The villain of the martial arts: Kissing Xiao Long Nu at the beginning

"Who are you, kid? What's your business? I'm telling you, I'm a thief, and I stole this woman's silver bag. What's wrong, you have..."

A breeze blew by, and Sikong Zhaixing felt cold all over.

Damn, I remember I stole the purse, how come I took out such a thing from my arms.

Sikong Zhaixing is having a headache now, because just when he was talking about the excitement, he took out the silver bag from his arms.

As a result, he found that what was in his arms was not a silver bag, but a piece of pink brocade cloth, with chrysanthemum patterns embroidered on it, which was quite nice to see.

Sikong Zhaixing shrugged his nose, this large handkerchief smelled really good!

Sikong Zhaixing sucked the fragrance on the large "handkerchief", his face full of intoxication. But he didn't notice that the faces of the group of sword-wielding women opposite him turned dark.

"He is indeed a rapist. Disciples of Yihua Palace, listen to my order. Kill this rapist in front of you. Anyone who dares to help will be killed without mercy." Sikong Zhaixing didn't know what the giant "handkerchief" was, but the women of Yihua Palace knew it!

Because everyone was wearing it, the material was basically the same, the only difference was the embroidery pattern and size.

"Yes, Palace Master." A group of Yihua Palace disciples drew their swords and stabbed Sikong Zhaixing without any hesitation.

Not to mention, Yihua Palace is worthy of being Yihua Palace. The disciples inside are all beautiful, and they are all young girls. With the white gauze palace skirt, the skirt corners fly when moving, and the long hair flutters, it feels like a fairy dancing with a sword.

Outsiders think it looks good, but Sikong Zhaixing, who is trapped in the sword formation, doesn't think so.

He is still wondering now, isn't it just a handkerchief? There is no need to fight desperately. If it weren't for his fast speed, he would have been stabbed with many holes on his body by these Yihua Palace disciples.

"Die, you lecher!" Yingnu shouted, and stabbed Sikong Zhaixing's ankle with a long sword. However, because the two rabbits jumped up and down, she was affected in her performance. She lost her balance and stabbed the sword crookedly, and almost hurt the disciple of Yihua Palace who was helping her.

"Haha, bitch, don't force yourself if you can't do it. I can beat ten people like you by myself." Sikong Zhaixing moved while humiliating the Yingnu sister.

"Damn, I have never seen such a shameless person. Ladies, Li Hao will help you." After saying that, Li Hao directly picked up a plate on the table next to him and threw it at Sikong Zhaixing's head.

"Bastard, stinky boy, I didn't expect you to be the kind of person who would kick someone when he is down. Very well, I took a purse from you today as interest. When I have time, I will steal all the money from your house." Sikong Zhaixing avoided the plate thrown by Li Hao and cursed.

"What? You stole my purse. My wife made it for me. If it's damaged, I won't forgive you." Li Hao pretended to reach out and took a handful of it, then said "angrily".

System: Host, you graduated from Beijing Film Academy, right? This wretched expression and angry tone, if you can't win the grand prize, it proves that the judges took bribes.

Li Hao: Get lost, I'm really expressing my feelings.

In his previous life, Li Hao had the experience of being stolen. After withdrawing the manuscript fee, in order to smell the ink fragrance of the banknotes, he went to the ATM to withdraw all of it at once.

Then... there was nothing else, he didn't even know where he lost it.

But the thief left a note in his pocket, which read [I followed you hard for a mile, and the result was only a hundred yuan, you poor thing. 】

At that time, Li Hao was furious. You stole a hundred yuan. How much better are you than me? Woohoo...

"Haha, what if it's damaged? I'll throw your money bag into the toilet when I get out." Sikong Zhaixing laughed loudly, not realizing that he was in danger.

"Get out, do you think you can get out?"

"What..." Sikong Zhaixing was shocked. He felt his waist numb and couldn't move.

"Who are you? Tell me your name. I, Sikong Zhaixing, have been in the rivers and lakes for decades, hunting geese all day long. Unexpectedly, I was pecked in the eye by a wild goose. I guess you also replaced the silver bag!" Sikong Zhaixing said calmly.

"What did you say? I don't know! I was just a little faster, and I was provoked by you to perform beyond my normal level and caught up with you." Li Hao would naturally not admit that he had replaced the silver bag of Yingnu. If he did, he would probably be hunted down by everyone in Yihua Palace.

"You..." Sikong Zhaixing was about to speak, but Li Hao pressed his mute point.

"Slut, what else do you have to say now?" Sikong Zhaixing touched her before, and then her clothes were taken off, and then she scolded herself, took out the dirt from her arms, and even made a vulgar move like smelling the fragrance.'s action, in Yingnu's mind, has already labeled him as a dead man.

But as for how to die, she has not yet decided.

"Uh uh uh..." Sikong Zhaixing's mute point was pressed, and he could no longer say a word.

But even if he could speak to explain, Yingnu probably wouldn't listen to him!

Yingnu ignored Sikong Zhaixing, she used the tip of her long sword to pick up Xiaoyi from Sikong Zhaixing's arms, and then swung the long sword, and Xiaoyi instantly turned into pieces.

Then Yingnu pointed her long sword at Sikong Zhaixing, her face full of frost, and she said nothing, obviously thinking about how to deal with him.

"You lecherous thief, the greatest evil, I will spare your life today, but the death penalty can be spared, but the living crime cannot escape, I will give you a small punishment and a big warning, so that you can't do bad things in the future." After saying that, Yingnu showed a cruel look on his face.

Swish, swish, swish, a few cold lights flashed, Yingnu sheathed the sword, and then returned to Lianxing's back.

"Woo woo..." Sikong Zhaixing's face was full of ferocity and pain.

Li Hao looked at Yingnu's method, and his back was cold. He didn't expect this beautiful girl to be so vicious. Even the Yihua Palace disciples next to him didn't say a word. It seems that they are already used to this kind of thing.

"How is it, do you feel okay?" Looking at Sikong Zhaixing who collapsed on the ground because of the loss of support, Li Hao quickly untied his acupuncture points and asked.

"Boy, I fell into your hands this time because I am not as skilled as you, but I will repay you for today's humiliation in the future." Sikong Zhaixing endured the physical trauma and said word by word.

"Today I can stuff someone else's bellyband into your arms, and tomorrow I can stuff poison into your mouth. So, you'd better not mess with me."

"Because I am someone you can't afford to mess with." Li Hao patted Sikong Zhaixing's shoulder, laughed and hugged Hua Yuenu and followed the Yihua Palace disciples into the room.

For Li Hao, a person with five limbs disabled was not a threat to him. But in order to avoid unnecessary trouble in the future, Li Hao left a cow-hair needle in Sikong Zhaixing's body.

When the cow-hair needle flows through the chest along with the blood, Sikong Zhaixing will die.