The stingy father is too black: pick up a funny concubine

Chapter 302 Eight Great Teachings (11)

"Pfft, my aunt's face can't stand it, but you are different, ma'am. You are obviously older than my mother, but you still pretend to be tender, and stare straight at the young man. Are you shy?"

"I'm ashamed for you, he can be your son, and he's so shameless, drooling and staring at him."

Ou Ziyin hugged her chest with one hand, then touched her chin with the other, cast a cold look at the woman in red and said with contempt.

"Nonsense, this girl is only nineteen this year! You are courting death." The woman in red drew out her sword and stabbed at Ou Ziyin as soon as she finished speaking.

The corner of Ou Ziyin's mouth twitched into a smile, then lightly tapped his feet, and jumped straight to the top of her head, the woman also flew up, and the two stood on the eaves and looked at each other.

"Huh, do you have any skills? This time, I will let you try the power!" After speaking, he swung his sword and stabbed at a certain woman. Ou Zi smiled calmly. When the tip of the sword was about to reach her, it suddenly fell Squat down, and slide away from the woman's abdomen.

Standing behind the woman and turning around, the woman was stunned, so... so fast!She paused, and then threw herself back again, but halfway through, the clothes on her body opened.

"Auntie, it's not good for you to be like this. Why do you take off your clothes when you hit me? She is a woman and can't meet your needs."

Ou Ziyin raised her hand and smiled, playing with a silver short short song on her mobile phone, then raised her eyebrows at Ou Zibaixuan who was underneath, she didn't need a sword, the girl can still pick a sword with a short seven song.

Ou Zibaixuan gave her a thumbs up, his family Yin'er is very good.

"Looking for death!" The woman looked at the short seven poems in Ou Ziyin's hand, then at her own clothes, her face darkened, she simply took off her coat, and stabbed at Ou Ziyin again with her sword.

Ou Ziyin shook her head, people with martial arts are willful, and swordsmen with swords are even more willful. Why do so many weapons not learn, and those swordsmen prefer their swords?
With a slight tap of her foot, she spun in the air like a dancing butterfly, dodged the woman's sword, and then stood on the woman's sword tip like a breeze.

She smiled calmly at the woman and said, "Ma'am, in broad daylight, is it really good for you to take off your clothes like this... If you need anything, can't you wait until you find a man at night?"

"It's hard for me to do it like this..."

"Ah, what a waste of words, you stinky girl, I'm going to kill you!" The woman was irritated by Ou Ziyin, a blue light glowed on her body, and the blue light poured down her hand onto the sword.

Ou Ziyin frowned, blue rank?
Spreading his hands, he jumped and turned somersault in the air, and then fell to the eaves. The sword of the woman in red stabbed quickly, and Ou Ziyin's mouth curled into a bloodthirsty smile.

With a flash of movement, one of the woman's arm sleeves slipped off, and she grabbed the red sleeve in her hand. A certain woman shook her face and said provocatively.

"Auntie, are you going to take it off yourself, or should I take it off for you?"

"Ah! I'm going to kill you." The woman held her hands tightly.With the arm exposed in the air, he lifted the sword again towards Ou Ziyin with an angry face, and the murderous aura in the air instantly spread to the street.

This gloomy murderous aura made the people who were leisurely shopping feel uneasy...

The smile on the corner of Ou Ziyin's mouth subsided, and then she threw the seven songs back into the interspatial ring, a trace of blue light appeared on her hand, and a silver whip coiled around her arm like a snake.

(End of this chapter)