The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"Huh? There are actually three beauties! Boy, don't you let go of the beauties in your arms, and let the owner of the house love and love them! Hey, the three beauties, from now on, will follow the owner of the house, the owner of the house will definitely I will take pity on you!"

The person who came, was fat and ugly, but he was dressed in brocade clothes and held a folding fan in his hand, pretending to be a handsome young man.

"Sign up for the name, if it is a nameless pawn, get out of the way, this son will not kill the nameless."

Yang Zheng's face was stern, he glanced at the person who came, and then brought tea to the female Snitch in his arms to drink water. At this time, the Snitch suddenly became honest and sat obediently in Yang Zheng's arms, drinking tea. The female Snitch Qiao ^ blushed slightly, with a hint of charm in her beauty, and her charm was extraordinary.

In this scene, I saw that the fat villa owner was furious, wishing to slap Yang Zheng flying, then grab the beauty and let the beauty sit in his arms.

"Huh! Boy, don't kill the unknown! I am the sect master of Xiaoyao Sect, Mo Yixian, and the top ten masters in the black list! You are a third-rate gangster, and you dare to say that you will kill this sect master?"

So, the fat village owner really moved, and hit Yang Zheng with a folded fan, and at the same time let out a very contemptuous laugh!

It turned out that this obese person was Mo Yixian, the sect master of Xiaoyaomen, and one of the top ten masters in the black list!

"Oh, the top ten masters on the black list turned out to be somewhat famous. Unfortunately, you are not Chi Zunxin, let alone waves."

Yang Zheng chuckled lightly, and quickly drew the knife with his right hand to close it. The whole action was completed in the blink of an eye. I saw a flash of cold light, and the folding fan in Mo Yixian's hand was divided into two. A big hole was opened!

"you......"

A trace of fear flashed in Mo Yixian's eyes, and his body stepped back again and again, a few steps back, to the edge of the fence, the fat body fell back and fell into the restaurant!

"boom!"

Xiaoyao Sect Master, Mo Yixian, one of the top ten masters in the black list, has a fat body to the end, his eyes are so big that he can't get up again.

"Ah! Killed!"

"Someone was killed!"

"Someone killed someone in the teahouse!"

There was an exclamation from the street. Many Jianghu tourists frowned. Some people recognized Mo Yixian's identity, and they were extremely shocked. Mo Yixian, one of the top ten masters of the gang, and a first-class peak master who has been famous for decades, was actually killed, and There was not a single scar on the whole body, and there was not even a trace of blood under the ripped shirt on the chest!

Who!

Who is it?

Who was the person in the teahouse who killed the Master of Xiaoyao Sect silently?

"I saw the sword light but not blood, and the beauty, do you think my sword technique is poetic enough?"

Yang Zheng smiled faintly, placing one hand on Xiuse's slender waist, and holding a teacup in the other hand, playing with the teacup, the fluctuating tea seemed to have a very unusual artistic conception.

"You are a shameless bastard, how do you know what poetry is and picturesque! Humph! Ten years of dreaming of Yangzhou, and winning the reputation of a brothel, can only be called poetry and picturesque poetry!"

Xiuse snorted coldly and refuted Yang Zheng.

"Xiuse, you are wrong, this poem by Du Mu has nothing to do with the poetic and picturesque. If you want the poetic and picturesque, I'd better let this young master recite it for you." Yang Zheng smiled and searched for the poems of later generations, and soon found one, The whole person has entered a state of elegant son: "If life is like the first time, what is the autumn wind and sad painting fan. Xiu Se, what do you think of my sentence?"

"Bowl......"

As soon as Yang Zheng said this borrowed poem, the three beauties on the table were startled, as if they had recalled something, and seemed to have come to a realization.

"If life is only as first seen, what kind of sadness is hidden in it."

Fu Junzhen sighed.

"If life is only like the first sight, there will be several first sights in life."

Shan Wanjing looked at Yang Zheng and sighed, she remembered the first time she met Song Yuzhi. Now that I think about it, I even robbed Yuzhi's man, and I am afraid that he and Yuzhi will never be able to return to the beginning.

"You... hum! I don't believe you can make such a beautiful poem!"

Xiuse snorted coldly, not believing that the poem was written by Yang Zheng.

"Xiuse, you can go to the temple and the brothel in Jianghu and ask, who has written this poem? Haha, my son's talent is as high as his martial arts talent! There are only ten battles in the world, and my son has eight battles. !"

Yang Zheng's expression became solemn, and then he smiled. He copied the famous sentence of Nalan Xingde in later generations. It must have never appeared in this world of martial arts. If that sentence is just like the first time, I don't know how many people have sung it. How many people are emotional. Therefore, based on this poem alone, he dares to say that he is only eight fights high!

Although the verse was copied, in this world of martial arts, only he can copy it, which means it is his own. If this is spread, no one in the world knows his name, Yang Zheng!

"Xiusi, don't move around, you tuner, I can't help but bring you to Fa-rectification on the spot!"

Feeling the sudden turbulence of Xiu Se in his arms, Yang Zheng's body rose with a fiery heat, and his right hand flicked up in front of Xiu Se's peaks.

"Bastard! You are restless, I'm hiding from you!"

Xiu Se Qiao said with an angry face.

"Haha! That's because you are so beautiful, this son is a natural reaction!"

Yang Zheng laughed loudly, leaned forward with his head, and there was a kiss on Xiuse's ear ^, Xiuse, a snitch and a virgin prostitute, was kissed by him, and with a squeak, her body softened in his arms.

"Xiu Se, it seems that you have fallen in love with this son deeply. Find a time to invite your sister, the number one female snitch in the world, so that this son can sing a song called Double Feiyan!"

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