From the Red Mansion, you can travel through the world of martial arts

Chapter 282 Night

There was silence in the dilapidated temple on a rainy night.

Qin Hongmian was furious, but her hands and feet were so weak that she couldn't resist. There were two outsiders in the temple, so she couldn't curse Jia Wei either.

I was filled with anger, but I couldn't vent it at all.

For the time being, we can only let him go on as he pleases.

Fortunately, with this master and disciple here, there is nothing he can do.

Jia Yu held the soft and beautiful girl in his arms, thinking that Jiu and Ke had come at a really bad time...

He knew that Qin Hongmian had caught a cold, so he used the Nine Yang Qi to treat her.

But the acupuncture points he chose for inhalation were very particular, and all of them were acupuncture points where the human body's senses were most sensitive.

Qin Hongmian could also feel the slight internal force rubbing against her acupuncture points, causing her to feel extremely itchy.

"Um……"

Qin Hongmian's heart almost jumped out of her chest, and even the hair on her body seemed to be falling off due to the strange feeling.

Another warm current spread throughout my body, and my cold body gradually warmed up. I only felt the warmth in Jia Wei's embrace...

In the dilapidated temple, the two masters and apprentices, Ajiu and Ake, sat in a corner, both in silence. Jia Wei and Qin Hongmian slept in each other's arms beside the fire.

Suddenly, the extremely tense Qin Hongmian fell into a deep sleep...

Jia Wei also felt his eyelids heavy, and sleepiness flooded his head like a tide - Jia Wei woke up instantly and quickly started practicing the Nine Yang Divine Art.

About half an hour later, Zhu Mianchu, who was sitting cross-legged in the corner of the dilapidated temple, suddenly opened her eyes.

She stood up silently, and A Ke beside her also stood up.

A Ke looked at the two people sleeping in each other's arms beside the fire and said in a cold voice, "This Yong'an Marquis is really licentious. Not only does he bring women with him on the march, but he can also be affectionate with his wives and concubines in front of outsiders."

When Zhu Mianzhu heard that Jia Wei was a martial arts master, she thought that she was probably no match for him. But when she saw that Jia Wei was careless and was drugged by them, she felt relieved.

"Ake, go and stab him to death!" Zhu Mianzhu ordered coldly.

"Yes."

A Ke gently drew out her sword and stepped forward, her steps somewhat tentatively, a hint of panic also appearing on her cold face...

She had just entered the martial arts world and had never killed anyone, let alone killed a great figure like Jia Wei, who was a martial arts master and famous all over the world.

Although A Ke was very slow, she was only a few steps away from Jia Wei. She stood beside him, looking at his handsome and noble face, and her sword-holding hand was shaking for a moment...

Zhu Mianchu believed that A Ke was the daughter of her enemy, so she did not teach her superior martial arts. As a result, A Ke only knew some scattered moves and did not even develop any internal strength.

"Ako, what are you still hesitating about?"

The master's cold voice came from behind. A Ke did not dare to hesitate. She pointed the tip of the sword at Jia Wei's heart and was about to stab him... Suddenly A Ke was stunned. She saw Jia Wei, who was lying on the ground, opened his eyes and looked at her indifferently!
A Ke couldn't help but stop breathing. The sword in her hand could not stab any further.

After Jia Wei noticed something strange, he remained sober at all times.

He finally realized that this was not a coincidence. Master and disciple Ajiu and Ake followed him...

I think they heard that I appeared at the Beggars' Gang Conference in Xingzilin, and encountered heavy rain on the way, so they must have been looking for a chance to take shelter, so they followed me all the way here.

Jia Wei realized it later and broke out in a cold sweat. The poison used by Zhu Mianchu was no weaker than the Beisu Qingfeng from Yipintang. If he hadn't noticed it and actively practiced the Nine Yang Divine Art to neutralize the power of the poison, he would have definitely been poisoned!

If he fell unconscious at this moment, even A Ke, who had no martial arts skills, could take his life!

Seeing A Ke trembling and not taking action, Zhu Mianzhu realized something was wrong. A cold light flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she raised her hand and shot out a row of poison needles.

"call out!"

The poison needle was powerful and was aimed at Jia Wei and Qin Hongmian.

When Jia Wei heard the sound of the wind, he jumped up immediately, and before A Ke could react, he restrained her.

Jia Wei grabbed A Ke's wrist and swung his sword left and right. There were a few crisp "dang dang dang" sounds, and a few sparks were created in the darkness. The row of poison needles were all blocked.

Zhu Mianchu drew out her sword and leaped up, kicking her feet against the wall to gain leverage and flew out, then she spun around with the sword in hand and stabbed Jia Wei.

Jia Wei held A Ke in his arms, controlled the sword in her hand, and stepped forward to meet him.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the two swords intersected several times, and the two men exchanged more than ten moves.

Zhu Mianchu's sword moves were fierce and in no way inferior to those of Yue Buqun, Nun Miejue and other leaders of the Sword Sect.

But in terms of internal strength, he is far inferior to Jia Wei.

A Ke was already stunned. She was being carried around by Jia Wei and moved around. She knew that Jia Wei was deliberately teasing them, the master and disciple. She felt ashamed and angry. She had never been so intimate with a man before.

But seeing that Jia Wei was able to fight back and forth with his own master while holding her, A Ke couldn't help but be afraid. She thought that if she had dared to stab him just now, she would probably have lost her life by now!

The two exchanged a few more moves and distanced themselves from each other.

Under the light of the fire, the lines of Zhu Mianzhu's profile were exceptionally soft, as if drawn with one stroke, without a single flaw, and her whole body was shrouded in a clear and elegant temperament.

"You are a beautiful lady, why would you want to be a thief?"

Zhu Mianchu said nothing and attacked again with brilliant sword moves.

Jia Wei controlled the sword in A Ke's hand, poking it here and there, and neutralizing her fierce attacks one by one.

Zhu Mianzhuo moved forward and backward quickly, leaping up and crouching down, with agility. But Jia Wei had learned the art of Qiankun Da Neng Yi, and he could always see through her sword moves and find the flaws.

Jia Wei almost got into trouble today and was a little angry, but seeing that Zhu Mianzhu looked like a fairy concubine with rare martial arts skills and temperament, he was reluctant to kill this cold female swordsman.

"You call her Master, but she is wary of you and refuses to teach you real Kung Fu." Jia Wei leaned close to A Ke's ear and said, "Why don't you become my disciple and I will teach you step by step."

The hot breath he exhaled when he spoke blew on A Ke's earlobe. A Ke felt that all the hairs on her body stood up. It was an extremely strange feeling.

After hearing what Jia Wei said, A Ke thought that Jia Wei was the same age as her, but he wanted to be her master. She couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry, and her little face flushed.

However, Jia Wei held A Ke in his arms, and for the first time he took the initiative to stand up and stabbed Zhu Mianchu with a sword.

Zhu Mianzhu tried to block, but saw the sword draw an arc in the air and then go towards her shoulder.

Just as Zhu Mianchu was about to respond, she saw the iron sword slashing towards her thigh like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

Zhu Mianzhu tried to defend herself hastily, but Jia Wei suddenly used the Exorcism Sword, changing his sword style and catching her off guard.

Jia Wei used a mysterious and swift sword move. Not only was his attack fierce and fierce, but each move was also extremely elegant.

Jia Wei had several opportunities to cut or stab Zhu Mianchu's thigh or shoulder.

But Jia Wei thought that it would be easy to subdue Zhu Mianchu, and if such a beautiful woman had a scar on her snow-white body, it would be his loss...

(End of this chapter)