(I originally wanted to post it before 0 o'clock after writing the supplementary update, but the brothers in the v group couldn't wait and kept urging them, so let's put two chapters up first, and upload the remaining ones before 0 o'clock.)

Bang!

The two of them had their fists and palms connected together, and Wu Xiao did not really grab Liu Feng's fist, but stopped at once, and with Liu Feng's fist strength, he retreated backwards.

Liu Feng also quickly closed his fists and directly put his right hand behind his back.

"Boy, I didn't expect that I am also from the Poison Martial Arts Sect. My poisonous palms can numb the elephant. Now you can die with peace of mind." Wu Xiao's face showed a grim smile of a successful plan, and he shook his hand and threw a flying knife at Liu Feng.

At this moment, Liu Feng seemed to be stuck in a hole by someone, but he didn't react.

Just as the knife flew towards Liu Feng's heart, a touch of fragrant wind suddenly pounced into Liu Feng's arms.

puff!

Then, the flying knife penetrated hard into the back of a delicate body.

"Shiwen!" Liu Feng's left hand had already embraced the delicate waist, and he could even feel that his chest was squeezed heavily by two full elastic balls.

At the critical moment, Yang Shiwen actually blocked the flying knife for Liu Feng. In front of two masters who have reached the level of martial arts, such an ordinary lady actually made a contribution again.

"Liu Feng, have I made progress?" Yang Shiwen's pretty face was pale at this time, and blood kept spilling out of the corners of her mouth, but she stubbornly raised her head and said.

"You have improved, you have improved a lot."

There was a rare touch in Liu Feng's eyes, "I take back the words that I used to mock you. You are not only a little woman who only plays with a young lady's temper. You are very smart and good at learning. You will definitely be very amazing in the future."

"Okay, I'll be satisfied if I hear you say this..." Yang Shiwen closed her eyes without saying the last word "公".

Liu Feng held her and put her on the ground, while the five fingers of his left hand kept moving on Yang Shiwen's back. He was using the fingering technique of the fingers of the fingers to stabilize Yang Shiwen's injuries.

"Haha! A pair of little mandarin ducks! Hey! Liu Feng, you can move so quickly, it really surprised me."

Wu Xiao walked over again at this time, and a short sickle had already appeared in his hand, and under the moonlight, it shone with a heart-pounding cold light.

Liu Feng ignored Wu Xiao who was walking towards him. Instead, after stabilizing Yang Shiwen's injury, he quickly pulled down the flying knife on her back, then took out three silver needles and stopped her from bleeding.

"Liu Feng, you still have time to take care of others at this time, haha!"

Wu Xiao walked to Liu Feng and said with a playful look on his face: "What's the use of you to save this girl's life for the time being? My flying knife is poisonous, and she will die after all. Of course, with you there, she will die behind you."

“I only have one problem.”

Liu Feng squatted on the ground, pressing Yang Shiwen's wound with one hand, and asked without raising his head: "Since you know my identity, why do you still have to attack me?"

"Well, I should tell you this, and I want you to be a wise ghost."

Wu Xiao's face was a little ferocious at this time, "Because your master once killed my grandson. My grandson is in his prime and died in his twenties."

"So that's how it is." Although Liu Feng lowered his head, a glimmer flashed in his eyes.

Wu Xiao continued, "Xiao Wu, my grandson has grown up a little thinner. I gave him the name Wu Xiao Wu, in order to choose the homophone of Wu, so that he can live a healthy and long life, but he died in the hands of your master, uncle and others."

"My master never kills good people." Liu Fengdao.

hehe!

“Good or bad is determined by the winner, right?”

Wu Xiao sneered: "If your master said that shit was fragrant, no one dared to say it was smelly. So I didn't dare to seek revenge for him. I even felt that I would never have the chance to take revenge in my life, but now I met you. Kill you and repay my grandson's blood debt."

While speaking, Wu Xiao suddenly raised the short sickle in his hand.

But just as Wu Xiao's sickle was about to wave down, Liu Feng suddenly stood up, and waved his right hand upward, and a scimitar with a faint cold light appeared in his hand.

Knock!

The scimitar collided with the sickle, but made a crisp sound of cutting metal, and then half of the knife head flew out to the left with the somersault.

After an instant, Liu Feng raised his sword and pointed it at the sky; the crane immortal Wu Xiao held half of the knife handle and pointed it at the ground diagonally.

That's right, Liu Feng's scimitar cut off Wu Xiao's sickle. What's even more ironic is that at this time, a straight blood line was connected to Wu Xiao's chest, neck, and face, and his eyes began to slowly dissipate.

"In order to fight life and death, in addition to martial arts, it also requires combat awareness and... equipment!" Liu Feng put away his knife, bent down and picked up Yang Shiwen, turned around and walked towards the car.

"equipment!"

Wu Xiao used all his last strength and said, "I didn't expect that, I didn't count your knife... so fast! I also have a question, why did you only paralyze for such a short time, and my poisonous palm has never failed?"

thump!

After saying this, a generation of Crane Fist Master, Wu Xiao, fell to the ground, and a large piece of blood quickly overflowed from his body.

"Although you can't hear the answer, I still want to tell you that I am a miracle doctor." Liu Feng said.

