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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 256: Attack and Kill

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    Chapter 256 Attack and Kill

    "Sir, it seemed that Miss Wang was reporting to us just now!" Fang Xueqing followed him, pursed her lips and chuckled.

    Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded, without saying much, he sat down directly in the middle of the hall.

    The girls came in, took their seats around them, and each picked up a musical instrument. The four women stood in the middle, calmly, and took a pose.

    Fang Xueqing is holding a long flute, which is made of white jade. Its whole body is crystal clear, warm and moist, with a faint luster. You can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary thing.

    There is a guzheng in front of Chun Niang, a dulcimer in front of Xia Niang, a dulcimer in front of Xia Niang, a pipa in Qiu Niang's arms, half covering her beady face, a guqin in front of Dong Niang, and beside them are the pan, bell, erhu and zhu of the girls.

    "Zheng" Chun Niang gently raised her hand and slowly put it down. Suddenly, she plucked the hand and heard the sound of the piano.

    Immediately, the sounds of various musical instruments sounded one after another, blending together, becoming more and more pleasant to the ear, with a joyful power.

    The four women standing quietly moved with the music, their waists were soft, like weeping willows, and their arms were soft, as if they were boneless, as if they had turned into a stream of spring water.

    The music and dance merged into one, giving him sight, hearing and great joy. He wanted to rush forward and hug these fairy-like women.

    He had a strong state of mind and deep concentration. Although he was very excited, he was able to control it. He secretly thought that it was time to find a woman.

    After the elixir is formed, the virginity can be lost, but for now, he still has to endure it. He shook his head and smiled bitterly. Xueqing, a little girl who is causing harm to others, arranged such a show to entertain her, saying it was to celebrate her coming out of seclusion.  The miracle is successful.

    Fang Xueqing¡¯s red lips pressed against the jade flute. The jade color was warm and moist, making her lips even redder and more delicate. She wanted to suck it hard.

    He took a deep breath, swirled the ball of soul, and all his thoughts were swept away. His mind became clear again, and he glared at her.

    Although Fang Xueqing was playing the jade flute, her water-like eyes were still staring at Xiao Yuesheng. When she saw him glaring over, she immediately knew that the young master was moved, and snickered secretly.

    This is a private discussion among a group of girls. Since they followed the young master, they have never seen him move his heart and turn a blind eye to his beautiful appearance.

    They all doubted whether they had really become ugly. It was strange how the young master could not be moved at all.

    Then, they secretly wondered, could it be that the young master is inhumane, so he can stand still, just like Liu Xiahui?

    They are all oirans, and they already know about the affairs between men and women, but they have not practiced it personally. They get together, and when they have nothing to do, they can't help but talk about Xiao Yuesheng and can't help but be curious.

    So, they discussed in private to test the young master to see if he was a normal man or if he was really sick.

    They got together as a group of women and the method they came up with was nothing more than a honey trap. Then they rehearsed it and it turned into a dance of lust.

    With a flash of light in Xiao Yuesheng's eyes, he knew what they were thinking, and smiled bitterly to himself. These little girls are all bold, their movements are alluring, and they have the power to enchant people. They are not afraid that he will really eat them!

    Their temptation is powerful, and he has a strong mind, but he can resist it without much test.

    He shook his head, relaxed his mind, and admired the gracefulness of their singing and dancing. They were indeed worthy of being oirans, and they were indeed the rare devil dance in the world.

    Suddenly, he sat up suddenly and disappeared from the spot.

    The girls moved for a moment, and the nine girls, Fang Xueqing, put down their instruments, and the other four girls stopped and looked at each other, wondering what happened.

    Fang Xueqing turned around and said with a smile: "Chun Niang, this trick seems to have worked!"

    "Young master, could you not hold on any longer and ran away for an excuse?" Xia Niang giggled. Her smile was as bright as a flower, so bright that no one dared to look directly at her.

    She has a deep outline and looks like a mixed race. Her skin is as white as milk, her body has exaggerated curves, her breasts are enlarged and her buttocks are enlarged. Every move, every frown and every smile is extremely alluring.

    Chun Niang pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Thank you for these two interruptions. If not, the young master may not be able to hold on any longer!"

    ¡°Giggle, giggle¡­¡± The girls¡¯ delicate laughter rang out, like a string of silver bells.

    Qiuniang stopped her smile, pursed her lips and said, "I see, the young master is perfectly normal. He has been enduring all the hardships. He is truly a gentleman!"

    "Xueqing, is it true that the master is practicing martial arts that prevents him from losing his virginity?" Dong Niang asked gently.

    She is well-proportioned, slender and beautiful, with a quiet and elegant temperament, like an orchid in an empty valley. She is elegant and calm even when she is joking.

    Fang Xueqing pondered for a moment and shook her head: "I really don't know. I don't know what kind of martial arts the young master actually practices."

