Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

Yan Ruirui’s move to Wangshuo with Wang Hao was quickly passed into the ears of the family’s owners. Even Yan Zhizhi in the palace received news, every The individual is very curious as to how he will run to the kind of suffocating place. Therefore, the dungeon is covered with the eyeliner of each family. The Yan Weirui’s film guards saw it, but they did not clean it up, and it was not a matter of unspeakable. They have to see enough to see it.

In the depths of the dungeon, Yan Yurui Ling Jingxuan is not affected by the suffocating atmosphere of the surrounding horror. The ten fingers are walking tightly, and they feel like they are specifically going to the prison to show their love. The two jailers who lead the way have already Cold sweat, I want to say something, and because Yan Ruirui’s previous words don’t dare to open up, until? ?

Ling Jingxuan’s footsteps suddenly stopped in front of a single cell. In a dimly lit cell, a tall man with a big face and his hands were locked tightly by the thick iron chain of the little finger. The other end of the chain was connected. The thick iron ring on the wall of the cell, attracting Ling Jingxuan is not the tall body of a man, nor the shackles of his body, but his eyes. It is a pair of scorpions full of wild bloodthirsty, even if they are trapped in the dungeon. The eyes that are revealed by the eyes are still horrifying and domineering. When looking at him, the faintness is mixed with contempt and disdain, as if he is standing outside and looking down on them.

"Who is he?" A slight smile was raised on the lips. The first one was him.

"This"

The jailer looked at him suspiciously, and Yan Yan swept his eyes and immediately scared him to stutter: "He, his name is Qin Muyan, and he is nicknamed Mao Long. He was the leader of the tyrannical seas in the past few years. He has never been in the cell and he has been locked here."

"Mao Long?"

Then Swen Junya's name has a vulgar nickname. However, the nickname is quite compatible with his appearance. Ling Jingxuan earned Yan Ruirui's hand and sighed in the first two steps: "Open the door."

"This, Lord, Mao Long is difficult to be wild, you??"

"I said to open the door! Let me say the third time."

Before he finished, Ling Jingxuan turned his head and looked at him coldly. The prisoner's back was so cold that he had to open the door. At the same time, the prisoners in several nearby cells looked at them, but they looked at them. They are all martial arts. They feel that Yan Ruirui is unfathomable and powerful. However, no one dares to let it go. Everyone’s eyes are either curious or mocking or contemptuously watching Ling Jingxuan who is alone in the cell.

"bump!"

"Taro, don't come in no matter what happens."

The kick kicked on the door, and Ling Jingxuan didn’t return. He said that Yan Ruirui’s frowning could not be checked. After all, he still agreed silently. No way, whoever allowed him could not refuse the request of his wife, anyway, he was at the door. If you really have something to do, you can get in and out.

"Oh la la la -"

The beast has a strong sense of territory. The same is true of the wild and untamed human beings. Looking at the slender and slender man invading his territory, Qin Muyan’s sharp scorpion locks him in an instant, and gets up and drags the chain and stands up. Silence In the dark cell, the sound of the chain dragging on the ground is particularly harsh, and Ling Jingxuan, with one hand on his back, always with a smile on his face, can be seen by a slightly bit of a look, his smile does not extend at all. To the bottom of my eyes, the murderous air that usually hides is very good. It is a powerful gas field that has accumulated countless **** accumulations. It is not only Qin Muyan, but even Yan Ruirui outside the cell can't help but secretly surprise, that kind of murderous. He is too familiar with it, but how can Jing Xuan? ?

In the past, in the countryside, no one could force Ling Jingxuan seriously, so Yan Ruirui would be so shocked.

"Want to devour me?"

The man’s voice was hoarse and shattered, and his unruly eyes stared at the handsome man who had become a stunned moment in front of him. The former pirate leader was not white, he felt it, and the horror from him was suffocating. Murder and war.

"I don't have such a good appetite."

