Chapter 3980: 3980
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Maybe everyone who is on the verge of death will have the instinct to survive. What's more, min Huizhu, who has good physical fitness and excellent martial arts skills, has the instinct to survive.
At the beginning, min Huizhu just pinched Qin Wuyan's arm which clamped his throat with her hands. Her long sharp nails tore Qin Wuyan's sleeve and made Qin Wuyan's arm bloody.
Later, she wanted to fight, and her legs wanted to kick Qin Wuyan, but Qin Wuyan was too close to her and pressed her in the water. Min Huizhu's legs kicked the water out of the basin, but it didn't hurt Qin Wuyan. Instead, the splashing water wet Qin Wuyan's uniform.
Finally, min Huizhu wanted to fight back and grab the sword on Qin Wuyan's waist, but the scabbard was tightly held by Qin Wuyan.
The oxygen in Min Huizhu's chest decreases bit by bit, and her mind gradually becomes a blank. Her pupils are lax, and her fingers just holding the scabbard slip away.
She only felt that her body became heavy little by little, as if she had been put on a heavy load.
She only knew that at the last moment when her eyes fell into darkness, Qin Wuyan did not release his hand.
This man really wanted to kill himself.
Just because she has a mental calculation, Zhuang Xiaoyu touches his bottom line.
Qin Wuyan looks at the breathless woman and finally releases his hand. He throws away min Huizhu as if he is throwing away the dirty things in his palm. His face is full of hatred and disgust.
Qin Wuyan stood up, his clothes were all wet by min Huizhu's bath water, and his body was stained with chrysanthemum petals of various colors.
The water in the basin is less than half, so min Huizhu's head is still floating on the water, not submerged by the bath water.
Qin Wuyan opened the window and let the cold wind come in. He dried his clothes which were soaked in the bath water and called for the guards to come in.
The young guard lowered his head, looked at his nose and heart, and did not dare to look up.
Qin Wuyan looked out of the window, his voice was cold and deep: "the saint suddenly fainted. You carry her to the bed."
Guard:.... "
The two guards looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes.
They looked at the woman in the wooden basin. Although the water was covered by the petals of various chrysanthemums, they could still see the woman's perfect and exquisite body.
The young guard was red faced. He could only grasp his arms and feet. He closed his eyes and put min Huizhu on the bed. He kindly grabbed the quilt and covered the person. Then he hurried out of the bedroom
"Do you think the saint really fainted from her sudden illness?"
"Hey hey, you came to ask me clearly in your heart, didn't you see all the clothes of our commander were wet?"
"Saint and commander Qin... Hey, hey, is it more exciting in the water?"
"Will you faint without stimulation?"
"But I see a ring of pinch marks on the saint's neck. What's the matter?"
"Maybe I have other special hobbies. Last time I went with the commander to suppress bandits and talked with the guards of the priesthood. They said that the eldest and second young masters of the priesthood especially like to play this kind of excitement."
"Isn't that the same as our min family's dead aquatic master?"
"Don't talk about it. We can't let it out. Heaven knows, you know, I know. I don't think our commander is addicted to beauty."
"There are different grades of beauty. The appearance of a saint is hard to see in the sky and hard to find in the world. People like us want to faint under her pomegranate skirt. No matter how upright the commander is, he is a man at least..."
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Maybe everyone who is on the verge of death will have the instinct to survive. What's more, min Huizhu, who has good physical fitness and excellent martial arts skills, has the instinct to survive.
At the beginning, min Huizhu just pinched Qin Wuyan's arm which clamped his throat with her hands. Her long sharp nails tore Qin Wuyan's sleeve and made Qin Wuyan's arm bloody.
Later, she wanted to fight, and her legs wanted to kick Qin Wuyan, but Qin Wuyan was too close to her and pressed her in the water. Min Huizhu's legs kicked the water out of the basin, but it didn't hurt Qin Wuyan. Instead, the splashing water wet Qin Wuyan's uniform.
Finally, min Huizhu wanted to fight back and grab the sword on Qin Wuyan's waist, but the scabbard was tightly held by Qin Wuyan.
The oxygen in Min Huizhu's chest decreases bit by bit, and her mind gradually becomes a blank. Her pupils are lax, and her fingers just holding the scabbard slip away.
She only felt that her body became heavy little by little, as if she had been put on a heavy load.
She only knew that at the last moment when her eyes fell into darkness, Qin Wuyan did not release his hand.
This man really wanted to kill himself.
Just because she has a mental calculation, Zhuang Xiaoyu touches his bottom line.
Qin Wuyan looks at the breathless woman and finally releases his hand. He throws away min Huizhu as if he is throwing away the dirty things in his palm. His face is full of hatred and disgust.
Qin Wuyan stood up, his clothes were all wet by min Huizhu's bath water, and his body was stained with chrysanthemum petals of various colors.
