She squinted her eyes and looked ahead, which direction did she go back to Mount Luojia?

"Little girl, is there something bothering you after drinking so much wine>

The three of them smelled of alcohol, they seemed to have just drank together in the lobby of the inn, and when they saw her coming out alone, they wanted to take advantage of her.

No matter what dynasty it seems to be a disciple is a virtue, even the words they say are similar, so uncreative that people want to hit their heads against the wall!

Luo Qingyu smiled, smiling like a flower, she was full of sulking and had nowhere to break out, so she happened to use them as a punching bag, she gave them a sideways look: "How do you want to relieve me?" [

When she smiled, pear dimples loomed on her pretty face, her red lips were full, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly, looking indescribably sweet and lovely.

The body of the three disciples was almost half-crisp, and one of them stretched out his hand to hug Luo Qingyu's slender waist: "Brother's solution will make you very comfortable and happy..."

Luo Qingyu staggered and said "Ouch", as if she couldn't stand still, she reached out and grabbed the man's arm...

"Crack!" There was a soft sound, and the man's arm seemed to be squeezed by mud, and it broke instantly——

"Ah!" The man screamed, his complexion changed drastically, and the original drunkenness suddenly turned into cold sweat.

"Big brother..."

"Brother! What's the matter?" The other two were startled, and rushed forward to support the man.

The man's face was pale with pain, and he shook his arms desperately: "It hurts...it hurts...the arm is dislocated..."

Dislocated?

The other two breathed a sigh of relief, the dislocation was easily cured, and one of them grabbed his arm and shook it, wanting to fix his arm neatly——

"Ah!" The man's cry was like killing a pig, and the screaming was even more tragic.

Those two people didn't dare to move anymore, it didn't look like a simple dislocation.

One of them cast his gaze on Luo Qingyu: "Demon girl, what the hell are you doing?!"

Luo Qingyu squinted her big eyes with an innocent face: "What the hell is going on?"

Is it a coincidence?

The other person saw Luo Qingyu's face was bright red, her eyes were as hazy as water, standing there timidly, like a small flower blooming with dew, his mind was shaken, and his lust rose again.

He stretched out his hand to embrace her: "Come on, little girl, let the uncle love you."

Luo Qingyu's eyes flickered slightly, it seems that the lessons these three people taught are still a little less!

She was about to repeat her old skills when a gust of wind blew her, and she became dizzy from alcohol. She staggered again, and this time she fell into the embrace of that person... [

The man embraced softly, fragrantly and warmly, and was immediately proud.

He stretched out his hand and squeezed Luo Qingyu's smooth jade face: "Well, such tender skin..."

Before he could finish a sentence, Luo Qingyu had already stepped on his instep——

"Ah!!!!" The man's screams could resound through the nine heavens.His foot is broken!

He couldn't stand anymore, sat down on the ground with a thud, screamed and rolled around with his feet in his arms— Bleak 

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