Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace

Chapter 123: cash

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"Snapped!"

"lecher."

"..."

Zhao Fujin's face was flushed, and he slapped Chen Mo's face with a palm, and the crisp applause resounded in the outer hall.

Chen Mo covered his face and took a few steps back.

He stared subconsciously between Zhao Fujin's legs.

He never thought that the "hand" just now was slapped on someone's place, and even the chest wouldn't be so bad.

Chen Mo also had an embarrassed look on his face. He was slapped, but he didn't complain.

"Then... that Senior Sister, I... I didn't mean to, I didn't expect... sorry..."

Chen Mo retreated step by step, and immediately said, "It's getting late, Senior Sister, have a good rest, I'll go first."

"and many more."

The front of her clothes was ups and downs, Zhao Fujin's eyes were round, and her face was flushed. She held it back for a long time, but still couldn't suppress the embarrassment in her heart, she gritted her teeth and said:

"You...are you going to leave like this?"

"Senior sister, I really didn't do it on purpose, or would you beat me to calm down?" Chen Mo said apologetically.

"Hmph." Zhao Fujin snorted coldly, and then said, "Am I that kind of person? There will inevitably be physical contact between fights. Besides, I haven't instructed you yet."

"Again?"

"Um?"

"Fine."

As for what Chen Mo said just now, if he met Zhao Fujin and asked her to kiss him, Chen Mo would not dare to mention it.

Otherwise, it would really **** her off.

Zhao Fujin took two wooden swords from the wall, threw one to Chen Mo, and said:

"Didn't Master teach you swordsmanship last night? Come, let me see how your swordsmanship is?"

Chen Mo nodded helplessly.

Lin Suya did teach the two of them swordsmanship the night before. There was only one move, but it was very useful.

According to Lin Suya's words, if a master makes a move, the outcome is only a matter of cents.

Too many tricks will lead to more flaws.

Simple means less flaws.

If you find an opportunity, you can kill with a single sword.

And this sword is about speed.

The sword will bleed.

Throughout all martial arts in the world, no matter how complicated and subtle the moves, the purpose is to kill people.

Martial arts are killing techniques.

And one kill is enough.

"Senior sister, look good."

Chen Mo sucked at the wooden sword thrown on the ground in front of him, holding the hilt with his right hand, and gently stroked the sword with his left **** and index finger.

In an instant, Chen Mo's eyes were as sharp as swords, with a cold glow that could not be looked directly at.

boom!

A sword stabs out!

Swish swish! ! !

As the airflow surged, the lamps on both sides of the outer hall were all extinguished.

Zhao Fu raised his golden hand, and his zhenqi swept out of his body. After the lamps on both sides were stroked, the candle was lit again.

Sa!

The moment the candle light burned out again, the tip of the sword had already arrived in front of him.

Zhao Fujin's pupils shrank suddenly.

The other party has already retracted the sword.

Chen Mo bowed his hands to Zhao Fujin: "Senior sister, please advise."

"..."

Zhao Fujin gritted his teeth.

Just now, Chen Mo's sword was almost perfect.

She couldn't find anything to guide her.

But if he said that he has no flaws, then she is a senior sister, where is the face, she immediately coughed dryly, and said:

"It's not bad in general, but the speed is still a bit slower. Next, let's discuss it with me..."

Zhao Fujin is completely nitpicking.

Chen Mo's sword was completely because his own strength had not been mentioned yet.

If Chen Mo stabs out with a sword of real strength.

Zhao Fujin can't even see the sword shadow.

"I hope Senior Sister will show mercy."

Chen Mo knew that if he didn't "clean up" Zhao Fujin, tonight's matter would probably be over.

So, the next discussion.

Chen Mo's flaws continued.

Zhao Fujin used the wooden sword to draw several times.

At the last stroke, Chen Mo ducked and said, "Senior sister, I can't do it anymore, you are too strong."

Chen Mo sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

Zhao Fujin snorted coldly, and immediately said: "It's been so long, you've been tired like this, no, you have to practice more!"

But her anger was gone.

Eyebrows were smiling.

Regarding what happened just now, Zhao Fujin definitely wants to find his way back.

But there is a valid reason.

If you teach it directly.

It is inevitable that she seems to be a little belly.

If so, it is reasonable.

Let's learn from each other, it's normal to be beaten a few times.

"Senior sister taught me that I will practice more when I go back later." Chen Mo rubbed his **** a few times. Zhao Fujin gave his **** a kick just now, and it was a little sore, and he said immediately:

"Senior sister, if there is nothing wrong, I will retire first."

Yu Guang swept to Chen Mo rubbing his butt, Zhao Fujin's lips were slightly hooked, and he said, "Well, let's go."

But just after he finished speaking, Zhao Fujin thought of something, and his face instantly turned red. When Chen Mo was about to go out, he said, "Wait."

Chen Mo stopped and looked back with a puzzled look on his face.

Zhao Fujin put down the wooden sword in his hand, stepped forward, and bit his teeth lightly: "You... you close your eyes."

"what?"

"Shut up when you tell me to close."

Zhao Fujin glared at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo obediently closed his eyes.

Zhao Fujin's face was hot, and after taking a deep breath, looking at the unparalleled handsome man in front of him, he was a little suffocated, and his heartbeat rose to the extreme in an instant.

She is not short, so she raised her head and kissed Chen Mo's lips.

"Okay, what I promised, I..." Just touched ~www.readwn.com~ Zhao Fujin separated, but before he finished speaking, Chen Mo's eyes suddenly opened and he hugged him Zhao Fujin's waist supported her head with one hand.

The four lips meet.

Blocked the words behind her.

After Zhao Fujin's touch is different, Chen Mo's kiss is full of aggressiveness.

Zhao Fujin felt that his lips were sucked into his mouth.

Her body was suddenly tense, and she was at a loss.

She opened her hands, but she didn't know where to put them. Ru Xingmei glared at Chen Mo hard, as if she wanted him to let go, but the emotions in her eyes were only nervous, embarrassed, and surprised.

However, Chen Mo's eyes were gentle.

It's like tasting your trophies.

Full of patience and confidence.

Under Chen Mo's leadership, Zhao Fujin, who had never tasted love and cried, was completely powerless to resist, but for a moment, the hand that had nowhere to rest slowly rested on Chen Mo's shoulder.

but...

As a **** smell filled his mouth, Chen Mo suddenly let go of Zhao Fujin and backed away a little.

He stretched out his head and touched it with his hand.

Even if you don't look, you know you've been bitten.

"hiss..."

"Deserving it."

Zhao Fujin's face was as red as a monkey's butt, and his eyelashes were trembling. The word deserved was almost spit out from between his teeth.

She didn't expect it.

Chen Moqin forgets about it himself.

Dare to rub his ass.

"That, Senior Sister, it's getting late, I'm leaving."

This time, Chen Mo really ran away.