The water in the basin is less than half, so min Huizhu's head is still floating on the water, not submerged by the bath water.
Qin Wuyan opened the window and let the cold wind come in. He dried his clothes which were soaked in the bath water and called for the guards to come in.
The young guard lowered his head, looked at his nose and heart, and did not dare to look up.
Qin Wuyan looked out of the window, his voice was cold and deep: "the saint suddenly fainted. You carry her to the bed."
Guard:.... "
The two guards looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes.
They looked at the woman in the wooden basin. Although the water was covered by the petals of various chrysanthemums, they could still see the woman's perfect and exquisite body.
The young guard was red faced. He could only grasp his arms and feet. He closed his eyes and put min Huizhu on the bed. He kindly grabbed the quilt and covered the person. Then he hurried out of the bedroom
"Do you think the saint really fainted from her sudden illness?"
"Hey hey, you came to ask me clearly in your heart, didn't you see all the clothes of our commander were wet?"
"Saint and commander Qin... Hey, hey, is it more exciting in the water?"
"Will you faint without stimulation?"
"But I see a ring of pinch marks on the saint's neck. What's the matter?"
"Maybe I have other special hobbies. Last time I went with the commander to suppress bandits and talked with the guards of the priesthood. They said that the eldest and second young masters of the priesthood especially like to play this kind of excitement."
"Isn't that the same as our min family's dead aquatic master?"
"Don't talk about it. We can't let it out. Heaven knows, you know, I know. I don't think our commander is addicted to beauty."
"There are different grades of beauty. The appearance of a saint is hard to see in the sky and hard to find in the world. People like us want to faint under her pomegranate skirt. No matter how upright the commander is, he is a man at least..."
Maybe everyone who is on the verge of death will have the instinct to survive. What's more, min Huizhu, who has good physical fitness and excellent martial arts skills, has the instinct to survive.At the beginning, min Huizhu just pinched Qin Wuyan's arm which clamped his throat with her hands. Her long sharp nails tore Qin Wuyan's sleeve and made Qin Wuyan's arm bloody.Later, she wanted to fight, and her legs wanted to kick Qin Wuyan, but Qin Wuyan was too close to her and pressed her in the water. Min Huizhu's legs kicked the water out of the basin, but it didn't hurt Qin Wuyan. Instead, the splashing water wet Qin Wuyan's uniform.Finally, min Huizhu wanted to fight back and grab the sword on Qin Wuyan's waist, but the scabbard was tightly held by Qin Wuyan.The oxygen in Min Huizhu's chest decreases bit by bit, and her mind gradually becomes a blank. Her pupils are lax, and her fingers just holding the scabbard slip away.She only felt that her body became heavy little by little, as if she had been put on a heavy load.She only knew that at the last moment when her eyes fell into darkness, Qin Wuyan did not release his hand.This man really wanted to kill himself.Just because she has a mental calculation, Zhuang Xiaoyu touches his bottom line.Qin Wuyan looks at the breathless woman and finally releases his hand. He throws away min Huizhu as if he is throwing away the dirty things in his palm. His face is full of hatred and disgust.Qin Wuyan stood up, his clothes were all wet by min Huizhu's bath water, and his body was stained with chrysanthemum petals of various colors.The water in the basin is less than half, so min Huizhu's head is still floating on the water, not submerged by the bath water.Qin Wuyan opened the window and let the cold wind come in. He dried his clothes which were soaked in the bath water and called for the guards to come in.The young guard lowered his head, looked at his nose and heart, and did not dare to look up.Qin Wuyan looked out of the window, his voice was cold and deep: "the saint suddenly fainted. You carry her to the bed."Guard:.... "The two guards looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes.They looked at the woman in the wooden basin. Although the water was covered by the petals of various chrysanthemums, they could still see the woman's perfect and exquisite body.The young guard was red faced. He could only grasp his arms and feet. He closed his eyes and put min Huizhu on the bed. He kindly grabbed the quilt and covered the person. Then he hurried out of the bedroom"Do you think the saint really fainted from her sudden illness?""Hey hey, you came to ask me clearly in your heart, didn't you see all the clothes of our commander were wet?""Saint and commander Qin... Hey, hey, is it more exciting in the water?""Will you faint without stimulation?""But I see a ring of pinch marks on the saint's neck. What's the matter?""Maybe I have other special hobbies. Last time I went with the commander to suppress bandits and talked with the guards of the priesthood. They said that the eldest and second young masters of the priesthood especially like to play this kind of excitement.""Isn't that the same as our min family's dead aquatic master?""Don't talk about it. We can't let it out. Heaven knows, you know, I know. I don't think our commander is addicted to beauty.""There are different grades of beauty. The appearance of a saint is hard to see in the sky and hard to find in the world. People like us want to faint under her pomegranate skirt. No matter how upright the commander is, he is a man at least..."
