The world of martial arts has been destroyed by the demon woman again!

Mo Qingyu covered her forehead, feeling faint and dizzy.

She opened her mouth to speak, but found that Duanmu Qing had arrived in front of her at some point, squatted down and stuffed a pill into her mouth.

Almost subconsciously, Mo Qingyu bit Duanmuqing's finger.

"...This is all the effect of this medicine!"

Mo Qingyu opened his mouth in panic, and his moans were filled with panic, but Duanmuqing tilted his head and said with a smile: "I have been poisoned by this kind of medicine, and it is indeed as the heroine said The same.

This medicine does have many bad effects. "

Duanmuqing took a deep breath, and then blew out a bird's call that was very common in Jiangdu.

This is the method used by the secret guards of the Duanmu family to communicate.

Following the chirping of birds, more than a dozen figures wearing black night hoods and carrying slender Miao knives on their backs quickly approached the restaurant.

To be honest, Duan Muqing didn't want to stop this from the beginning. He just wanted to wait for these young men to take action. If he took action again, he would catch one person and get all the stolen goods. There was no way to argue.

According to the law of the King of the Wei Dynasty, those who commit adultery with wives and women will be punished with three hundred battles and eight hundred miles of exile. Those who are involved in the affairs of lower-ranking officials will be punished by an additional level and have their cheeks tattooed.

If someone involves the duke of the country, the crime will be as high as extermination of the clan...

In other words, it can be said that these young masters and their families have been completely grasped by Duan Muqing.

If Duanmu Qing was willing, if he wanted to take care of the mothers of these young men, they would have to offer them along with their wives.

But it is a pity that the young masters from Yunzhou who came to Jiangdu this time only accounted for about [-]% of the people in Yunzhou.

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There are many families who are die-hard loyal to Daqian Zen Temple, and there are also families who feel that they do not need to be responsible for such money and food matters.

Of course, there are also some young masters from the family, but Huang Silang and others simply don't want to bring them to the banquet.

It's too much. He actually bullies his peers!

Duan Muqing, a righteous man, decided to use his own steel-made spear, engraved with Feng Shui formations, to compete with these young men to see who was stronger.

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Not many of these young men can fight.

A group of tauren, although I don't plan to kill them for the time being, they can still get a lot of infuriating rewards.

Duanmuqing took out the silver gun in his hand and prepared to leave the third floor of the restaurant. Although he did not leave this private room, the group of young men would probably come up soon.

"Master, are you planning to take action yourself?"

Mo Qingyu was slightly startled, stood up from the ground, and looked at Duanmu Qing. She really didn't expect that this young master seemed to know martial arts.

"I thought Young Master Qing, like Brother Su, were both literati who only knew how to read."

"Brother Huansu, Qingyu...you haven't noticed that he hasn't come here yet, has he sold you?"

Duanmuqing wiped the tip of his gun and looked at Mo Qingyu, who had not yet reacted, and naturally reminded him directly.

"....what?"

As soon as Duan Muqing said these words, Mo Qingyu was stunned on the spot, and then instantly turned pale because of Duan Muqing's flushed face.

Although there was no effect of any medicine at this moment, she still felt that her whole body was shaky.

"Is it possible that my brother Su, like Master Duanmu, knew the truth here, and then he was plotted by those young masters and got drunk and drugged..."

As she spoke, Mo Qingyu didn't believe it herself, because she had just heard what was going on with Su Fengxian.

He was alone since yesterday. After visiting all the Jiangdu families, he finally found a restaurant and got drunk.

Is it really possible that he knows nothing?

"Why would he do this...what would it do for him."

"Who knows?"

Duanmuqing replied: "Maybe there is something in someone else's hands, maybe there is some special hobby, are you still going to forgive him?"

At the end of the sentence, Duanmu Qing just glanced at him faintly, not intending to continue to entangle with Mo Qingyu, but walked out with the spear in hand.

It is also a coincidence.

He had just walked to the door when a young man from Yunzhou opened the door and walked in naked with a baby on his head.

Wearing a bull-headed mask, the young man's body was steaming out at this moment.

Duanmu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at the distance between the two people. He didn't even need to make too many moves, he just pressed his gun slightly.

The tip of his steel spear successfully met the tip of another spear.

Mr. Yunzhou: "...."

There was a deathly silence in the air.

The blazing gun met the cold gun, and Yunzhou's originally swollen mind suddenly came back a little, and then tears flowed down.

He had promised to play with his beautiful little mother with Fourth Master after returning to Yunzhou, so he was the first to have the qualification to taste the heroine of the world and the son of heaven.

But damn, why was it not the tight and hot road that greeted him, but such a thing.

At this moment, the young master from Yunzhou didn't even dare to move, let alone call someone, for fear that he might accidentally come into contact with the gun.

When the gun tip fell, it was completely rotten.

Moreover, if the real gun had to be raised even slightly, it would definitely result in a rotten stomach and a certain death.

Facing this sudden intruder, although Mo Qingyu was distracted at the moment, he still raised his head in excitement and took a single glance.

Not to mention the fat and bloated body.

