Yes, the reason why Luo Feiyu went through a lot of trouble was because he didn't dare to come with him.

As girls, they naturally value chastity. Wuhua thought so, and his fingertips followed Luo Feiyu's chin all the way down, with the intention of teasing and warning.

Unfortunately, he accidentally touched Luo Feiyu's throat...thing that shouldn't have appeared here.

Wuhua looked suspiciously at her neck that looked smooth and smooth, and her face changed slightly: "You..."

Luo Feiyu's heart burst into tears. Just as he was about to speak, Wuhua was slightly stunned and immediately pulled open the clothes on his chest, frowned and touched them.

Wuhua: "..." This is an unheard of disguise technique. It looks turbulent, and only when you touch it will you realize the plains.

Luo Feiyu: "..." Damn this little monk who does not follow the rules! He actually did it so easily with his chest!

"...Beasts! Hooligans! Dingtut!"

Wuhua laughed angrily, lifted up his skirt, and then saw a ball of mosaic.

【illustrate.】

[Accounts you log in for the first time enjoy [special protection], and the heroes enjoy and cherish them.]

"..." Luo Feiyu wanted to die of shame and anger.

Are you a protective law like this? Mosaics are even more shameful, okay?

Wuhua was silent for a while before asking intricately: "Are you... a man?"

At this moment, Luo Feiyu had already let himself go, and gave up. He raised his eyes and said with contemptuous and stubborn eyes: "Hmph, why? Men can't do it?"

You're scared! The big Jiji girl is scared!!

Come on! Hurt each other!!

"Is it disgusting? Is it exciting? Is it disgusting? The world view collapsed—"

"interesting."

"..." Luo Feiyu choked with an old mouthful of blood.

It's fun to have your sister!

He was so angry that his whole body shivered and sneered: "The little monk has been practicing for many years, but I don't know what a man should do. By the way, you are not as weak as you are, I'm afraid you haven't even heard of the Eighteen Styles of Longyang?"

Wuhua narrowed her eyes: "It seems that you understand very well?"

Luo Feiyu snorted, turned cold, and tried symbolically and said fiercely: "Have you seen enough, cover it up!"

Wuhua was unmoved and didn't know what was going on in her mind.

Luo Feiyu then continued to provoke and threaten: "If you have the courage, you can—"

The cold blade pressed on Xiao Feiyu, and the voice stopped abruptly.

Wuhua asked in a very gentle tone: "How about it?"

"..." Luo Feiyu's smile did not change at all, and he blurted out his words: "Just let me go."

Wuhua laughed softly, and her expression looked like a gentle scum.

"Anti-drug."

Luo Feiyu was controlled by others, but he was not willing to accept it easily. He silently turned his head to the side and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

Wuhua had some patience, and turned the silver sword under his palm, cutting Luo Feiyu's weakness at a speed that made people unable to react.

"Ding", the silver knife was broken.

Wuhua, who wanted to give him some colors, held the half-broken blade, thinking about something.

"The skill you used at the door was not taught by your mother. There are not many people who use double soldiers in the world, and there are even fewer people who can have such exquisite sword techniques. Since the Huashan Sect forty years ago, the five mountains have defeated demons. If Kumei had disciples like you, she would never be willing to send them to the desert. Wudang Sect is more famous than swordsmanship, and its sword techniques are bland and tasteless, and they are not consistent."

"As for Emei... Dugu Yihe is a powerful figure, but I see that your sword is as strong as thunder and thunder, and it is a bit like a prosperous Tang Dynasty, not like Emei's path. Where does your pride come from? Can you solve my doubts?"

Wuhua is not only the highest talent in Shaolin, but also a walking human-shaped martial arts encyclopedia. He can't guess that there are no more than three people in this world.

Luo Feiyu heard his words and found his roots from Qixiu's martial arts, and he couldn't help but feel even more terrified of his terrible mind.

He knew that as long as he gritted his teeth and didn't say it, no one in the world could find out his background, so he was not afraid, and glared at Wuhua and said, "You can guess it, if you can guess it, you can deliver the antidote with both hands."

Wuhua said lightly: "Even if you are a man, you look at me with such eyes..." He deliberately paused, his eyes were dangerous, "I am not a gentleman."

Luo Feiyu froze when he heard this.

Crisis and tension create a sense of retreat and fear. After all, he grew up in a peaceful era. He has never faced the world of blood licking at the edge of a knife. He met a person like Wuhua from the beginning. He was not even a little bit worse in both his experience and acting skills. If he had been in a few years, his condition would never be like this.

Luo Feiyu's panic fell into Wuhua's eyes, which was a different meaning.

At first he thought Luo Feiyu was a killer who was a serious business. At this moment, he saw his helpless and stubborn real reaction, which looked like a young master who had just left the world. He was so scared that he wanted to take on a master's posture, and his cheeks were slightly annoyed... Wuhua suddenly stopped his mind.

...This is probably one of the other party's "weapons".

