The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

Toward Mo Yan smile, "color head set down, don't know what is the content that Mr. Mo wants to contest?"

"Swordsmanship!"

"Yes." Gu fupei answered. As Mo Yan stood up and drew a sword from his waist, he shook his head, and the evil spirit on his face became more and more serious. Master Mo, swordsmanship is not like that. "

Mo Yan frowned slightly.

Gu fupei looks casual, but he doesn't seem to be good at it.

How does he want to play?

"The table of the reception banquet is small. It's inconvenient to use swordsmanship. For the sake of safety, I changed the sword to this one. Mr. Mo has no idea."

With that, Gu fupei picked up a thin sword and showed it to Mo Yan.

The field belongs to others. Mo Yan can't help it even if he has an opinion. He just nods and raises his hand to take a thin sword.

He was about to fight Gu fupei, but Gu fupei put Su Jiujiu on the stage.

"Brother Mo, don't worry."

Gu fupei's lips filled with a smile, watching the boy pull Su Jiujiu past.

On the platform, there was a huge wooden frame in the shape of big characters. Two boys put Su Jiujiu on the wooden frame. Regardless of her struggle, they tied her hands and feet firmly to the wooden frame.

Ziqianmo stood up subconsciously.

Mo Yan's face was also slightly white, "what is Mr. Gu doing?"

"Try swordsmanship."

Gu fupei's eyes were dark, like a dark black hole. "Swordsmanship is nothing more than a contest. Today we will try another way. Brother Mo, you can see that the beauty has been tied to the wooden frame. Now, you and I take turns to say where we want to shoot, and shoot this thin sword onto the exposed wooden frame. Whoever shoots more will win. "

Where the wooden frame is exposed

Hearing the rules, Mo Yan turned his head incredulously and looked at the wooden frame with Su Jiujiu.

This wooden frame is not strong. The wood used is only thicker than an adult's arm. After su Jiujiu's hands and feet were tied up, the wooden frame was almost covered by her body, and only a few places were exposed, that is, the top of her head, fingertips and toes.

Do you want to shoot these thin swords at the exposed position designated by the opponent?

Mo Yan only thinks that Gu fupei is teasing them, or that he doesn't take Su Jiujiu's life as his life.

How is it possible to shoot in such a narrow position?

Once the fingers lost a little bit of accuracy, the fine sword would not be aimed at the wooden frame with only arms thick, but at Su Jiujiu's head, arms and even knees!

Ziqianmo couldn't help but step forward, "brother Gu, it's too much. This girl is... "

"Miss purple, what are you talking about? It's her honor that we can use it as a headdress."

Gu fupei looked back and blocked up ziqianmo's words, then looked at Mo Yan.

"What's the matter? Brother Mo seems to be hesitating."

Gu fupei seemed to be aware of his hesitation, and the evil spirit on his face became more and more fierce. "If not, you can not compete in this competition. Brother Mo, you can admit defeat. I don't mind letting brother Mo appreciate the beauty's delicate body, or listen to the breath and scream of beauty when we are in the same room..."

"Enough!"

Listening to Gu fupei, he insulted Su Jiujiu in a tone almost provocative,