Sanctification of the physical body: starting from the wish of making explosive fists

Hearing this, Kushitan Meiyun snorted coldly, stretched out her hand and pulled the witch's suit on her chest, covering up the beautiful scenery of the peaks that had been exposed due to fierce fighting before.

But even so, it can't completely hide its enormity.

Instead, there is a hazy mystery that holds the pipa half-covered.

In the end, although she is very indifferent and looks down on everything on the surface, she is also a very conservative woman in her bones, and she can appreciate her bumpy and stylish body without caring about the usual unorthodox villains, that is because the villains are a personal disciple who has been with her for ten years!

A series of operations such as eating and sleeping together, soaking in hot springs together are opportunities for masters and apprentices to grow their feelings with each other,

and the ancient martial arts school teaches personal disciples, basically taught by hand, especially the Kushitan Stream martial arts belong to a kind of jiu-jitsu, and the physical intimate contact between master and apprentice is a normal thing.

As long as the two do not give birth to the idea of surpassing ugliness with each other, then the relationship between the two is innocent.

Yes, that's it!

This is the reason why Kushina Miyun has comforted herself so infinitely in the face of gangsters for a long time.

Because this was the means that her master had taught herself, she was just copying it, after all, she was also a first-time teacher at that time and had no experience.

However, she ignored that for generations, only women had cultivated.

"Since the Grand Duke Tokugawa said so, then the concubine body will not be concerned with you."

An indifferent voice came from Kushitan Miyun's lips.

As soon as the words fell, the terrifying momentum around his body disappeared without a trace.

Borrowing the donkey from the slope is also a manifestation of the wisdom of life.

Although he didn't want to admit that he had fought with the invincible Superman before, he had basically overdrawn most of his spirit, and at this moment, facing Misaki Temple, whose strength was only slightly inferior to his own, it was a little difficult after all.

Even if he can use the secret method to quickly replenish his qi and blood, if he does that, I am afraid that he will not be able to get out of here today.

Moreover, his original purpose was not to fight to the death with Liang Shanbo's people, but to rush here worried about the safety of his own gangsters.

Seeing this scene, Misaki Temple Autumn Rain was finally relieved.

Don't look at Kushitan Meiyun's skin like snow at this moment, rosy and shiny, looking like a beauty of twenty-eight years, but he knows that this old woman who exists but has lived for nearly a hundred years has a complicated mind, but he is proficient in psychology and he cannot predict and guess his true thoughts.

As for the purpose of her coming at the moment, he had now guessed most of it.

As he thought

, during the time when Kushina Miyun slowly came to Tokugawa Mitsunari, she sorted out her image very carefully.

This is not because he saw Tokugawa Mitsunari, but because he was about to meet his own gangsters, and he instinctively acted for it.

There is no why, because there is no reason at all.

After he had completely sorted out his image to the best state, he looked down at Tokugawa Mitsunari and said coldly:

"What about my people?"

There was no respect in the tone, even a hint of displeasure.

In this regard, Tokugawa Mitsunari did not mind very much, and even explained with some embarrassment:

"Mikumo, I received your call, so I rushed over all the time, and as soon as people arrived here, you came over, and there was no time to pick up people."

Saying that, he showed a somewhat aggrieved look and said

, "Besides, you hurriedly called me before, but you didn't tell me who your disciple really was, which made it impossible for me to say hello in advance to deal with the problem."

Although with his own power, it is very easy to inquire about a person's news, but he is extremely understanding of people's feelings and worldliness, but he did not do it, and always had a scale in his heart, called: give and get.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort came, and his eyes scanned Tokugawa Mitsunari's expression and posture at the moment, from the micro-expression, the fluctuation of breath, and the frequency of the heartbeat, to determine the truth of what he said.

A moment later

, "Sakura Dragon, my own disciple!"

When it came to the big disciple of the family transmission, his tone was particularly aggravated

, and when Qiu Yu of the Misaki Temple not far away heard this, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and how could he not know that this sentence was said to himself.

At this moment, the doubts in his heart became more and more solemn, he could remember that Liang Shan Bo had never provoked this young man named Sacang Long, and he was also this woman's personal disciple.

You must know that in the current martial arts world, bullying the small with big will be laughed at, unless it is really to the level of unending hostility.

Of course, the most important reason is that you can bully my disciples, then I can bully your disciples, so that the martial arts world will cut off the inheritance and the talents will wither.

Moreover, if a disciple of a certain school learns, his body will be quietly contaminated with the breath of his master, and he can be distinguished when the martial arts realm reaches a certain level.

If he knew that the reason for all this was the incident made by the elder who took Kenichi out for trial not long ago, I was afraid that he would vomit out a mouthful of old blood.

Hearing this, everyone present who remained awake was shocked, and Officer Madaya's expression was even more gloomy to the extreme.

In this regard, Tokugawa Hikari only glanced at it, but did not pay much attention to it.

He just bowed his head slightly, then looked at the chief warden who was already crawling on the ground not far away, and said softly:

"Can you hear clearly?"

"No, contemptible..." Before

his words fell, a dark aura burst out from the depths of the prison

, and even from a long distance, everyone present could feel the sweat on their skin.

This breath....

It's very familiar, isn't this the breath that appeared in the direction of Kowloon Town before, but now it looks more intense than before.

What happened in this short period of time, and didn't this guy go in with him before, how could he let this kind of thing happen.

Misaki Temple's face changed drastically when he felt this dark aura for the first time, and he didn't even notice that he accidentally pulled off a few of his beards.

The light quickly swept over Meiyun's body, but she was surprised to find that her face had also changed drastically at this moment, and her lips were slightly open.

Although it was only for a moment, he was still not mistaken.

Even when he pricked up his ears and calmly poured all his spirit into his ears, he could hear his angry and corrupt whisper.

"Damn it! This scoundrel, rebel, unconscious fellow..."

were all some unbearable obscenities, which made him more and more curious.

Who says that a serious philosopher on the surface is as good as it seems.

In fact, the more this kind of existence, the more curious gossip is more serious than ordinary people.

As if sensing something, Kushitan Meiyun suddenly turned around, and her eyes turned dark gold, and Sen Leng's killing intent could not be concealed.

Not good, discovered!

Misaki Temple Autumn Rain hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and then blew his head and whistled, but the gossip in his heart became more intense than before.

The continuous sound of blasting sounded, and

clouds of dust and fog came out one after another like spring shoots after rain.

Finally, I saw two figures running at high speed, approaching here from far and near.

In just a few breaths

, the figure appeared in front of everyone, and before the thick dust and fog cleared, a slightly lazy and evil voice came from it:

"Yo, isn't this my pedantic, cold, and unsympathetic master?"