on the sideburns.

It seems that she is really better than Huajiao.

At this time, she was dragged by someone, her eyes kept looking around, expecting someone to come and rescue her.

Leng Qingming glanced at her. With such flashing eyes, she felt that the character of this flower girl didn't look very good.

Xun Ze didn't move when he saw it, his eyes narrowed.

Two people are just like watching a play, watching this farce in front of them.

"stop!"

In this world, there will always be no shortage of saviors.

Sure enough, within a short while, a young man dressed in luxurious clothes came out, stretched out his hand to hold the flower girl, and stood proudly in front of the rogue-rascal.

The ruffian raised his eyebrows, looked at the boy, and shouted, "Where is the little white face!"