Along the Qinhuai River, there is music, music and dancing everywhere, creating a luxurious atmosphere of peace and prosperity.
It is now the birthday celebration of Concubine Yu. Needless to say, the Qinlou and Chu Pavilions on both sides of the river are very lively. On the river, large and small, richly decorated flower boats and boats are brightly lit, and music and singing are heard everywhere.
Kang Long spread his spiritual consciousness over most of the city, and everything in most of the city was covered by his spiritual consciousness.
There was no real cultivator in the city, so his consciousness did not encounter any resistance. At the same time, his consciousness also captured a familiar figure at a street corner restaurant dozens of feet behind him. This person was
It is the sword god Feng Wuwu who we have met several times.
Of course, the so-called sword god can only become a joke in front of him now.
Kang Long was a little disinterested. He was too lazy to take action against such a unchallenged fight. However, Feng Wuqing had killed the grandfather of Yan Ruyu and Yan Ruyu sisters and their parents, and Kang Long was going to kill him no matter what.
, the feeling that Feng Wuqing gave him at this time was very different from before.
He used to have a restrained energy and seemed like a great master, but now he exudes a different kind of aura. This kind of aura is somewhere between a master of Xuan Kung and a master of cultivating.
It was a very mysterious feeling. It seemed that he had indeed received the opportunity in a secret palace in the Five Mountains to practice his sword intention and become a special sword monk.
If this is the case, he is capable of fighting Kang Long. But Kang Long doesn't quite understand. Since Feng Qingqing has become a sword monk and knows that he has obtained the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, why would he want it so unwisely after he comes out of seclusion?
Come to seize his Xuanyuan Divine Sword? Does he really think that with his own sword power, he can defeat Kang Long who holds the Xuanyuan Divine Sword?
Unless he had a way to seize control of the Xuanyuan Divine Sword when Kang Long released it, wouldn't his move be a typical self-inflicted trap?
Kang Long thought for a while, then turned his eyes to the royal palace in Jinling City in the distance. Since it was the palace of the Southern Tang Dynasty, there were naturally many masters in it. Feng Qingqing was a world-famous swordsman, and it was impossible for those masters not to know him. Hehe,
As long as Feng Qingqing can be lured into the palace and Kang Long finds an opportunity to lure him to the Southern Tang Emperor Li Jing, hey, it will inevitably lead to discord between the Southern Tang and the Later Zhou Dynasty, and the situation will become even more chaotic.
Thinking of this, Kang Long couldn't help but walk to the Qinhuai River and waved to one of the painted boats. The owner of the painted boat who was waiting for his guests was so happy that he quickly asked the boatman to row the boat to the shore.
Kang Long raised his hand and threw out a certain amount of gold, which must have weighed ten taels. The owner of the boat took it and became even more joyful.
The owner of the boat was a beautiful woman in her twenties who still had charm. She did not expect to receive such a large number of guests. How could she expect that the tall, burly, handsome young man in front of her would be so generous, and she had not even listened to the music?
As for Fengyue, she rewarded him with such a large gold!
This is worth tens of thousands of dollars. The owner of the boat only earns this amount of money by picking up guests on the Qinhuai River for a month.
The beautiful woman coquettishly pressed herself against Kang Long's broad and strong chest, squeezing Kang Long's body with the two semicircular meat balls exposed on her chest.
Kang Long laughed heartily and grabbed the beautiful woman's waist. He felt that it was smooth and plump, especially the two round buttocks under the water snake's waist that were covered by the skirt. They had a unique taste that almost made Kang Long forget.
The purpose of this trip.
Shaking his head, Kang Long bit the earlobe of the beautiful woman, blew into her ear, and whispered a few words.
The beautiful woman's whole body felt like she was shaking and she couldn't stand up. She was almost held up by Kang Long's hand before she could stand up. There was already mud between her buttocks.
