Big sister is going against the sky

Chapter 40 Xiao Wu, do you like whips? !

Xin Wu's exquisite facial features magnified and magnified in the fundus of his eyes, and before that lazy smile made his hair stand on end, he suddenly felt weightless.

Dizziness, the wind whistling in the ear.

"Snapped!"

With a pain in his back, Yang Fan took a deep breath, stood up with a grin, and when he saw the scene around him, his body shook, and the blood rushed to his head!

The top of his head, the bottom of his body, his back... There are densely packed weapons all around, and each weapon has a hazy brilliance, a little bit of sunlight, standing close to him, he feels as if he is in the midst of thousands of stars.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! I'm here, how did I come here?!"

A hundred meters away, everyone's eyes are staring,... I'm sorry, Senior Uncle Xin is so handsome and powerful!
At this moment, everyone wanted to know if there was a man living in Uncle Xin's body! ?

But looking at Yang Fan on the opposite side making a howling sound like a madman, he suddenly felt that the gender of Master Xin was not important, and the most important thing now was that Yang Fan had already started to choose weapons.

Hey.

Do you want to answer him, he was...thrown...by Master Xin? ! ! !
"Who's coming?!"

"Uncle Xin, I! I'm coming! I'm coming!"

leave!
The dish blocked the bottom, and Xin Wu rose from the ground and threw it from the sky!

When the disc blocked the top, Xin Wu rolled up her sleeves and made two rounds, then lowered her arms and slid the disciple to the ground and threw it out!
leave! ...Keep throwing away! ...and then throw it away! !

Standing at the edge of the entrance, Fu Qingcheng only felt that the two back images in the distance were polished to a layer of brilliance, standing together inexplicably fit, this scene was a bit eye-catching, he immediately lowered his eyelids to cover the emotions in his eyes.

... That woman seemed to be having a lot of fun. She treated those disciples like sandbags, and she did a lot of tricks?
After the last parabolic throw, even Xin Wu was sweating a little.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he heard Su Che say something.

"I thought, among the thousands of methods, you would definitely not use the most violent and direct one!"

"Oh?"

Xin Wu pressed her throbbing temple, "Did you just say that there are tens of thousands?"

As if he didn't notice the unhappiness in her tone, Su Che didn't even move his brows.

He also gave a serious "hmm".

There is always an image in Su Che's mind that cannot be erased: 5000 years ago, during the Three Realms War, before Cen Wu blew herself up, she said to him apologetically, "If there is an afterlife, I will definitely accept his love", and then he looked at her petite A burst of divine light erupted from his body, covering the sky and the sun, and the air wave swept everything!
Su Che had expected the memory to be sealed, but what he didn't expect was that Shen Wu's personality had changed a lot.

Xin Wu nodded slowly and rhythmically, licking her back teeth with her tongue.

But then she made a sudden move and punched Su Che in the chest!

At this moment, Shen Wu's posture is as rough and bearded as a big man, but on her neck is a face the size of a palm, and her round eyes are like a cat with fried fur. No matter how you look at it, it's weird...

"Look at me working so hard, didn't you say it earlier?"

"You are ashamed to say me, Senior Brother Su, have you also forgotten your identity, those disciples are also your nephews!!!"

The vivid and lively appearance of the woman in front of him made Su Che feel an urge to freeze time.

While talking, Xin Wu moved closer to Su Che, reached out her hand and tapped his chest after saying a word, and was so proud of herself, why would he have to take two steps with a guilty conscience? !

Unexpectedly, the other party not only did not retreat.

Instead, he clasped her wrist and pulled it hard.

Then, her whole body bumped into his embrace unexpectedly.

I thought that a man like Su Che, who is as awe-inspiring as a demon, should have a woman's vulgar fragrance, or some scholar's ink fragrance,...but there is no smell at all, only the slippery coldness of the clothes.

Being hugged by Su Che, her whole body is buried in it, and even her eyes can't penetrate it!
"what are you doing.

She just said a word, Su Che has let her go.

His breathing was a little low, and the moment his eyelids were raised, he showed that kind of humble and pitiful gaze, cutting through the air and cutting off all her complaints.

There's something wrong with this man!
Her doubts were seen by Su Che, the smile on the corner of her mouth was blurred like ink, and her eyes continued to read, "Xiao Wu, do you like whips?!"

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