After all, the hundred days of foundation building in the first stage of martial arts training requires a hundred days of hard training. Many of our disciples are unable to complete it because they are too lazy to do it.

Mo Qingyu subconsciously looked at a certain part, and hanging there was something she had only seen once...

Then Mo Qingyu couldn't help but feel surprised.

The reason for the surprise was naturally because she compared the little thing with what she saw that night, and the gap was too big.

With her mind agitated, Mo Qingyu subconsciously spoke.

"Hey, he's so small. Compared with Mr. Duanmu, Black Dragon, he's a lot behind him?"

Mo Qingyu opened his mouth wide, and then made a gesture about the size of a giant stick with his hand. The other two men looked at him and didn't know what to say.

The young master of Yunzhou looked at Duanmu Qing and couldn't help but widen his eyes. He couldn't believe that time had such a magical weapon.

What is even more puzzling is that this heroine has not only met Mr. Duanmu for two or three days, how could she understand such an exaggerated level.

The young master from Yunzhou couldn't see how sticky this heroine was with Su Fengxian.

Sure enough, compared to himself, Duanmu Qing is the real wife killer, right?

As for Duanmu Qing, his mind was buzzing.

How does this little sister-in-law know my size?

Could it be that this is some kind of strange physical connection between sisters? I said, why do these girls see me blushing all day long? I was scared.

If you know this kind of thing, you will know it!

What's the point of comparing it to?

Duanmu Qing was not thin-skinned, he just felt that after the sister-in-law said this, the two of them would become awkward.

In annoyance, Duanmu Qing felt depressed and stretched out his index finger to make a gesture of not making a sound.

Mr. Yunzhou was about to cry, but he still nodded, and then covered his mouth with both hands.

Duanmuqing smiled, raised his foot and kicked hard at the middle door in front of him.

! ! ! !

"Woooooo!"

Although I tried my best to control it, there were still waves of low groaning sounds.

The young masters from Yunzhou, who were still taking off their clothes below, burst out laughing.

I didn't expect that this brother usually likes to bark when playing, but this time he still likes to bark when others are asleep and cannot move.

Hahaha!

No one even bothered to look up.

Duanmu Qing smiled slightly, walked out quietly with his gun, all the way down.

Looking at Mr. Yunzhou who was lying on the ground holding the bleeding stall and not daring to make a sound, Mo Qingyu couldn't help but be slightly startled.

Along the way, she was used to the lawlessness of these young men from aristocratic families. Tonight in the restaurant, there were even more conspiracies and intrigues that made her tremble and completely ignorant.

But such a person could only end up like this in front of Duanmu Qing.

It really reminded Mo Qingyu of the subtle feeling brought by the spring water flowing through the wonderful place of his home when he was bathing under the waterfall of Zhujian Villa.

Refreshed.

The front is strong and the back is as respectful as a dog, how can it lead people to wonder.

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Outside the restaurant, a black horse came in a hurry, and on the horse's back was a tall young man.

At this moment, he looked at the restaurant in front of him with an extremely troubled expression. He wanted to break in several times, but he couldn't muster his courage several times.

Looking up at the sky and the bright moon, two lines of tears fell down his face, but he could do nothing.

This person is Su Fengxian, the son of the prefect of Yunzhou.

He was pretending to be drunk, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally came to the restaurant, originally planning to fight these young men.

For the girl he loves, it's no big deal, no big deal... But when he really arrived at this door, Su Feng cried directly, not knowing what to do.

The secret guard of the Duanmu family who happened to come over was stunned.

This big brother, what on earth are you?

Even if you want to push your ass, you have to go in, right?

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Chapter 67 Can you save a bird's life by speaking out?

Under the hazy night, the young men in Yunzhou took off their clothes one after another and put on different bull-head masks.

We often play together, and we no longer have much feeling for each other's nakedness.

Even many people who love ancient roads will reach out and pinch their brothers' butts.

Hey!

With a lewd smile, Huang Silang threw the mother and daughter on the table, picked up a basin of water that had been prepared and poured it on them.

Suddenly, the silk clothes were soaked inside and out, revealing the bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks underneath.

Smelling the charming daughter's fragrance, Huang Silang felt comfortable all over.

But at this comfortable moment, Huang Silang suddenly heard other voices.

"Fourth Master, gun! Gun! Gun!"

"What gun? What's wrong? It's not like you haven't seen my big gun before...fuck!"

The moment Huang Silang turned around, he saw a cold dragon spear coming straight from the sky and accurately landing under his body. Fortunately, the spear did not pierce his treasure.

However, the cold air on the gun still caused him to lose a large chunk of his head.

The little black chicken has no head.

"what!!!"

As a stream of blood spurted out, the young men present panicked and ran towards the place where they had just thrown away their clothes.

"If you move again, I will push the rod through your gun and out the asshole."

A long voice fell from the sky, mixed with irresistible majesty, and instantly made everyone present afraid to move.

At this moment, everyone had a feeling that the person who said these words was behind them, and behind them there seemed to be a wild beast staring at them and putting its claws on their heads.