Kang Long wanted to point to the lower reaches of the Qinhuai River, and then the boatman obediently held up the long pole, left the water bank, and rowed downstream.
Kang Long held the beautiful woman in his arms and walked into the cabin of the boat. He closed the hollow wooden cabin windows on all sides and lowered his butt onto the scarlet carpet on the ground. The woman followed him and he thought about it.
, laughed aloud, and simply pulled up the woman's obscene pants, revealing the white buttocks, took a handful between the woman's buttocks, untied the belt, and grabbed the woman's buttocks.
Meat, press hard on the gun.
The woman rolled her eyes and almost fainted from the beauty.
Kang Long smiled indifferently, grabbing the beautiful woman's soft, cotton-like buttocks, moving them up and down quickly, and at the same time released his consciousness to capture Feng Wuqing's position.
Feng Qingqing followed the boat leisurely on the shore with a sneer on his face. After a while, the beautiful woman was shaken by Kang Long and screamed, but Kang Long didn't show any signs of it.
Stop, he laughed wildly, and slapped the tender meat a few times. Seeing that the woman was about to faint from beauty, Kanglong pressed her down hard, and the woman let out a long oh, and took a big mouthful.
Panting, clinging to Kang Long's body like mud.
A black shadow suddenly appeared next to Feng Wuwu, maintaining the same speed as Feng Qingwu, and swam downstream in parallel with him.
Kang Long's consciousness caught it, but the black figure was a petite figure with a black cloth on his face. He seemed to be very familiar with Feng Qingqing. He looked at each other with Feng Qingqing and disdainfully lowered his head to the boat Kang Long was riding on.
He spat.
Kang Long was slightly startled, and the beautiful woman came back to her senses at this moment. She looked at Kang Long with a pair of charming watery eyes like hooks, and murmured in a disgusting voice: "Mr. Sir, will the slave family you created be able to survive in the future?"
I’m ready to have fun with other men! What do you think I should do?”
Kang Long smiled and said: "What should I do? Hehe, this is easy to handle!"
Kang Long suddenly lifted the woman up and started to move wildly. The beautiful woman's body was still under the control of the iron gun. Unexpectedly, she rolled her eyes when she was hit again. A pair of big killer weapons were on her chest.
Kang Long kept wandering in front of him, which made Kang Long even more crazy.
Suddenly, the boat turned around, and the boatman was heard shouting outside: "Sir, we have arrived outside the high wall of the Royal Villa. There are guards on the top of the city. Normally, no one is allowed to park here. Fortunately, Concubine Yu tonight.
To celebrate my birthday, let me park for a while and watch the fireworks birthday party that will start later. Do you want to park here?"
After all this torture, the beautiful woman fainted from beauty. The scarlet carpet and Kanglong's clothes were covered with mucus spurted from her vagina. Kanglong laid the woman down on the carpet.
He got up, wiped the iron gun clean with the hem of the woman's skirt, pulled up his trouser belt, glanced outside, and said loudly to the boatman outside: "Stop here, I will rest here for a while and watch the palace fireworks."
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The boatman agreed, inserted the long pole into the water, and stabilized the boat.
Kanglong pushed open the wooden window of the wooden boat on the left and glanced at the tall city wall of the palace city. Suddenly, like a big bird, he flew up and rushed towards the five or six feet high city wall.
Feng Qingwu and the petite man in black, who was adorned with Kang Long in the distance, were shocked to see Kang Long flying up from the boat and rushing towards the palace of the Southern Tang Dynasty. They shouted angrily at the same time and jumped up in the same way.
Chased him.
Kang Long turned his head and smiled mercilessly at the wind. He took out a fragrant brocade handkerchief that he had just pulled on the beautiful woman from his arms, covered his face, and suddenly accelerated, amidst the screams of the soldiers patrolling the palace city,
After crossing the imperial city wall, it turned into a flowing shadow and rushed straight towards a brightly lit place!
Feng Qingwu and the man in black paused at the same time, and immediately chased after him!