Any skill like a golden bell cover iron cloth shirt has a fatal point. This person is so skilled that he can't get enough of a sword and a gun to block the blade, but he may not be able to block his hand brushing the hole.

Luo Feiyu was indeed frightened and struggled desperately and said anxiously: "Damn it! You, you, what are you doing!"

Wuhua said nothing, firmly fixed Luo Feiyu's hands on his head, and in a flash, he used seven or eight techniques to penetrate the internal force into the mosaic along the acupoints.

"Bastard! Perverted! Dead bald donkey! You [beep--] [beep--]! Dead [beep--]! You -"

"I just ask you, are you, who got married to me that day, who was not?"

"..." Luo Feiyu was silent.

"Then we are legitimate couples. I love my wife, so where are you bastards?"

"…………” a scum who is rude!

Wuhua changed his tricks to find Luo Feiyu's cover door, and gradually became surprised that he could not break Luo Feiyu's golden bell cover at all.

What kind of martial arts is this?

He is well-informed and remembered like Wuhua, and he also asked himself that he had never seen similar martial arts in ancient and modern classics.

Could this person be a foreigner like him? Are he using foreign martial arts?

"The world is so great, it's really amazing." Wuhua became interested.

He had no intention of killing Luo Feiyu, and Changsun Hong was still Shi Guanyin's person on his face. Even if he was dissatisfied with his mother's arrangement, he would not have troubled her.

Luo Feiyu said something right. They are indeed grasshoppers on a rope and they have to hand over their mothers.

Shi Guanyin must not know that Luo Feiyu was a man, otherwise he would not have let them fulfill their family, so this unexpected intruder might be really useful.

Wuhua did not follow Shi Guanyin from the beginning. He was abandoned by Shi Guanyin when he was young. His younger brother Nangong Ling was also abandoned at the same time.

At that time, Shi Guanyin abandoned her husband and son to the Central Plains for revenge, and he was entrusted to Shaolin by Shisilang Tianfeng who was looking for his wife to the Central Plains.

Until he had grown up and became very sensible, one day, his mother, the world's most beautiful woman, suddenly came to him and told him about his life experience and hatred, ruining the young man's admiration for his mentor and the Buddha's heart, tearing the world of truth and goodness in his past eyes, and instilling blood hatred and hatred, allowing their brothers to plan revenge and dominate the martial arts world.

Wuhua really has resentment towards this woman who ruined her originally clean life.

Everyone says that he is beyond the world and is shocked by heaven and earth. If a person really has no Buddha nature, how can he be proficient in Buddhism and have a harmonious nature?

But often the more extraordinary a person has, the more likely he is to become a demon with one thought.

When hatred and Buddhist principles are entangled, the completely opposite vicious and vicious cracks and the bright and bright moon are twisted and grown into the cracks of Wuhua, no matter how despicable or hateful words are, they can be spoken in the most gentle and elegant tone.

He would not easily disobey Shi Guanyin, but if he had the chance, he would not want to be controlled by his mother all the time.

"Your Excellency, don't be nervous, I accept your cooperation."

Luo Feiyu didn't know that so many thoughts had flashed through Wuhua's mind every minute. He now completely regarded Wuhua as a pervert who was not careful with meat and vegetables. He didn't know that Wuhua's actions just now were really useless to destroy him. He only felt that this man was extremely bastard. "Are you just tied me up to cooperate?"

Wuhua raised her eyebrows, let go of Luo Feiyu's hands, and joked with interest: "I think you are enjoying it."

"..." Luo Feiyu tightened his clothes, shrank in a few inches, and gritted his teeth and said, "Shut up!"

That's right... Although Wuhua failed to break through the protection of the mosaic, the touch of the acupoints was real. Luo Feiyu was also very embarrassed, but shameful... He would not admit it even if he beat him to death.

Luo Feiyu was out of bed, and half of her slender calf under her messy hem, and there were physiological tears of frightened and humiliated hanging on the corners of her eyes. Seeing this, Wuhua thoughtfully patted his shoulder with the magic of calming people's hearts.

Shaolin's disciples have always been very graceful. Even if the other party is not a girl, his good cultivation makes him look extremely gentle at this moment.

Luo Feiyu was almost captured, and he kept holding his face and turned his head to grind his teeth to the side without saying a word.

Wuhua deliberately approached and whispered in a low voice as if seduced: "Anyway, you are my mother's person, I will not kill you no matter what. But if you want to survive, it is best to use less martial arts from your family in the future..."

The author has something to say: Luo Feiyu: There is a kind of striking battle, which is called using other people's money to support his own soldiers:)

Yang Yinglong (sarcastic): Joke, how can there be such a stupid person in the world?

Luo Feiyu (smile): Yes.

Yang Zhaolong: Brother! There are mountain people in Panlong Valley who want to move out! They have a mine at home!

Yang Yinglong: Please, please! Be sure to eat it for me!!

Luo Feiyu: Really fragrant:d

Yang Yinglong:?
Chapter completed!