Chapter 1331

"Look, what are you looking at, look?"

After Yue Zi Tong blurted out this sentence, he instinctively looked down.

Then I was stunned.

Your sister, I have already landed.

Ah, ah, I'm dead.

How can I be so stupid?

Clearly has landed, but also holding the dead abnormal dogleg do not let go, out of the limelight.

No, I made a fool of myself.

No wonder the pervert said I was a coward.

Shit.

You're the coward.

Your family are cowards.

Your eighteen generations of ancestors are cowards - yuezi Tongxin scolded, and finally released the dogleg, sat on the stone, right hand patted the chest: "very good, very good, I'm not dead."

Yang Xiao asked: "are you scared to pee?"

"Cut, I, I have you say so unbearable?"

Yue Zi Tong sniffed lightly. When he sharply refuted, his pale face was covered with a blush of death.

But then he was relieved.

Yue Zitong thinks that although she is the most elite agent of Huaxia Guoan, she is still a weak woman who loves peace in essence.

Which weak woman can keep calm when she falls off a cliff hundreds of meters high?

Scared to pee - normal physiological reaction.

I'm not scared to death. I'm scared to faint. That's what I'm proud of.

How can Yang Xiao, the hateful pervert, deliberately ignore what she should be proud of, but pay attention to her normal physiological reaction?

After appreciating Yue Zitong's embarrassment, Yang Xiao is in a good mood.

When he was in a good mood, Yang Xiao was too lazy to tease her any more. When he reached out and took out a small porcelain vase from his clothes, he said, "stand up."

"I, I don't stand up."

Yue Zitong is very stubborn and has a lot of backbone.

The heroic spirit of treating death as if it were home is very admirable.

Of course, if she had the strength in her legs to stand up, she might not have said that.

Aunt Yue is really not used to the way that others are standing and she is sitting.

How to say, will feel the lack of confidence, right?

Looking at her long legs, which were still shaking slightly, Yang Xiao laughed contemptuously and stepped down the stone.

In this way, the height of the two is almost the same.

"You, what are you holding?"

After finally looking at each other, Yue Zitong finds that Yang Xiao has a small porcelain vase in his hand.

"It's healing, it's comfortable, it's comfortable."

With a smile, Yang Xiao threw down the small porcelain vase in his hand.

Her smile, in the moonlight is so evil.

It's obscene laughter.

That medicine, very comfortable, very comfortable.

Can make a woman very comfortable, very comfortable feeling, in addition to that, what else can be called very comfortable, very comfortable?

Looking at the smiling Yang Xiao, Yue Zitong is stunned for a moment, and immediately thinks of a reality that should not be ignored by her.

Yang Xiao is a man.

And she is a beautiful bubbling, sexy beauty.

At this moment, here and here, their beautiful men and women are alone. If they don't do something to make Yue Zitong feel very comfortable, wouldn't they be responsible for the beautiful night under the bright moon?

And more importantly, it seems that in front of Yang Xiao, Yue Zitong has almost no room to fight back except passively and comfortably.

Run!

This word is rising in Yue Zitong's mind.

When he saw something bad, he ran away after smearing oil on the soles of his feet. This is the eight character Zhen Yan Da Fang needle that he Lan Fu Su ordered for Yue Zitong when she was in Guoan.

Although these eight character words do harm to Yue Zitong's image of Wei'an, they are quite different from his character that he would rather die than surrender.

But in order to keep the innocent body for his nephew, Yue Zitong decided!

She wants to abandon all her face and be worthy of Li Nanfang.

Do what you say.

No, it should be thought of and done.

Don't know where the strength comes from, Yue Zi Tong turned over and climbed up, turned around and ran.

Her reaction speed was so fast that she was surprised and proud.

But why is Yang Xiao's ghost claw faster!

As soon as Yue Zitong climbed over, he was caught in the right shoulder.

"Let me go, you asshole!"

Yue Zitong was shocked. In the scream, he pushed his right foot back and lifted it hard.

Between Yang Xiao's legs.

There is a famous move called scorpion wagging its tail.

It was Helan Fusu who racked his brains to make it for Yue Zitong.

In her six years as an agent, at least 18 men fell down on her unique skill.

Of course, it's all on the training ground.

What's more, those bastards who were kicked by her, when they shrieked and covered their crotches to the ground, had a lot of acting elements.

But what's the point?

This scorpion wagging its tail is Yue Zitong's mace.

The best way to save your life.

A unique move, who can not answer and fall - except Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao, an asshole, has caught Yue Zitong's right foot with his legs.

No matter how hard she struggles, it's useless.

The current two people's posture is too ambiguous.

Let Yue Zitong be ashamed to death, scream, turn around and punch.

She wants to beat this evil face into a rotten watermelon!

This is her good wish at this moment, and she is trying to do it.

However, there are always some things in the world, no matter how hard you try, it can not be achieved.

One of them is Yue Zitong's delusion of punching Yang Xiao's face into a rotten watermelon.

Yang Xiao is just very casual, very casual a crooked head, dodged her sharp fist.

This is not beyond Yue Zitong's expectation——

She has a second chance.

When the right fist is empty, turn it into claw immediately.

Sharp claws!

