This Was Not the Case Back Then (11)

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The sound of cracking silk quickly shattered the quiet and elegant atmosphere of the bamboo forest.

The six swordsmen around Ling Qingshu are all his uncles, and they are all elders of the Lushan Sword Temple. But no one spoke up to stop Ling Qingshu's violence. Ling Qingshu was pampered too much by Ling Hanzhong, and was lawless in the Lushan Sword Temple, like a little emperor. There is never anything he can't do. It's just that their eyes are watching the atrocities, but there is no sorrow for the tragedy. On the contrary, there are more and more, and the desire to be close to the beast is rising.

Ming Su Wen's beautiful face, as transparent as jade, reflects crystal clear under the sun, making it difficult to describe and paint. The curves of the slender figure, which was lying on the ground, were clearly exposed, which was extremely attractive. What was torn off was the skirt of her underwear. The slender and straight white legs were exposed, and the soft and smooth snow-white skin was evaporated by the wonderful body temperature, exuding a seductive and crazy fragrance.

Ling Qingshu was used to seeing beautiful women, and he had been with no less than a hundred women. In the Jiangnan area, he is even more famous as a celebrity customer in romantic places. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one celebrity in the industry. If you don't care about it, he never gives money. But he couldn't explain why he was so horny when he saw Ming Suwen. He almost without thinking tried to untie Ming Suwen's waistband, and without even taking off his outer robe, he tore off the skirt legs with a fury. But soon, he stopped.

Living under the protection of his father for a long time, the loss of being unable to become a patron and the endless indulgence of his father gave him a twisted and violent character. Even in sexual intercourse, he had the peculiar habit of not being able to fully enjoy the woman's love and begging for help. He blindly wanted to see the woman lose control in fear and beg in front of him, but what he saw in exchange was a pair of eyes as clear as autumn water and as calm as ever, staring at him.

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Ming Suwen's eyes showed no trace of fear, no trace of panic, and were as cold as ice.

What's your look like?

Ling Qingshu roared unconsciously, as if he was the prey being targeted by a hunter.

"You are my prisoner, you are just a slave that I will abandon after playing with you! Why do you look at me like this!!"

Ming Suwen did not give in, a smile appeared on his cold face.

People are not afraid of you, why are you so afraid?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

The angry young man stood up suddenly and snatched the green steel sword from his uncle's hand. Place it mercilessly in the beauty's throat.

"Bitch, take back what you said! Otherwise I guarantee you will die in a very painful way!"

"You may not be a bad guy at heart, and your qualifications are not bad, but you were born at the wrong time."

Ming Suwen was facing each other, talking eloquently, as if what was sticking to the delicate skin of her throat was not a sharp blade that could break hair.

"The unique inheritance system of Lushan Sword Temple prevents the situation where one party is the most powerful and has all the power in Lushan. However, on the other hand, the next generation's heirs will come from families that were not originally in power. This system does not guarantee the success of the successors. Excellent. On the contrary, it also resulted in mediocre successors.

You should know better than anyone how your father Ling Hanzhong ascended to the throne. Having such an ambitious father who loves him very much is destined to be unable to reach a high position in his life. That's why you develop a sadistic temperament. All those who act together with you must be wary of you and fear you before you can accept them by your side...

You are not afraid of life and death, but you cannot tolerate insults from others. It is even more unacceptable that others have no fear of you. You are indeed not a bad person. You are just a dead child.

The hilt of the sword held tightly in Ling Qingshu's hand was trembling. He had been bold and reckless in his life, and had experienced life-and-death battles. But not once was the hand holding the sword trembling.

"I'll kill you!"

"Do you still have a chance?

A solid, rich voice sounded from nowhere.

The strong wind swept across, and the branches and leaves of the entire bamboo forest suddenly swayed at the same time, making a strange sound.

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Before Ling Qingshu could look for it, he saw a black shadow in the distance getting closer and closer, incredibly fast.

It was the figure of a man approaching quickly.

The man had a tall build, with gnarled muscles, and was full of seemingly endless explosive power. His qinggong is inexplicable, almost subverting the concept of qinggong. Just seeing someone in the distance, I borrowed the power of a bamboo branch to turn it over. In the blink of an eye, I passed through the bamboo forest, and the wild geese soared in the sky and struck down.

Ling Qingshu made a quick decision and shouted: "Uncle Zhou! Uncle Li!

The uncle surnamed Zhou drew his sword and stabbed straight. His technique was extremely skillful and as elegant as the wind. His attack was really not inferior to that of Ling Qingshu just now.

The man was struck like the wind. He drew a circle with his left hand and dragged it back. His right hand moved from low to high, passing through the armpit of Uncle Zhou's sword-holding arm. With one palm, he shattered Uncle Zhou's sternum and beat him like a gourd rolling to the ground. Fly out. In addition, the uncle surnamed Li should not be underestimated. He is also a master of swordsmanship. He can use the Golden Fu Divine Sword to hit the enemy's major points. At the same time, the circular palm of the man's left hand had not even reached the palm of his hand. Master Li's sword-holding hand, which was pressed first by the wind, felt like it was filled with lead and he could not lift it. Master Li kept an awkward posture and asked him to hit him with a palm print. The blow knocked Master Li away and broke the trees to no avail.

Ling Qing was waiting to call someone again, but suddenly her mouth

His nose was not breathing smoothly. It turned out that it was the man who had just finished taking care of his two uncles, and then turned around to deal with him again. His movements were smooth and smooth, without any delay, and he did not hesitate to attack without any consideration that he still had a hostage in his hands.

The man moved his palms forward and back, one after another. In the middle, the back palm caught up with the front palm like a shooting star chasing the moon. The two forces overlapped like overlapping waves, and the palm force was as strong as a mountain and the sea, and it was unparalleled. or 小游

Ling Qingshu was so suppressed that he couldn't speak, his heart was beating wildly, and he knew that if he didn't draw his sword to fight back, he would die immediately from this palm. Unable to control Ming Suwen, he could only defend himself with his sword. Hearing a bang, Ling Qingshu was knocked back by the man's unparalleled force. Fortunately, because of his profound skills, he still stood firm when he landed. But when he stood up straight, his throat suddenly felt sweet and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He hurriedly swung his sword to protect himself, but the touch on his hand felt wrong. When he looked carefully, he saw that the blue steel sword in his hand, which he had received from his uncle, had turned into an iron ball and turned into a ball of scrap metal.

This man injured three masters in an instant. Who else but that guy had this ability?

My mistress was about to be raped by me, and he actually did it!

Ling Qingshu shouted angrily: "Yeluobao surnamed Ming! You are finally here to die.

The man stood in front of Ming Suwen, but he remained motionless, like a guard. When he heard the words, he raised his head, revealing a dark face with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"What's Ming? When you say Ming, it always smells like something dug out of a cesspit. It's simply an insult.

The second master waved his palms with two palms, knocking the five rushing disciples away before roaring.

"Look clearly, I am your Grandpa Hong Jiu.

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