Ming knows what he is saying, Ling Jingxuan is cold and humorous, and then stops and sighs: "I want to conquer you!"

Yes, the man who received the service, Qin Muyan, who was in the Tianyin for a few years, was still wild and untamed, which shows that his willpower is firm. This kind of person is definitely a deadly rule to some extent, and he only recognizes strength, only By tying his strength and ruining him, he has a chance to use it for him. This is the decisive difference between men and women. Sometimes for men, fists are everything! "Just by this little guy? Haha??"

Qin Muyan disdainfully laughed, and the prisoners in other cells also followed suit. The depths of the dungeon were filled with ridiculous laughter. The momentum of Ling Jingxuan was amazing, but what about his appearance? ? If Yan Ruirui said that, no one would question, Ling Jingxuan? ? As for his small body, forget it.

Not only the prisoners, even the two jailers felt that Ling Jingxuan had no chance of winning. Only Yan Ruirui, with his understanding of Ling Jingxuan, instinctively told him that maybe he could really flatten the dragon.

"Laughter enough? Let's start when you laugh enough. If I win, you must be my own, and listen to my orders for life, otherwise, die!"

Without any interference from the outside world, Ling Jingxuan raised his hand and took off the gorgeous clothes outside, leaving only a layer of pure white robes and pants, which faded and swelled. The whole person looked slimmer, but it was still domineering. Bloodthirsty is all right. Anyone who knows him knows that he is absolutely serious, not what other people think.

"So if I win?"

A dangerous glimpse of the tiger cub, Qin Muyan sighed, and the broken scorpion was particularly harsh in this dark cell. Ling Jingxuan chilled the lips: "If you win, I will let you be free."

The more powerful the person, the more eager for freedom, not just Qin Muyan, everyone in it.

"Well, Laozi will play with you and unlock the chain."

The temptation of freedom is too great. Even if he can’t look down on him, Qin Muyan still promised to fight. Ling Jingxuan’s cold eyes swept away. Yan Yurui nodded slightly, and the jailer entered the cell with a trepidation. If he pulled out his waist, he would unlock his hands. A chain of feet for several years.

"bump!"

"Ah?? Laozi is finally free!"

Qin Muyan, who was temporarily free, threw the jailer out, and raised his fist and shouted out the deepest desire in his heart. On the other hand, Ling Jingxuan was also ready to take off his body, leaving only the necessary self-defense, before the war. He said coldly: "I don't have internal strength, it's just more than trying my fists. If you use internal forces, you lose."

No one can take his weaknesses like Ling Jingxuan as a matter of course. His frankness has won the respect of Qin Muyan: "To deal with this kind of hairy boy, Lao Tzu can turn you over without internal force. When you can Don't hug your eldest legs and cry."

However, deep down, he still looks down on him.

"Do not talk nonsense, let's get started!"

The last word fell, Ling Jingxuan's slender figure disappeared. When Qin Muyan reacted, the sound of the air broke suddenly. It seemed that there was no power. In fact, the fist of Ling Jingxuan’s strength was hidden from his left side. It is expected that his speed will be so fast, Qin Muyan's dangerous danger will fall back, and the fist that comes to his face will be arbitrarily emptied.

"Touch!" Just when he thought he had escaped, the fist of the empty fist suddenly turned, and a pure white shadow drifted. The next second, under the condition that no one reacted, Ling Jingxuan leaped into the air. The right ankle pressed against his chest, and Qin Muyan, who was leaning back, couldn’t catch up. The tall body fell to the ground like a collapsed mountain.

"Well!"

But Ling Jingxuan’s attack did not end there. Even the chance of crying was not given to him. The legs were separated by a rotation, and he got up less than half. The bent elbow slammed down his chest. Qin Muyan I haven't reacted yet to what happened. The whole person was almost vomited by his series of attacks.

