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Ji Wushang sighed. It is undeniable that compared to her sister Lian Xing, Zhao Yue's attainments in this stunt are absolutely terrifying. In terms of skill and mystery alone, there are few stunts in the world that can be compared.

If Ji Wushang compares with his tricks, it will take a little effort to win, but when does he have such good patience?

boom!

The air vibrated, and the vigor was raging.

Yueyue's mouth vomited blood, her graceful body was blown away like a torn sack, and the thin gauze wrapped around her body had also been torn to pieces by strength.

With a single force of ten benefits, Ji Wushang's infuriating efficiency is so terrible. Even if Yaoyue has peerless martial arts, this terrible force is also only to be destroyed and abused.

The perfect carcass doesn't have any strands, but Yaoyue has no intention of being ashamed at this time, her mouth is bleeding more than ever, and her face is full of abnormal blush.

Ji Wushang was seriously injured with one move.

Just one move.

With the extremely wide gap, her pair of star-like beautiful eyes were at a loss, unable to believe what had just happened.

There seemed to be cracks in that proud, unscrupulous self-confidence.

"Impossible! I won't lose to anyone! You die for me!!"

Yingyue's delicate and delicate voice suddenly turned into a sharp howling.

Regardless of her graceful and attractive figure, she was exposed to Ji Wushang's eyes. Her eyes were spiteful, her beautiful face was as cold as frost, and thousands of killing intent rose to the sky.

boom!

Ji Wushang didn't have the slightest plan to pity Xiangyu, even if the other party's thrilling carcass was exposed in front of him, there was no more waves.

With a lightly sway of the palm, thousands of palm shadows appeared, instantly covering the invitation to the moon.

Yueyue is like a small wooden boat in the storm, raged by the palms of the sky, no matter how fast she is and how mysterious her moves, under the absolute gap, her delicate body is extremely delicate and can only bear the storm.

Ji Wushang was indifferent and calm, playing the Thousand-Hand Tathagata palm wantonly. The supreme palm of this Buddhism was displayed in his hands. It was chic and elegant, extremely pleasing to the eye, and thousands of palm shadows kept falling on the tender body of Yueyue.

Yingyue is strong and domineering, but Ji Wushang is stronger than her.

The arrogance that was high was torn off by Ji Wushang, and fell to the ground fiercely, smashed to pieces.

After a long time, Ji Wushang gently retracted his palm, unhurriedly and freely.

Yaoyue stared at Ji Wushang, as if she wanted to remember those eyes forever.

The gaze is very complicated, endless resentment, stubbornness who doesn't want to admit defeat, and a trace of helplessness that is not easily detectable.

puff!

In the end, Yan Yue couldn't resist the physical protest and fell to the ground and passed out into a coma.

Looking down at the beautiful body that was enough to drive all men crazy that day, Ji Wushang felt hard to make waves, kicking lightly with his feet, turning the other side's body over.

Then he lifted his palm, and a ball of glazed light that only he could see appeared on his palm, and he could feel the little thing at a loss.

With a light smile, Ji Wushang moved his hand to the upper part of Yingyue's lower abdomen.

"Go in."

The glazed light ball was stunned for a while, and it took a while before it seemed to react. After rubbing a few times on Ji Wushang's palm, it seemed to indicate intimacy, and then it slowly drifted down to Yingyue's lower abdomen and slowly penetrated into the opponent's body.

All this, Yaoyue, who was already in a coma, knew nothing.

Seeing this scene, Ji Wushang didn't do anything more.

This is enough.

The three-color glazed ball itself contained Ren Yingying's blood and life essence, and all that was needed now was a gestating and growing mother.

And this is the most perfect and most powerful matrix in the world, who can be better than Invite the Moon.

Chapter 7, Inviting Moon's Resentment

Before dawn, a sharp roar shook the entire Yihua Palace.

Everyone in Yihua Palace was awakened from sleep.

Someone heard the voice coming from the palace master’s invitation to the palace, and the voice seemed to be the palace master himself, and they were all panicked, knowing that something major had happened.

Only when the disciples of the maid in the palace arrived, they saw that all the maids who had been serving the grand palace master Yingyue yesterday were all killed outside the hall.

Suddenly, everyone felt horrified, and they all guessed that a major enemy might attack.

Soon after, they saw the murderous face of the Grand Palace Master Inviting Yue, whose face was as cold as ice, and their scalp was numb, and they did not dare to speak.

The maids outside the hall were killed by Yingyue, no matter it was because of their negligence, it made someone feel like no one.Or to preserve the reputation and kill others.These people have to die, even if they have been serving for a long time.

The matter of last night, Yingyue would not let it spread out, if such a shame and shame spread, what kind of face would she have been rampant in the world.

For the doubts of the people in Yihua Palace, Yaoyue naturally does not need to explain, but for Jiang Feng's concern, Yaoyue felt soft and hesitated.

She pretended to be calm, her face softened a little, and explained to her: "Someone sneaked into the palace, killed the maid who was waiting, and wanted to kill me, but this person has a high martial arts skill. It's a pity that this person ran away."

Jiang Feng sighed, "It's good if you have nothing to do. That person can run away under your hands. It is also terrible to come to martial arts. If you have a chance to find this person in the future, you can just pity you maids, how can their people be cruel and cruel. !"

Although Jiang Feng felt that there was something wrong, he didn't think too much. After all, in his impression, the martial arts of the Lord of the Moon Palace were extremely high. In this world, no one except his righteous brother Yan Nantian could hurt the hair of the month. .

What's more, Jiang Feng's body and mind at this time are all tied to Huayue Slave, the maid of the Grand Palace Master Invite Yue, and his gratitude to Invite Yue is only for life-saving, and there is no love for men and women, and his concern is only out of humanity.

Seeing Jiang Feng's polite departure, the softness on Yingyue's face disappeared instantly, and she changed to a more cold and awe-inspiring expression than before.

She stayed away from the palace behind her and made it to be demolished, even if she knew that the humiliation she suffered would not be erased.

Yingyue is not only a palace, she walked into another palace of the same exquisite luxury, and once again stepped into the jade pond. After washing for two hours, every inch of the skin on her body was scrubbed to almost purple by her.

Even if she had already discovered that she was still in perfect shape, she only thought that almost every inch of her skin had been touched by the man who couldn't wait to be frustrated, and she trembled with anger, shivering and indignant.

After Yaoyue calmed down and thought back, I really didn't understand that there were still people in this world who had higher martial arts skills than me, and I couldn't understand the other party's purpose. He didn't kill her or violated her. Is it just to humiliate herself?

Yingyue walked out of Yuchi, her gaze staying on her body without a strand.

The flawless carcass, as thrilling as before, is breathtakingly beautiful.But in her eyes, it seemed as if the top perfect porcelain was stained, shocking and unbearable.

She trembled and said sternly: "No matter where you go, I will find you! No matter how good your martial arts is, I will eat your flesh and blood!"

Yingyue walked out of the palace, still so perfect, still so noble, her face was frosty, looking at the maid outside the hall, she whispered: "Where is the second palace lord?"

The maid's body was inexplicably cold, and she tremblingly replied: "Back to the master of the palace, the slave servant has not seen the master of the second palace today."