When Sun Lang and Zhang Yinluo teamed up to pull the aggro of the two most ferocious enemies, the onlookers hiding on the sidelines didn't stay idle either.
The group of ruffians that Hu Shouxin had found had already run away when they saw that the situation was not good. Fortunately, the four thugs on Young Master Wuhen's side had basically lost their ability to fight. A certain someone had not only spiced their chickens with balm, but also used underhanded means when he dealt the final blow. Although he boasted that he was a vegetarian recently, he wouldn't go so far as to kill them, but it was still easy for him to make these guys lose their ability to fight for a short period of time.
Therefore, apart from Miss Zhao, Sima Ping, and Miss Zhao, there was only Hu Shouxin, who was in a subtle and complicated mood.
Although he had known about Sun Lang's moral character for many years, this guy's performance still opened his eyes. Old Hu touched the headscarf wrapped around his head and said with a complicated tone, "I haven't seen him for a few years, but he has really become more and more shameless …"
On this side, Miss Zhao's expression was anxious. In her heart, it could be said that she was anxious and jealous. She was anxious because her Sun Lang was being chased by two perverts. She was jealous because that lowly cow spirit actually had the face to hug Sun Lang's back. Zhao Feihuang thought for a moment, then raised her hand like a trumpet and shouted loudly, "Sun Lang!
Listen to me!
Quickly throw the cow spirit to the other side and take the opportunity to escape! "
She shouted a few times, but she didn't know if the other side didn't hear her. In short, Sun Lang didn't move. Miss Zhao stomped her feet and became more and more anxious.
If it was a martial arts expert, it would be easy to deal with. At most, she would use force to suppress him, lure him with money, and force him with power. If it was an ordinary person covered in feces, then it would be easy to deal with. With a large reward, there would be brave men. There would always be people who weren't afraid of death who would be willing to risk everything and think of a way to take down the feces person … However, if a martial arts expert was drenched in feces, then he was simply unstoppable. Miss Zhao had no room to display her wisdom.
However, she quickly recognized Hu Shouxin … Although Hu Huishou was dressed like a bandit, covering his face and head, and giving off a ferocious aura, Miss Zhao recognized Hu Shouxin at a glance. She remembered his illustrious reputation on the Tianyuan Battlefield and quickly lifted her skirt and ran over, "Hu Huishou, please shoot an arrow to help!"
"…" Hu Shouxin glanced at Sun Lang in the middle of the field. There were some things that Young Master Wuhen couldn't understand, but Hu Shouxin could. Old Hu spat, "Help my ass. Can't you see that he's having fun?"
Miss Zhao was startled, but then she heard noises coming from the other side. Sun Lang and Zhang Yinluo rushed over. The Ranger shouted, "Miss Zhao, Yinluo has agreed. Come on, let's have a threesome!"
Zhao Feihuang didn't understand Sun Lang's vulgar words, nor did she know what he wanted to do. However, all of this was not important. As long as she could be with Sun Lang, killing and arson was nothing. She looked at Sun Lang, who was rushing over, and revealed a gentle and beautiful smile. She opened her hands, ignoring Xu Qingluan's anxious shouts, and greeted him, "Sun Lang, hug …"
An arm wrapped around her slender waist and took her into the air. She faced the wind and heard the whistling sound in her ears. It was so distant that it felt like a lifetime ago. In an instant, her heart felt incomparably tranquil and ethereal, making her feel infinitely beautiful. She even hoped that time would stop just like this, forever, forever, with the two of them leaning against each other …
She slowly leaned to her side. That body was so warm, so soft, and had a faint fragrance that refreshed her heart.
… Eh?
Soft?
Fragrance?
Refreshed her heart?
Miss Zhao opened her eyes. What she saw was not Sun Lang's handsome and unusually handsome face, but a coquettish and debauched face of a cow spirit who used her chest to seduce people. At this time, her face was full of displeasure as she squinted at her.
Zhao Feihuang blinked and immediately complained, "It's so disgusting. Your face …"
Zhang Yinluo choked and said angrily, "It's you who is disgusting!
With your eyes closed, you haven't been touched by Sun Lang yet, and you look like you're in heat. Don't you feel ashamed? "
"I'm willing!"
When it came to quarreling, Miss Zhao had never been afraid of anyone. Without even thinking, she retorted sarcastically, "You've been relying on Sun Lang since the beginning, taking advantage of the chaos to take advantage of my Sun Lang. Isn't it very comfortable for your despicable breasts to squeeze Sun Lang's body?"
… You're also a woman!
You're so shameless to confuse black and white. In order to cater to Sun Lang, you don't even care about the most basic logic!
Who's taking advantage of who?
You don't know how happy this guy is!
Zhang Yinluo just wanted to refute, but Miss Zhao continued, "What?
Do you think I'm wrong?
Didn't you take the initiative to take advantage of Sun Lang?
Didn't you want to stick to Sun Lang?
Well, prove it to me. Let go now. If you think Sun Lang is taking advantage of you, then let go quickly. As a lady of a noble family, you should respect yourself … "
This attack hit Miss Zhang's soft spot — Let go now?
She heard the roar of the Old Boxer, and her heart suddenly jumped. For a moment, she was in a dilemma. She subconsciously pinched Sun Lang and said loudly, "You've taken advantage of me for so long. Say something for me!
And, did you pull this woman here just to let her laugh at me? "
Sun Lang, who had been silently making a fortune, was a little embarrassed. He turned his head and looked at Zhao Feihuang, "Miss Zhao, I want to ask you to do me a favor …"
In front of Sun Lang, Miss Zhao was as obedient as a kitten. She narrowed her eyes and promised, "No problem!
Do you want me to take off this cow's clothes? "
Zhang Yinluo said angrily, "How dare you!
If you dare, I'll throw you away! "
In order to prevent Sun Lang and Miss Zhao from coming into contact with each other, Zhang Yinluo was responsible for catching Miss Zhao. Now, the scene was magnificent. Miss Zhang had Sun Lang in her left hand and Zhao Feihuang in her right hand. She grabbed the two of them and ran wildly, leaving Young Master Wuhen and the Old Boxer far behind her. The Old Boxer was furious, but Young Master Wuhen was shocked and angry — This woman was grabbing two people, but her speed was not slow. Her Qinggong was really too high. But why didn't she simply turn around and resist? Why did she just run away?
Sun Lang took this opportunity to whisper quickly, "Miss Zhao, listen to my command in a moment, and then use the Soul Absorbing Technique you learned from the demonic tool to influence that dung-eater …"
Miss Zhao stared blankly. Then, she revealed a difficult expression and shook her head, "I can't, Sun Lang. The power of this demonic tool has many limitations.
That … dung-eater's martial arts are very high, and his mind is firm. At this time, he's bristling with anger, and his essence, Qi, and spirit are as sharp as swords. I can't control him … I'm sorry, Sun Lang. The power of my demonic tool is still very weak. I haven't had enough time to train it … "
"It's okay."
Sun Lang showed her a gentle smile, "If I say you can do it, you can do it … Come, take my hand."