Flower Stealing Master Chapter 485: Personal competition
Song Qingshu is secretly funny, Yang Miaozhen's suggestion seems fair, but in fact it is extremely rascal. From the previous fight, she knew that her pear spear had been cultivated to the realm. It didn't matter whether there was a spear or not. Her legs could be used as a pear spear, and the hand could naturally use the pear spear technique.
Just abandoning the weapon, you abolished your light skill and swordsmanship advantage, and the abacus is pretty loud.
It's just that Song Qingshu has always been a pity and cherishment. He didn't dislike Yang Miaozhen's innocuous cunning, so he pretended not to know, and nodded in agreement.
Perceiving Song Qingshu’s smile, Yang Miaozhen looked embarrassed. She also knew that the other party had seen her own tricks. She only agreed because she was conceited. "Hmph, this girl will make you regret it later." Big."
The two stood up in the footprints she drew, Yang Miaozhen smiled slightly: "That little girl is offended." After shaking his arm, the whole hand attacked Song Qingshu from an incredible angle. The way of Pear Flower Gun.
A triumphant smile appeared on Yang Miaozhen’s lips. Now the two sides are confined to such a small circle. The competition is more about the subtlety of the moves, and his pear spear has always been known for its subtle moves. The Song surnamed this time. Up.
Suddenly, Yang Miaozhen's expression changed, because she saw Song Qingshu raise his hand casually. He raised his hand very slowly, but just cut off his veins.
Yang Miao really wanted to change his tricks, but there was no time, his wrist was firmly clasped by Song Qingshu, and he tried to pull it back several times, but he didn't move.
Yingya bit, when Song Qingshu did not exert any force to control her acupuncture points, Yang Miaozhen's other hand circled a large arc and attacked the opponent's neck. She calculated clearly that Song Qingshu wanted to avoid this trick. , Is bound to let go of his hand.
Who knows that Song Qingshu just slid his head back and just avoided Yang Miaozhen’s move. Her hand was only an inch away from Song Qingshu’s neck, but Yang Miaozhen’s moves were strong and old. She was destined to be unable to surpass an inch of distance.
Yang Miaozhen snorted. How could the pear-flower spear technique break so easily? Yang Miaozhen changed his palm to play, and a few slender fingers suddenly stretched out, as if plucking the strings, they flicked towards Song Qingshu's throat.
Although her hands can’t go any further, plus the length of the stretched fingers, it’s more than enough to reach Song Qingshu. Although the force on her fingers is not heavy, her throat is the weakest part of the human body. If Song Qingshu is really hit In the middle, no matter how strong his internal strength is, I'm afraid he will have a short-term suffocation.
The masters competed. The winner was originally on the front line. Yang Miaozhen had already predicted that she was about to win the match, but soon her smile solidified again.
Song Qingshu did not expect Yang Miaozhen to have this trick. It is easy to avoid it, but his feet will inevitably leave the drawn circle. He is regretting the previous support, but his brain flashes. Already thought of a cracking method.
Yang Miao was really proud, but suddenly found that Song Qingshu opened her mouth and bit her finger that flicked over in one bite. I don’t know if it was an illusion. She seemed to feel the other party’s tongue gently on her fingertips. Licked it.
Yang Miaozhen didn't expect such a thing to happen, and his whole body froze at once, staring at each other blankly.
"Oh, are these two competing or flirting?"
"Tsk tusk, kissed so soon?"
"This surname Song is really awesome. The nine princesses were only dealt with yesterday. Today, he actually got this rouge tiger in front of so many people."
"Si Niangzi, how sturdy you are usually, how come you are now like a shy little daughter-in-law."
"No matter how sturdy the Si Niangzi is, she is also a woman. When I met a handsome boy, Si Chun'er was chanting."
"Hahaha~"
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Hearing the foul language from the audience, Yang Miaozhen finally woke up and found that Song Qingshu was still holding his fingers, and he couldn't help being ashamed and angry.
At this moment, she was pinched by Song Qingshu with one hand and wrist, and her other hand was bitten in the mouth by him. She couldn't move all of them, so she had to lift her leg and kick it between his legs.
"Hiss~"
The dry man under the stage only felt cold between his legs. He couldn't help taking a breath.
"This woman is really strong-tempered." Song Qingshu was also surprised, Yang Miaozhen kicked out with hatred, if she was kicked, whether it was the happiness of the second half of his life or the **** of the lower body, he would all be ruined. Up.
Song Qingshu hurried to one side, avoiding her kick, and using her arms to clamp her raised leg under her armpit while she was using her strength.
"Oh~"
There was a burst of malicious whistles from the audience. At this time, Yang Miaozhen's hands were restrained, and Song Qingshu's legs were also clamped. The whole posture was extremely shameful, and her arrogant outfit could no longer cover her arrogance. Curved, the eyes of a group of high rollers stared round.
Yang Miaozhen tried several times, but found that the strength he had passed on was like a mud cow entering the sea. It had no effect at all. He couldn't help but be ashamed and angry: "Let go of me!"
"If Si Niangzi admits defeat, she will naturally let go." Leaning on her close, Song Qingshu had to admit that Yang Miaozhen really had a proud capital.
As if noticing Song Qingshu’s slightly wretched gaze, Yang Miaozhen’s skin was flushed with a blush, and Xiaoman twisted his waist, and his whole body volleyed away~IndoMTL.com~The other foot went directly to Song Qingshu kicked off the ribs.
Song Qingshu seemed to have expected it, this time he didn't evade anymore, and abruptly took her leg whip.
Even though she kicked the opponent, Yang Miaozhen's expression changed, because she felt that the strength contained in her foot was dissipated by a soft strength, and the magical power of body protection did not seem to have broken the world before... …
Yang Miaozhen didn't have time to be shocked, he was shocked to find that Song Qingshu took the opportunity to pinch his arm under his arm. At this time, the whole person became completely hung on the opponent.
The legs are clamped under the armpits by Song Qingshu, one hand is held by him, and the other hand is held in his mouth. That posture is more ambiguous. Ambiguous. Ambiguous, as if a couple are kissing each other. Husband and wife.
"Wow~"
Hearing the exclamation under the ring, Yang Miaozhen really wanted to find a place to sew in. At this moment, Song Qingshu’s nasty voice suddenly came from his ear: "Si Niangzi, your feet are off the ground now, according to you You seem to have lost the rules you set yourself."
Yang Miaozhen now has no kung fu to manage wins and losses: "I lost, I lost, let me go." In the presence of the world's heroes, being held in his arms like this, Yang Miaozhen has always been pungent and a little bit burdensome Can't help.
"I have been offended just now, and I hope the fourth lady will not be offended." Song Qingshu gently put Yang Miaozhen down while apologizing.
Yang Miaozhen also has a depressed look. In the end, she is self-inflicted. She proposed this kind of martial arts. She also took the initiative to reach out and attack. People are just passive parry...
No one can vent his anger, Yang Miaozhen simply snorted, and ran off the ring as if to escape.
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