Martial Arts: The Secret Villain Starting from Huashan

"Forehead…?"

"It's...it's my young master who is careless...negligent!"

Only then did Xu Xingchen notice that Zhou Zhiruo and the other three girls were all weak and unable to move at all.

Xu Xingchen then moved, preparing to hand the small porcelain bottle containing the antidote under Ding Minjun's nose.

“嘤咛…嘤咛…”

But when Xu Xingchen moved below, the three Zhou Zhiruo girls who were pressing Xu Xingchen's body suddenly looked shy.

It turned out that as soon as Xu Xingchen turned his body below, he would immediately touch the chests of Zhou Zhiruo and the other three girls.

This indirectly caused a very embarrassing situation. Xu Xingchen, who was pinned down by Ding Minjun, Zhou Zhiruo and Bei Jinyi, only had to move his body.

The three girls above immediately felt as if the two jade peaks on their chests were being rubbed.

At this moment, the three girls, Ding Minjun, Zhou Zhiruo and Bei Jinyi, all had flushed faces and were helplessly slumped on Xu Xingchen's body.

The three girls are all ladies of the world. When have they ever encountered this kind of situation?

The three of them had lost all strength in their limbs after being accidentally exposed to the poisonous gas of [Sorrowful Breeze], but now they were enveloped by a masculine aura that they had never experienced before.

The last bit of energy left in the three girls' bodies was completely drained away.

The intimate contact between the bodies of Ding Minjun, Zhou Zhiruo, Bei Jinyi and Xu Xingchen made all three of them blush and shy. Xu Xingchen felt the soft body temperature of Ding Minjun, Zhou Zhiruo, Bei Jinyi and the three girls, and a feeling surged in his heart. A sense of warmth.

After a while, Xu Xingchen finally placed the small porcelain bottle in front of Ding Minjun's nose.

Although Xu Xingchen below only had a moment, to the three girls Zhou Zhiruo above, it seemed as if half a century had passed.

After removing the cork from the bottle, a smelly smell rushed straight into Ding Minjun's nose, giving her a headache and dizziness.

"Cough cough...!"

"What is this? It stinks!"

Ding Minjun was suddenly stimulated and subconsciously fanned his nose with his left hand in disgust.

"I have strength."

At this moment, Ding Minjun said in a sweet voice with a look of ecstasy on her delicate pretty face.

"Really...really? Senior sister!"

"Quick...smell it for me!"

Zhou Zhiruo, who was collapsed on Xu Xingchen, saw her senior sister Ding Minjun and smelled the small porcelain bottle handed over by Mr. Xu. She immediately gained strength and said softly.

"Then...senior sister, let me smell it quickly!"

At this time, Bei Jinyi, who was also collapsed on Xu Xingchen, saw that her senior sister Ding Minjun had regained her strength, and she also said softly.

"Ok!"

"Cough cough cough...!"

After Ding Minjun answered, he took another sharp breath, causing several coughs in succession.

Then Ding Minjun felt that the [Sorrowful Breeze] in his body had been removed from his body, and he immediately stood up with a red face on his delicate face.

After standing up, Ding Minjun's face was still flushed, because this was the first time for Ding Minjun that he had been so close to a man.

"Girl...give it here!"

"Quickly... go quickly, give... to your two... two junior sisters, detoxify... detoxify!"

Xu Xingchen, who was still pressed to the ground at this time, handed the small porcelain bottle in his hand to Ding Minjun, who had just stood up, and said softly to him.

"it is good!"

Ding Minjun answered softly and took the small porcelain bottle handed over by Xu Xingchen.

Then Ding Minjun held the porcelain bottle in his hand, walked up to his junior sister Zhou Zhiruo, slowly moved down, and put the porcelain bottle in front of Zhou Zhiruo's nose.

"Cough cough cough...!"

"It stinks!"

After Zhou Zhiruo inhaled hard, she suddenly felt a strong smell entering her nose and almost fainted.

"I have strength!!"

Immediately, Zhou Zhiruo found that her strength was slowly recovering, and she said with a look of ecstasy on her face.

"Quick...quick!"

"Senior sister! Hurry...smell it for me!"

Seeing that her junior sister Zhou Zhiruo had also regained her strength, Bei Jinyi immediately said softly.

Upon hearing this, Ding Minjun put the porcelain bottle in front of his junior sister Bei Jinyi's nose.

"Cough cough cough...!"

"What exactly is this?"

"How stinky!!"

When Bei Jinyi saw her senior sister Ding Minjun handing the small porcelain bottle to her nose, she also took a deep breath, then coughed several times and complained.

"I have strength too!!"

After Bei Jinyi complained, she immediately found that her strength had slowly recovered, and she said happily.

After Zhou Zhiruo and Bei Jinyi regained their strength, they just stood up when they heard Xu Xingchen say calmly.

"Three...three girls!"