The prisoners who saw all of this couldn’t help but wink their eyes. No one can believe that the majestic Mao Long, who is as strong as the big bear, was secondly stunned by a man who was slenderer than the mother. In the mind, I once again played back the movement of Ling Jingxuan, which was just a little bit of muddy water. It was so beautiful. Every move had no extra movements. It was all about his deadly vitality. However, such an action, except for Ling Jingxuan. I am afraid that no one can finish it in one go. Intuition tells him that those actions are not complete sets, but that Jing Xuan is intuitively used in the moment of the game. That is to say, his agile response has far exceeded him. The imagination, decisive judgment and pointing at the other side's vitality is also very horrible. Even him, there is a faint desire to fight with him.

With this in mind, Yan Ruirui can't help but smile. It's no wonder that he always emphasizes his ability to protect himself. He can't see it. His wife and daughter still hide such powerful fighting power, not only with those who are the best. Just think carefully.

"what!"

The sharp and hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked at it. Ling Jingxuan kneeled on the ground with his left knee. His left hand pressed his neck. The right fist seemed to be soft. In fact, he accurately pointed his acupuncture points on his body. People who watched felt that all kinds of pains were panic, not to mention Mao Long who was directly treated by him.

"Is not satisfied?"

Even in such a fierce battle, Ling Jingxuan’s voice was still cold without any fluctuations. The eyes that looked down were absolutely arrogant, and Qin Muyan, who was about to be disabled by him, vomited blood, and could not help but regret it. Do you dare to slow down? He was attacked before he was ready, and now he even beat him without even his temper.

As everyone knows, when fighting against the enemy, who will wait for you to prepare? Maybe a blink of an eye, others have already harvested your life, Ling Jingxuan's past life is a killer, he is learning the real killing tricks, will you give people the opportunity to prepare? Grab the enemy's loopholes and attack them in a flash, until you kill the other party. This is the killer's style of action.

"Constrain the roots!"

Qin Muyan thought more and more vomiting, screaming and screaming, the suppressed right hand forced to break his grip, grabbed his waist and tried to use his brute force to throw his whole person out, and Ling Jingxuan’s eyes stopped temporarily. The right hand quickly slammed into a hole in the inside of his arm.

"Hey?? Good sinister dog day??"

Suddenly, Qin Muyan succumbed to the ground and hugged the right hand that was basically temporarily abolished. The Ma point is one of the most vulnerable points of the human body. Sometimes it can be painful for a long time, let alone Ling Jingxuan exhausted. A full punch?

"Is not satisfied?"

Standing up, Ling Jingxuan looked down at him, and his right foot was aiming at his other hand. If he dared to say no words, no doubt, Qin Muyan’s other one would suffer the same fate.

"Is it hurting me?? Is your mother's misalignment acupoint attack to die?"

Qin Muyan, who curled up on the ground and hugged his arm, almost didn't feel depressed and cried. In this life, he was counted as a battle of size and size. He has never been depressed like this one. He hasn't shot yet and he has turned it over.

"Is not satisfied?"

The right foot is violently lifted, and the momentum will be smashed. Qin Muyan, who had not been able to move before, also refused to look at the face of a big man. He hurriedly stepped back backwards: "Consulted, can you still serve you?" I have never wanted to do it with you in my life."

Fighting with him is purely self-seeking. His attack is savage and vicious, his movements are quick and quick, and his explosive power is amazing. The most frustrating thing is that every time he looks for the most vulnerable acupoint attack of the human body, it seems that there is no strength. Offensive, squatting on the body can hurt people, God knows how much he regrets to take up his challenge, this is good, let alone freedom, but also become his own slave, and his mother's sorrow!

“Very good, not a rafter.”

Satisfied with a smug smile, Ling Jingxuan’s eyes are still cold. To deal with this kind of person, it is necessary to violently violently violently, and can not give him any chance to breathe. Otherwise, just like he just stopped, he is likely to be He violently counterattacks, he is not stupid to be more arrogant than a bear, sinister, or by chance, winning is king.