Long fingernails, vicious row to Yang Xiao's left face.

Since he can't hit the target, he can also let Yue Zitong export his evil spirit by cutting this hateful handsome face.

But Yue Zitong's wishful thinking is doomed to fail.

As soon as the five claws of her right hand opened, Yang Xiao shook his head.

Silver hair, like a whip, lashed on the back of Yue Zitong's hand.

Unexpectedly, there are many thin blood stains.

Under the sharp pain of the back of his hand, Yue Zitong could not help digging his face. He could only cry out: "ah!"

The cry did not fall, and the sound of tearing silk sounded.

But Yang Xiao tore the clothes on Yue Zitong's left shoulder.

The whole snow-white and tender left shoulder, as well as most of his full left chest, were exposed to the moonlight, the air and Yang Xiao's sight.

Bang, without waiting for Yue Zitong to make any response, Yang Xiao hit her left rib with his right hand, middle two fingers, and fingers like a cone.

Immediately, Yue Zitong was electrified by the super current. His whole body was numb, and he couldn't make any more effort.

Even the tongue can't move.

Only watching the devil Yang Xiao, holding her slender waist, put her on the stone.

He's going to kill me.

Yue Zitong said in silence: "what should I do?"

She had no choice but to look at the devil with a face full of obscene smile and slowly bowed her head. After deeply sniffing her chest, she closed her eyes and looked up and said, "good - smelly."

You stink.

Your family, Yue Zitong, wanted to scold her wonderful "trilogy" in her heart.

But only half of them lost their interest in swearing.

Can swearing change the cruel reality that is about to happen?

No.

Since it's useless to curse, why does Yue Zitong curse?

Do you really think swearing doesn't waste brain cells?

"What should I do?

ok

Since you can't resist, you can enjoy it with your eyes closed.

Strange.

This scene seems very familiar.

Yeah.

I remember it.

I had this idea when I was disguised as a zombie by that bastard When I was married to Li renscum.

It's just that time, it's totally different from this time.

That time, I was lucky not to throw it to others.

Tonight, I'm sorry for my nephew. "

Yue Zitong, who found that the resistance was ineffective, simply closed his eyes and used this way of wishful thinking to ignore the coming doom, he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder.

I can't help but let her scream again and say, ah!

Then she opened her eyes.

She wants to see how Yang Xiao tortures her.

Devil, shouldn't she pull out her pants and carry her long legs like Li Renzha?

Why, interested in the cute bullet hole in her left shoulder?

The devil is the devil.

It's totally different from normal people's thinking.

Especially when Yue Zitong opened his eyes and saw Yang Xiao casually take the corner of his clothes to wipe the blood stains on her wound, and then pour the white powder in the small porcelain bottle on the wound, the feeling became more intense.

Then, she enjoyed what the devil had just said. It was so comfortable, so comfortable.

An indescribable sense of coolness came from the burning wound.

All the pain caused by the wound, are this cool to resolve.

It is like the spring breeze coming all night, thousands of pear trees blooming.

"The devil is healing me.

He made me look like a strong girl, just to scare me.

Hum, do you think that if you please me, I'll like you?

you must be dreaming.

Only if you squat down with your head in your hands and let me take a stick to beat you hard, then I will feel more comfortable.

But - but, what kind of medicine does this bastard use?

So comfortable, so in charge.

I can hear the wound say, I'm getting better, I'm getting better.

It's amazing.

It seems that in the future, I have to think of a way to get this drug and develop it in large quantities.

At that time, if you want to get a cramp without money, it won't work. "

Yue Zitong is worthy of being a business elite who has worked in the company. As soon as his mentality changed, he began to think about how to cheat Yang Xiao's healing medicine.

"How do you feel?"

Yang Xiao reaches out his hand and pulls up his clothes for Yue Zitong. After covering half of his body, he hits her in the ribs.

Yue Zitong, like Gao and Chao, beat him up.

Body, can move.

Yang Xiao looked at her eyes, which were full of her desire for some kind of medicine.

"Well, it's not so good. At best, it's a general newspaper."

It's totally instinctive. After he can speak, Yue Zitong immediately said with his mouth turned.

Yang Xiao's face changed immediately.

Eyes, also Sen cold incomparable.

Yue Zitong trembled and regretted: "Damn, I can see that he wants me to flatter him. How can he still say that? What a cheap mouth! I don't want to smoke

Yue Zitong, who was remorseful in his heart, responded quite quickly: "however, compared with the drugs sold in all pharmacies, they are more than ten times, no, 100, 10 million times. Only, it's not as good as the kind of medicine I know. "

"Oh? What kind of medicine is it? "

Yang Xiao was shocked and immediately asked.

People who love wine as much as life are wine addicts.

Those who love flowers are flower crazies.

Yang Xiao, who loves to make these medicines himself, may be a drug addict.

It's like a wine maniac who hears that there is a good wine somewhere, even if he sells his wife, he has to try it. Yang Xiao, a drug maniac, is listening to Yue Zitong say that there is another kind of medicine that is more powerful than what she has made. Can he not be interested?

Poor Yue Zitong, where do you know what medicine can match Yang Xiao's?

She's just talking nonsense, okay?