    "Xueqing, you are such a little fool!" Chun Niang saidThe head chuckled.

    Fang Xueqing pursed her lips and smiled: "Young master's martial arts skills are extensive. If he doesn't tell me, how can I ask questions?!"

    All the girls smiled and shook their heads.

    "Look what the young master is doing, why haven't you come back yet!" Fang Xueqing said hurriedly, turned around and left, going up to the second floor.

    The girls followed up and came to a room on the second floor. They opened the window and a cool breeze blew in, bringing with it warm moisture.

    They used their eyes and ears to observe and listen, looking for Xiao Yuesheng's traces, and they all looked north, in the direction of Mantuo Villa.

    "Miss, those two people are injured, let's go down." Shi Jian said to Wang Yuyan.

    Wang Yuyan looked at the brightly lit Taihu House in the distance, pursed her lips, and nodded gently: "Well, let's get down."

    Shi Jian chuckled and said, ¡°Sister Xue Qing¡¯s kung fu is both powerful and beautiful!¡±

    Wang Yuyan remained silent, as if she didn't hear him.

    "Miss, actually if we don't send a signal, they won't succeed!" Shi Jian said again.

    Wang Yuyan pursed her lips and glanced at her.

    Seeing her unkind expression, Shi Jian hurriedly shut up, knowing that it was because of Mr. Xiao again. Mr. Xiao would enjoy listening to singing and dancing.

    The two of them fell down lightly and sat in the small pavilion. Wang Yuyan held the silver cup and was silent, thinking in a daze.

    Shi Jian knew that she was in a bad mood, so he stopped talking and just sat beside her in a daze with her.

    "Chi¡ª¡ª" A soft whistle suddenly sounded, and a cold light struck at her with incredible speed, arriving in front of Wang Yuyan in an instant.

    Wang Yuyan was in a state of confusion and was in a daze. She was as slow to respond to the surroundings as a person who does not know martial arts. When he saw the cold light coming, he wanted to dodge but was too late to use his martial arts.

    "Ding!" There was a crisp sound, and Shi Jian stood in front of her. He had no time to draw the sword, so he only held the jade pot in front of her chest.

    The jade pot was round and smooth, and there was no force when it was stabbed. The tip of the sword slid past the wine pot and passed over her shoulder, and blood suddenly poured out.

    "Miss!" Shi Jian snorted softly. He wanted to draw the sword but found that his shoulder was in severe pain, his vision went dark, and he almost fainted.

    "Shi Jian, back off!" Wang Yuyan unsheathed her long sword and placed it in front of her. A ball of silver light shrouded the middle-aged man opposite her.

    He was wearing a shiny black dress, which looked like silk or some kind of fish skin. It shone in the moonlight and was dripping with water.

    This man was thin and thin, with his scalp held up by his clothes, leaving only a pair of narrow eyes, which shot out like snakes, and stabbed with the tip of the sword at an extremely fast speed.

    "Ding" Wang Yuyan's sword flowers dispersed, the sword's light dimmed, and the tip of the sword was stabbed.

    She staggered back a step and almost bumped into Shijian. Shijian was lowering his head to treat the wound on his shoulder. The blood was flowing like a column and he had to bandage it quickly.

    Wang Yuyan¡¯s face was as red as if she was drunk, and she stared at the thin man: ¡°Who are you?!¡±

    "You meddle in other people's business and you will die!" The thin man sneered, his shoulders moved slightly, and with a flash of cold light, the tip of the sword was already in front of her.

    "Ding" She moved her sword horizontally and hit the long sword.

    The opponent's long sword moved at an extremely fast speed. She groaned, and her shoulder was also injured. She felt a slight pain and blood suddenly poured out.

    Wang Yuyan bit her red lips tightly, took the sword with her left hand, and stabbed it out fiercely. She didn't want any fancy moves, she just wanted to hit him with the sword.

    Amid the muffled sneer, the thin man flashed his sword again, and she was struck again by the sword, on her left shoulder. Under the pain, her arm became weak and weak, and the sword fell from her hand.

    Shi Jian took two steps forward and stood in front of her. She held the sword in her left hand and shouted loudly: "Who are you?!"

    Her voice was so loud that it rippled along the lake.

    The thin man sneered, as if he was laughing at her little trick. His figure flashed, and the sword light flashed at the same time. Shi Jian covered his chest and slowly fell down.

    "Shijian!" Wang Yuyan screamed, but her arms could not move to support her.

    "Hehe!" With a sneer, dripping with joy, the thin man slowly walked towards Wang Yuyan, and slowly raised his sword.

    Wang Yuyan ignored him and looked down at Shi Jian's sword power, only to see her palms covering her chest, blood pouring out non-stop, and her eyes slowly dimming.
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