Half an hour later, Yang Shiwen lay on a wide double bed with her upper body naked.

On her smooth back, there were eleven silver needles and two golden needles. Liu Feng sat beside her, quietly looking at the moving and beautiful back, and whispered: "Brother Feng never owe anyone else. Except for my master, he owe you a life today. You woman!"

"Liu Feng!"

At this moment, Yang Shiwen, who was lying on the bed, suddenly shouted: "Liu Feng hid, he is here again, he has a knife in his hand."

Liu Feng raised a kind smile on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch Yang Shiwen's smooth beautiful back. "Silly girl, she actually talked in her sleep."

As if she felt Liu Feng's touch, Yang Shiwen's breathing quickly calmed down.

But after a while, tears flowed out from the corners of Yang Shiwen's closed eyes, and she said intermittently: "Liu Feng, half a year has arrived. Are you really leaving? You, you...you...who will protect me in the future?"

"Silly girl!"

Liu Feng slapped Yang Shiwen in the butt, "From the future... Brother Feng will protect you for the rest of your life."

When he said this, Liu Feng's face was full of sincerity, but then he smiled and twisted his fingers and whispered: "This girl's butt feels pretty good."

Yang Shiwen, who was sleeping soundly, or in a drowsy sleep, had her eyelashes trembled slightly.

After more than ten minutes, Liu Feng pulled down all the needles on Yang Shiwen's back and covered her with a quilt.

But when Liu Feng was about to leave, Yang Shiwen started to talk to her sleep again, "Liu Feng, don't leave. Is it because I am willing to call you Brother Feng? You won't ignore others? Brother Feng... Brother!"

The sound of "Brother Feng" came out of Yang Shiwen's dream roar, causing Liu Feng to stop.

After pondering for a while, Liu Feng turned around and entered the bathroom.

After taking a simple shower, Liu Feng, who was wearing only a pair of underwear, returned to the bed and then lifted the quilt and got into the bed.

The next morning, a ray of sunrise shone on Liu Feng's face along the window frame.

Brother Feng stretched out his waist, but felt his left arm was numb. Only then did he realize that Yang Shiwen had been pillowing on his arm.

At this time, Miss Yang was sleeping soundly, her delicate pretty face turned slightly red, her red lips slightly opened, her lotus arms wrapped around Liu Feng's neck, and her plump breasts were squeezed into a deep career line.

Depend on!

When Liu Feng saw this scene in front of him, he was instantly relieved. No, he was not sure.

Brother Feng is a person who practices boy skills. Although he has seen countless girls, he still needs 24k gold. How can he withstand such temptation?

After swearing, Liu Feng wanted to get up quickly, but Yang Shiwen's little hand holding his neck was still tight. Liu Feng, who had not broken away at once, was afraid of waking up Yang Shiwen.

Wake her up? Liu Feng couldn't bear it. Yang Shiwen blocked the knife for him yesterday. Liu Feng was not only grateful to her, but also felt a little reluctant to leave her when facing the beautiful and tempting Miss Yang at this time.

Not waking her up? But the two of them just hold each other with skin in each other. This is too difficult for a healthy and mature man?

"Hold it!"

After thinking for a while, Liu Feng still didn't move anymore.

But Liu Feng did not move, which did not mean that Yang Shiwen did not move. After less than two minutes, Yang Shiwen seemed to be hot. She was like a beautiful snake, her body arched gently, her calf kicked, and actually kicked the quilt on her body to her waist.

In this way, the beauty that Liu Feng catches his eyes is indescribable!

"Brother, just treat Liu Xiahui as a match, don't treat it inappropriately." Liu Feng comforted himself for a moment, then closed his eyes.

But before he closed his breaths, Liu Feng opened his eyes again and muttered in a low voice: "I'll take a look at Shi Wen's chest... pink, or black."

After taking a glance, Liu Feng quickly closed his eyes again and nodded with satisfaction, "It's perfect, hehe, it's pink!"

Hey!

At the same time, Yang Shiwen seemed to have woken up. She felt something was pressing against her lower abdomen, so the little hand holding Liu Feng's neck slid downward and grabbed it.

Second O!

At this moment, Liu Feng, a big boy who had never been like that, almost handed over the gun from afar.

What's even more annoying is that Yang Shiwen, who was half-dream and half awake, said vaguely: "What's this? It's hard!"

If someone else hears the conversation between these two people, they may have to scold them as a pair of dogs! What is a fan? It’s hard?

ah……

Immediately afterwards, Miss Yang's scream suddenly rang on the bed.

"Liu Feng, you big bastard, hooligan, shameless scoundrel, what did you do to me?"

"Damn! I swear to God, I did nothing to you."

"Nonsense, then why am I not wearing clothes?"

"Your sister, are you just not wearing your upper body? "

"Then why are you sleeping with me?"

"I said you didn't let me leave last night, do you believe it?"

...

Just when Liu Feng and Yang Shiwen couldn't tell the truth, Lan Tingyu led three young men in suits to come out of the Donghai Airport.

"Is it very good? Not only are you two brothers here, but you also have experts from the Lu family coming together, haha!" Lan Tingyu walked in front of the three of them and muttered to himself with a smile: "Liu Feng, even if Brother Huang didn't kill you last night, you won't be able to live long!"
Chapter completed!