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Volume One: First Entering the World of Martial Arts Chapter 161: A Disciple?

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    The Blood Knife Ancestor rode his horse all the way westward, picking up remote places. After a long journey, he felt that the sound of the mount's luan bell was too harsh. The tinkling, tinkling, tinkling was obviously attracting people to chase him, so he immediately stretched out his hand,  He picked off the golden bells and silver bells one by one.  These bells are tied to the horse's neck with gold and silver threads. One can be easily pulled off. When placed in the arms, each bell has been flattened into pieces.  The old monk refused to let the horse rest, and walked to a cliff on the hillside by the river. Seeing that the terrain was desolate, with no pedestrians or houses around, he immediately took Shui Sheng off the horse, placed it on the ground, and then picked up the white horse.  He was led under a big tree and tied to the tree.  He looked at Shui Sheng up and down for a moment, and said with a smile: "Wonderful! Wonderful! Haha" Shui Sheng's acupoints were tapped by the old monk. His whole body was stiff and he could not speak. Only his wonderful eyes were wide open.  , full of fear and despair.  "A spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Although it's not dark yet, the old monk can't wait" As he said that, the Blood Knife Ancestor picked up Shui Sheng and walked towards the dense forest.  Since Shui Sheng was kidnapped here by the old monk, he has known that he will probably not survive, but there is always a little luck in his heart. He hopes that his cousin or father and others can come to rescue him in time, but now the words and actions of the perverted monk are clearly  He was about to be rude to her, and for a moment he felt miserable in his heart. He couldn't bear it anymore, and a string of crystal tears fell from his eyes.  When the Blood Knife Ancestor saw this, he smiled lewdly and said: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid you little girl doesn't know the beauty of men and women. The monk is here to teach you personally. After that, you, a little girl, will definitely be inseparable from the ancestor.  Hehe" When Shui Sheng heard this, she shed even more tears. She was placed in a flat grass by the old monk. Ants and grasshoppers were crawling on her face and neck. She was already extremely uncomfortable, but seeing the old monk  The obscene monk stood up, looked at her with a leering look, and then began to undress and take off his belt.  Shui Sheng had tears in her eyes. Thinking that her innocence was about to be lost, she couldn't help but feel extremely ashamed and angry, and also hated her to the extreme: "As long as I can move, I will hit the stone wall to death immediately, so as not to be bullied by this perverted monk."  Zu took off the yellow monk's robe, only wearing a thin middle coat, and then he smiled lewdly and reached out to Shui Sheng's waist, preparing to take off the other party's belt so that he could have fun  But at this moment, a rapid sound of bells came from a distance, gradually approaching the woods where the Blood Knife Ancestor was.  The ancestor of the Blood Knife raised his eyebrows, looked carefully, and immediately judged that it was a horse galloping towards him.  The old monk was secretly angry. It was really annoying to be interrupted at this time. No matter who the visitor was, the old monk decided to let him die a bad death.  "The beauty will lie here for a while. Ancestor will come back as soon as he goes. After getting rid of those annoying flies, he will come back and have a good intimacy with the beauty." The ancestor of the Blood Knife put on the monk's robe again, and the next moment he suddenly lifted Shui Sheng's hair with his hand.  He put the skirt of his clothes under his nose and sniffed for a while, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and then he walked out with a strange smile.  The old monk swayed very fast and disappeared in a few strokes.  Shui Sheng's heart was pounding and her face was red. She felt that what the lewd monk had done just now was really, really  "It's really ****! Tsk tsk I really didn't expect that there are so many strange things in the world. I have only heard of foot fetish, waist fetish, leg fetish Then what is this, clothes fetish  "A clear voice sounded, and Zhou Chen jumped down from a leafy tree and walked over calmly. Shui Sheng looked at the approaching young man, his eyes widening again.  The beauty has tears in her eyes, like pear blossoms in the rain, and her expression is delicate. It really has a unique flavor!  Zhou Chen finally understood what the ancestor of the Blood Knife had just done. In previous lives, weren¡¯t there nymphomaniacs who specialized in stealing and collecting women¡¯s vaginas? Now this old monk just has a different interest in the clothes worn by beautiful women.  , everyone has different excitement points, so this kind of behavior is not incomprehensible!  Even though this thing still seems a bit **.  Zhou Chen came closer, looked at Shui Sheng, and suddenly grinned.  The beautiful woman was lying on the ground, her figure was beautiful, her watery eyes were full of panic, and she looked like she was helpless and could do whatever she wanted. It was indeed a tempting crime!  Shui Sheng felt uneasy. She was really afraid that the wolf would be rejected through the front door and the tiger would come in through the back door. She was worried that this young man would do something bad to her.  Zhou Chen smiled and was about to speak when his ears suddenly twitched and there seemed to be rapid footsteps. He frowned and thought that the ancestor of the Blood Knife came back so quickly.  He shook his head at that moment, and in Shui Sheng¡¯s panicked eyes, he picked her up, then turned around and disappeared into the forest.  Shui Sheng felt a hand caressing her waist a few times, and then pressed tightly against it. Through the thin clothes, the hand was as hot as fire, like a soldering iron, making her whole body burn. ??Shui Sheng's face turned red, and then suddenly turned pale. Her cousin Wang Xiaofeng had studied art with her father at her house since she was a child. She and her childhood sweetheart had a close relationship. Her father had already promised her to betrothed to her cousin.  Although they often went out together and traveled around the world, they treated each other with courtesy and never even touched their hands. But now, she was touched by a strange man on her waist. After just a few times, she couldn't help but shed tears.  down.  Zhou Chen felt as light as nothing while holding Shui Sheng. He leaned forward, the whistling wind passed by his ears, and the girl's body fragrance penetrated into his nose, making his whole body gradually feel a little  heat.  Zhou Chen thought to himself, it seems that just practicing like this every day is no longer enough. Too much yang energy is not always a good thing. The correct way is to adjust the yin and yang to properly regulate the catharsis fire. In the future, it seems that we will have to do a few rounds from time to time!  Zhou Chen¡¯s feet were neither fast nor slow. He didn¡¯t stop until the shouts of the Blood Knife Ancestor gradually came from behind him.  This is an open place, just suitable for fighting.  Zhou Chen put down the water sheng and pointed at her waist and abdomen to relieve her acupuncture points.  Shui Sheng stood still, his eyes blurred with tears. He was finally able to speak, and he opened his mouth and said, "Young disciple" Zhou Chen was slightly startled, thinking that he was scolding me. I didn't do anything to you, right?  At this moment, the Blood Knife Ancestor finally arrived. In a flash, he was already in front of Zhou Chen and Shui Sheng.  "Good boy, you used an unrided yellow horse to trick the old monk into leaving. You are so brave." When Shui Sheng saw the ferocious look on the face of the Blood Knife Ancestor, she was so frightened that she took a few steps back and suddenly shrank behind Zhou Chen.  Although he doesn¡¯t want to admit it, comparing the two, Zhou Chen looks more like a good person. He is good-looking, but he actually has some advantages.
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