So he took two steps forward again and pressed Lin Yueru to the ground.

"Ling'er! Beat hard!"

"Um!"

This time, Zhao Ling'er was so excited! It seemed that she had woken up first!

Sexy sex...

Lin Yue's struggle this time was not so intense, and she still had the necessary resistance out of face, but the flush on her face had betrayed her, and the scene was very seductive with humming moans.

If this continues, Fang Xian will be unable to help it. He has to stop Ling'er in time after having sex for more than 20 times.

After the spanking was over, Fang Xian pulled Ling'er away again. Ling'er looked at her red palms and thought strangely.

"Brother Xian, why do I feel very happy?" Ling'er's big eyes flashed, and she expressed a question that was completely inconsistent with her appearance.

"Everyone has two hearts, one is called s and the other is called m."

When he arrived at the city gate, Lin Yueru shouted for the third time. Fang Xian dared not delay this time, and ran back before Zhao Ling'er acted coquettishly. Even if he gave up Lin Yueru, he would definitely not let her fall into the hands of middle-aged people.

He was involved in the role, and Yao Dada's script was successful.

Sure enough, two dark middle-aged men were lifting Lin Yueru up and sticking out their tongues to grop evilly.

One of the two men was wearing red pants, which was normal, but he lifted the pants to his chest, fearing that others would not know that he was practicing scuds. The other was wearing a blue vest and... a pair of inconsistent sleeves, fearing that others would not know that he was playing with a hidden weapon.

The two of them pulled left and right, but their hands were only at Lin Yueru's shoulders and legs. I believe even the old man of the gods didn't want what happened next.

The more you watch this scene, the more angry you become, the more you are. Do middle-aged people have to be so vulgar? Think about it, how many girls of your age, you and me were killed by middle-aged people, and how many goddesses ignore their infatuation and just open their thighs for famous shoes!

That sentence should be changed. It is not about fighting for the beauty in a rage, but about fighting for the middle age in a rage.

"It's easy to chop firewood with naked hands!!!" Fang Xian shouted angrily. Even he himself didn't expect that after playing for so long, the first anger happened here. The hero was really happy to save the beauty, especially when the opponent was a middle-aged man.

He saw Fang Xian's palm slashing with full momentum. He understood that the Ding family martial arts talked about momentum. If the axe goes down, firewood must be cut off. The source of momentum is confidence. The five series of chopping firewood just made Fang Xian feel full of confidence. At this time, he did not hesitate to face two third-rate middle-aged people.

One palm slashes, the damage number is - 1.

"..." Fang Xian looked down at his palm, "It's too profound."

At this time, Zhao Ling'er also followed and as usual, the most harmful [Fire Curse] was hit, which made the scory very painful.

"Damn it, I'm a good thing, look at my legs!" Although Scud was just a supporting role, he did not give up on himself and complain without integrity like the couple of servants just now. On the contrary, he was deeply involved in the show, with anger on his face, lifted his pants to his collarbone, turned around, and his right leg was mixed with a fishy smell.

At the same time, the calm hidden weapon Jun had no expression and flew out a plum blossom dart like snapping his fingers. He was such a sulky guy.

The supporting role is the supporting role, and the combined damage of the two people is not more than 70.

Fang Xian was not convinced and cast [Naked Hands to Smash Dry Firewood with no effort] again. The number flashed, just like the last reincarnation - 5 points of damage.

"Sure enough, one palm after another, one palm is stronger than another, it is too profound." Fang Xian turned his head to Ling'er and said, "You make a hidden weapon, and leave it to me."

“no-problem.”

"Who did you learn English?"

"Little black man."

You go back and forth, fists and palms, and fire darts. This battle is unstoppable. The existence of [Naked hands are easy to chop firewood without any effort] can minimize Fang Xian's true energy consumption. After 5 rounds, under the final abnormal damage of 725, the Scud, who had been very devoted, whistled and entered the old man's recycling station.

The hidden weapon still had no expression on his face, throwing a dart every turn, without any pain or itching.

Fang Xian naturally wanted to turn to the fire hidden weapon king at this time. He had never used the sixth strike of [Naked Hands to chop dry firewood easily and effortlessly] in his heart.

After a palm, the hidden weapon king was still expressionless, and the damage number "1" faintly passed over his head.

"...I understand, feelings are the five-star bones of the thief." Fang Xian calculated the calculation briefly - if the damage per strike of [Axe Imperial Technique] was calculated at 170, 5 rounds would be 850, and [Naked Hands to Smash Dry Firewood with Easy and Strengthless] After 5 rounds of combo, the damage caused is less than 900 points. In this way, this palm technique just looks very high and is not very strong to use, and it requires five combos. If the true energy is sufficient, it is more convenient to [Axe Imperial Technique].

When Fang Xian was doing calculation questions, Ling'er issued another [Fire Curse], and the indifferent hidden weapon king disappeared from then on, without leaving a word. I really don't understand, where did this kind of person get the courage to molest the eldest lady of the Lin family in broad daylight.

[End of the battle, gain 350 experience points, 100 cents.]

After killing two middle-aged people, Fang Xian felt a big deal and began to fall in love with the game's character. Every time he hits a human figure, he is a middle-aged person. How happy it is.

"A thief! Why don't you loosen your ties quickly!" Lin Yueru's tender cry woke up Fang Xian who was refreshing.

"Didn't I let you go?"

"The one below..."

Fang Xian looked at it and found that he was negligent. Lin Yueru had untied the rope on her hand, but the one on her feet was still there. No wonder she refused to leave. It was so embarrassing that the frog jumped home.

"Ling'er, search her first." Fang Xian coughed and pulled Zhao Ling'er.

"Ah? We're going to be a guest player in the robber?"

"There's no way. According to the plot, after I let go of her, she will draw the sword and give it to me for a while. I'm afraid of the pain."

So, Fang Xian knew the truth and stopped the tragedy again. Ling'er walked to Yueru with a strange mood and began to explore in all aspects.

How to sing "Eighteenth. Touch" is the taste.

By the way, girls' bodies cannot be touched randomly. This time the pace is too slow, and Lin Yueru and Zhao Linger's cheeks flushed simultaneously.

"Ling'er... hurry up, don't do this." Fang Xian coughed and his throat.

"Oh..." Ling'er also felt something was wrong, so she changed her technique and quickly touched the Yue Girl Sword on Yue Ru's waist. She quickly pulled away and jumped back to Fang Xian.

"This sword is good, you keep it." Fang finished talking and turned around and left.

Ling'er touched the sword, which was indeed good. Her brother Xian said whatever he said. At this time, he didn't care about open robbery and secret robbery, so he put away the sword and followed him.

Lin Yueru was in a daze. It seemed that she was at a loss for this ticket, but it seemed that some mysterious power in her body had awakened.

Ling'er looked back every three steps, and she was very reluctant to leave. She herself didn't know what she was reluctant to leave.

Yueru lowered her head, with her hands behind her back, kicking the stone in confusion.

This literary youth's scene made Fang Xian's face twitch.

"Ling'er."

"kindness?"

"You've stolen the show."
Chapter completed!