mtlumby2d Chapter 248 Mayfair's hidden other side
Chapter 248 Mayfair's hidden other side
Chapter 248 Qian Feier's hidden other side
"Shut up, don't spit blood!" The black-haired man responded angrily...
The two men exposed each other's shortcomings and abused each other, and they didn't look like children of a big family at all.
Qian Fei'er embraced a pretty face with both hands, opened her eyes slightly, and looked at the two with a happy expression.
God, god, thank you, thank you for letting me find a little... joy!
After praying in her heart, Qian Fei'er coughed lightly twice.
"Cough cough."
The beauty coughed, and the two men's attention was drawn to Qian Fei'er.
Qian Fei'er lowered her head slightly, with some blushing on her delicate cheeks, she lightly rubbed her shoulders, her demeanor and movements were extremely seductive, the two men who were looking straight at her kept swallowing their saliva, and their eyes couldn't move.
Opening her eyes slightly again, Qian Fei'er seemed to be very shy and said: "You two, I know that you are all for my own good and sincere to me, but... But, after all, there is only one of them, and they cannot take care of you at the same time. Two, how about..."
Qian Fei'er's eyes turned to the two of them, and the inside was watery and charming.
"Why don't you two compete in this martial arts arena, and fight to the death, the winner is king, and then the little girl considers having dinner with the winner, if..."
Qian Fei'er rolled her eyes again, as if she was very embarrassed, "How?"
The two men had long been fascinated by Qian Feier's teasing, and couldn't help themselves, so they immediately agreed.
Afterwards, the two stood in the center of the martial arts arena, released their soul power, and released their own martial souls.
Two waves of soul power that were not very strong were released, both of them were the leading crutch spirits inherited from the Meng family's ancestors, and their soul rings were also exactly the same, with two yellow and one purple soul rings, among them, the red-haired man stood on the left, The dark-haired man stands on the right.
The martial soul was released, and the two rushed towards each other with red eyes and crutches in hand.
"The dragon swings its tail!"
"Long soaring ten thousand miles!"
The sound of soul skills being launched came and went, the red-haired man and the black-haired man attacked each other fiercely, and the crutches in their hands smashed desperately at each other's face, head, and body.
Blood splattered, minced meat flew, and fragments of clothes fluttered everywhere. The two men's bodies were ripped apart, and their bodies were bloody and bloody. They were very scary.
On the edge of the field, Qian Fei'er folded her hands on her chest, her eyes were all open, her body was trembling unconsciously, and her expression was extremely excited and excited.
Since she was a child, Qian Fei'er has had an extremely strong interest in killing and torturing others. This kind of bloody scene, like two rabid dogs biting each other, seemed to her in her dreams.
Especially after Wuhun awakened, the strong desire to kill and the pleasure of torturing others often made Qian Fei'er unable to extricate herself. If she hadn't worried about damaging her image in front of Qian Linjue and others, she might have turned the entire Wuhun City into a human world. Purgatory.
Now, these two men took the initiative to find them and give them to Qian Fei'er to play with. It's not too good.
Ah, God, thank you, thank you for your love for me!
Qian Fei'er opened her mouth slightly, panting slightly, her heart was already on the verge of excitement.
Beside her, Qian Nawei's face was very ugly.
This was the first time she had seen Qian Fei'er behave like this.
"Sister Fei'er?" Qian Nawei pulled Qian Fei'er's sleeve.
"Ah? Oh!"
Qian Fei'er came to her senses, quickly stopped the strangeness of her body, smiled lightly and coughed twice.
"Ahem, treat them, and then let's go to dinner."
"En." Qian Nawei nodded, and then released her martial soul.
Four soul rings, two yellow and two black, rose from Qiannawei's feet, and six luxurious golden wings grew from her back, carrying her body up into the sky with an extremely sacred aura.
At this time, the two men in the martial arts arena had been fighting each other for a while, their bodies were dripping with blood and flesh, they were dying, and they were almost dead.
Qian Nawei stretched out her slender hand, the first soul ring on her body was bright yellow, and the golden circle of light spread out, quickly healing the injuries on the two men, and at the same time recovering their physical strength and soul power.
The two recovered, walked towards Qian Fei'er at the same time, and asked her to have dinner, but Qian Fei'er directly refused.
Qian Fei'er rejected the two stinky men, Qian Nawei also took back her martial spirit and fell to the ground, Qian Fei'er smiled lightly, "Let's go."
"En." Qian Fei'er nodded.
Afterwards, the two walked towards the restaurant together, and after a while, they arrived in the restaurant.
Inside the restaurant, Qian Linjue and Meng Rulong, the Patriarch of the Meng Family, had already taken their seats. Seeing Qian Fei'er and Qian Nawei approaching, Meng Rulong turned to order the maid to serve the dishes.
After lunch, Qian Fei'er called Qian Nawei and Qian Linjue, and went to the martial arts field again.
"Why are you going to the martial arts arena? Are you testing soul skills?" Qian Linjue scratched her head, a little puzzled.
"You'll know when you get there." Qian Fei'er said, forcibly holding her cousin's hand, and walked towards the martial arts arena, followed by Qian Nawei closely.
When they came to the martial arts arena, Qian Fei'er asked Qian Linjue to get off her horse, and then ordered him to lift his hind legs and try to back away.
Hind legs?Isn't this very simple?
Qian Linjue was puzzled, but she still followed Qian Feier's instructions.
Lifting his hind legs, his body sank a little when he got off the horse, but now he raised his legs and his body naturally rose.
But at this moment, the folding fan in Qian Fei'er's hand slapped his thigh with the raised leg fiercely.
"Snapped!"
Qian Linjue felt the pain and pulled her face.
He turned his head and stared at Qian Fei'er dissatisfied.
"Sister Fei'er, what are you doing?"
Qian Fei'er did not explain the reason, but continued to speak out the request.
"When lifting the legs, the height should not fluctuate. You must use the dantian and waist to lift the legs. Keep the front legs and calves in a lunge, keep the soles of the feet off the ground, and move the body back. Do it quickly!"
At the end, Qian Fei'er's tone became very severe, like a master teaching an apprentice, with no room for sand in his eyes.
"How could I possibly do such an inexplicable request? Isn't it difficult for others to do so?" Qian Linjue said angrily, but tried to move her kick forward, moving backward according to Qian Fei'er's request just now.
But this is even more difficult, because as soon as the hind legs are off the ground, only the front legs are left for support, and the center of gravity of the body is already a little bit to the left. When the rear legs are lifted, the body will fall to the left.
In order to avoid falling sideways to the ground, Qian Linjue's body almost instinctively rose upright.
But just like that, the folding fan in Qian Fei'er's hand fell down like a ruler.
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound, there was a red mark on the muscles under Qian Linjue's trousers.
"Ah!" He cried out in pain, and hurriedly rubbed it with both hands.
Qian Fei'er's brows stood erect, and she kept hitting Qian Linjue with the folding fan in her hand.
"Don't stop, continue to practice until the practice session, Nawei is here, all your flesh injuries can be healed, practice for me quickly."
She was not polite at all, the folding fan in her hand was like an iron ruler, Qian Linjue grinned and cried out in pain when she beat her.
This afternoon, Qian Linjue spent both practice and being beaten. The only good thing was that Qian Nawei would treat him after being beaten, otherwise he would have been covered with scars.
(End of this chapter)