"No...it's okay!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Xingchen was injured in the battle with the "Four Evils" and was also poisoned by Xixia's "Yipitang" unique poisonous gas "Sorrowful Breeze". The internal force in his body was too heavy, and he fainted from exhaustion. .

"Master Xu!!"

Seeing Xu Xingchen suddenly fainted, the pretty faces of Ding Minjun, Zhou Zhiruo and Bei Jinyi immediately turned pale with shock, and they hurriedly went to check.

Somewhere in the south.

Among the thousands of miles of mountains, there is a huge town, and in the middle of the town is a huge palace.

This palace is full of mystery and majesty. It stands at the foot of the mountain like a giant guarding the entire town. The walls of the palace are made of finely carved stones, exuding an ancient and sacred atmosphere.

The gate of the palace towers into the clouds, and is carved with lifelike images of various mythical beasts and immortals. Soldiers wearing armor stand there.

The interior of the palace is spacious and solemn, with ancient paintings hanging on the walls, each painting telling a story.

In a spacious hall.

A middle-aged man wearing a black and red brocade robe stood there alone, his hands gently clasped behind his back, revealing a calmness and confidence.

He stared at the sky outside, his eyes deep and thoughtful. The sunlight shone on him through the window, highlighting his tall figure and majestic temperament.

The middle-aged man exudes a mysterious aura, as if there are endless mysteries and unknown stories hidden behind him. His brocade robes are gorgeous and luxurious, and the black and red patterns are well-proportioned, showing his status. .

The palace where he stood was spacious and magnificent, demonstrating his power and status.

The man at noon looked at the sky outside, seeming to be thinking about something.

"[Deadly Swordsman] Yan Shisan!"

"Very good! Very good! Our Abyss Cult just needs someone like you!!"

The middle-aged man wearing a black and red brocade robe slightly focused his eyes, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Come on!"

"exist!"

A soldier in armor knelt on one knee behind the middle-aged man in black and red brocade robes, and saluted with clasped fists in great respect.

"Assembly order, summon six Huanyuan envoys to the Huanyuan Chief and wait for orders!"

The middle-aged man wearing a black and red brocade robe gave instructions in a cold voice.

"Here!"

The soldier in armor was ordered to turn around quickly.

After ordering the soldier, the middle-aged man in black and red brocade robes once again put his hands behind his back and looked towards the north outside the window with stern eyes.

But for a while.

Six people have gathered in the other hall.

These six people were dressed in different ways and seemed to come from different regions. Among them were two women and four men. They were both handsome and ugly. They looked nondescript. Some of them even had ordinary faces that would be difficult to identify in the crowd. .

But in this huge hall, several servants serving tea and water were trembling all over, as if there was some invisible weight pressing on them, preventing them from moving freely.

"He Chen, what's the big deal that calls us here? And does it require an assembly order? If this matter doesn't interest me, I'm going to ask you for an explanation!"

A woman wearing a gray dress with a fairly delicate face spoke up.

Before that, she was practicing the skills at the most critical moment, but when the assembly order was activated, as a member of the organization, she naturally had to give up the skills she was practicing to come, but it was inevitable that she felt a little unhappy.

"Yes!"

Next to him was a Western-looking man wearing Hufu. With a move of his hand, the wine in the cup formed a thin line and flew toward his mouth.

"What does the assembly order mean? He Chen, you should understand that if you don't give us a reasonable explanation, you will have to bear the consequences of this matter yourself!"

Although the other four people did not speak, they all looked at He Chen, hoping that he could explain.

He Chen, he sat on the deputy seat next to the main seat in the hall, with a serious expression. He was appointed as the Chief of Huanyuan in the Mingyuan Sect.

"Everyone, I have called you here, of course there is something big that can interest you!"

"Look at the portrait over there!"

He Chen pointed to the table in the middle and said to the six people.

The six people didn't know why, but they still walked over and looked at the portrait placed on the table.

The portrait placed on the table showed a young and handsome face.

"Yo? There is such a handsome young man in this world, it really makes me drool!"

When Xihe saw the portrait on the table, he immediately licked his lips and looked salivating.

Because of the skills she practiced, she liked young and handsome men the most. Of course she couldn't help herself when she saw this portrait.

"Xihe, I advise you to put away your desires. Do you know who he is?"

He Chen said coldly.

Xihe, who heard the sound, leaned lazily on the chair and said casually.

"Does this handsome young man have any great background?"

Unexpectedly, when He Chen heard this, he smiled coldly.

"What's the big story?"

"He is Yan Shisan, the notorious [Deathly Swordsman] who has become famous during this period of time!!"

"Xihe, do you think you can defeat him with your own martial arts skills?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the entire hall condensed at this moment.

"What? He is [Deathly Swordsman] Yan Shisan!!"

When the other six people heard this, their eyes instantly froze, and even Xihe, who had always been the most unserious person, became serious.