f2代短视频

"Heh... that's for sure," Xie Meiling said with a pleased sigh.

Xie Qing, meanwhile, crookedly smiled. He had almost said "orgasm," but managed to correct himself in time.

Either way, Xie Meiling paid no attention and moaned carefree, her body relaxing under his hands.

Although hearing his mother's moans was something that Xie Qing found a little strange, he was still a professional masseur! And as the saying goes, a masseur should not ogle his client!

"What a professional I am!" Xie Qing thought, mistakenly believing that we could not see how he glanced at Xie Meiling's protruding breasts.

Ignoring this pervert's self-satisfied behavior, it could not be denied that his hands were indeed miraculous.

Soon, Xie Meiling completely relaxed from her tense state and eventually fell asleep. The young man, looking at his mother's exposed back, shook his head.

He covered her with a blanket and left the room.

***

The fourth day began spontaneously - Xie Qing woke up to the noise and when his Qi scanned the surroundings, he noticed traces of several cultivators.

"Interesting... they are all at the peak of Foundation Building," the young man marveled and then sneered: "Idiots. It seems that this young master cannot come to terms with the fact that I beat him up."

Xie Meiling was still asleep - she looked relaxed, not feeling the presence of danger at all, which was not untrue. For her, these idiots were comparable to ants.

Therefore, Xie Qing decided to do everything quickly and without unnecessary screams. Although, he still wanted to have a little fun.

Leaving the room, he pretended not to notice these cultivators, who were apparently confident in their disguise and suspected nothing.

As soon as Xie Qing left the building, five people followed him. They merged with the crowd, but the young man had long ago recorded their Qi mark, so he easily trailed them.

They were five men - each of them concealed their aura and was dressed as a simple worker. They followed as if they were simply going to work, even splitting up into groups and pretending to discuss something important.

Xie Qing did not rush to expose them - why to interfere with the actor's performance in the theater? Besides, simply killing them would be boring.

"Let's stir up some trouble!" Xie Qing thought with a disgustingly malicious grin, displaying his sadism.

...one of his not-so-good character traits was that he was also a proud and arrogant man, and when encountering enemies, he was ruthless. Which, of course, was partly very good.

Either way, Xie Qing was an actor worthy of a golden statuette. He acted as if he were inspecting the city's sights.

The cultivators following him also began to show impatience - they could not find a chance to kill Xie Qing, as he deliberately went to public places where there were many crowds.

Sometimes the assassins even lost sight of him, and found him two miles away, eating something from a stall.

Some even had veins bulging on their foreheads - the group's irritation reached its limit.

"Damn! This bastard is walking such routes that it will be difficult to kill him!" one of them complained, wrinkling his nose: "We need to lure him out of the city, otherwise the city lord will find out about it and punish the young master."

"How will you get him out of the city, you idiot?!" someone angrily hissed in response and pointed to Xie Qing with his chin: "He is a Core Formation cultivator who single-handedly defeated the strongest bandits in the area, depriving the young master of income. We need to use the element of surprise!"

"Ha, my ass is surprising! Even with a spiritual concealment item, he will detect us and then we will die like dogs in the cold!"

The group included smart people. Initially, at the hotel, they planned to start the attack, but as if on purpose, today important figures with guards had gathered there.

There was a plan to lead him to a remote part of the city, but it also failed - Xie Qing behaved arrogantly and only looked disdainfully at the flattering assassin in disguise.

In the end, they were forced to watch as a crowd of beautiful and not-so-beautiful girls gathered around this guy, who happily giggled and squealed when he told stories and jokes.

"I envy."

"I envy!"

"Damn, I envy!"

"Hehe, but I have a wife..."

"Drop dead!"

Well, these assassins sincerely cursed Xie Qing and complained about their fate for such bad luck.

Such scenes were repeated not once or twice, Xie Qing seemed to deliberately tease them.

In the end, this drove some people out of their minds and they barely restrained themselves from anger.

***

"D-damn... I'm already tired..."

One of the assassins sat tiredly on a stone and wiped the sweat from his brow. They had been running all over the city after Xie Qing, trying to find a convenient moment, but this guy seemed to be deliberately going to places where there were more people.

Moreover, as if mocking them, he lived a full life with beauties and flirted with them!

However, at one point, the assassins lost sight of him. After combing through the entire city, they found no trace of the young man.

"We're done for if we don't find him..." said one of the assassins and narrowed his eyes, looking towards the gate, noticing someone there: "Oh! Guys, he's leaving the city!"

"What?"

They immediately jumped up and smiled, watching as Xie Qing left the city under the respectful gaze of the guards.

The guards knew this young man by reputation. They say that he single-handedly destroyed the surrounding gangs of bandits, saved the captured people and returned them to their families, and also distributed wealth to the poor.

He was called "Noble Xie Qing" for his actions, and many respected him for it. Moreover, he himself was a strong cultivator, so the guard did not want to offend him in any way.

During this time, the young man gained a reputation as a noble and honest man.

However, in fact, he destroyed the bandits because he was bored. And the wealth of these guys was so meager that they didn't even qualify as change. Therefore, Xie Qing decided to give it to the poor, one way or another, and let this money make someone's life better.

***

And so, the moment X! Xie Qing casually strolled across the dried-up land, which is what the territory looked like ten miles from the city walls. Here it was dry due to prolonged battles and soil pollution.

Therefore, the place was unsuitable for life and devoid of any beauty.

"It's a pity. Gardens could have been built here and the like," Xie Qing thought, shaking his head: "They say it was on this very spot that a great battle took place between two powerful cultivators."

Well, legends were wonderful, they could be talked about for a long time, but there was another problem.

Boom!

A swift sound of an explosion headed toward Xie Qing. The young man casually turned his head towards the sound and tiredly, as if in protest, lazily raised his left hand.

Jin!

The sound of something metallic touching each other was heard. It was Xie Qing's blade and the enemy's blade.

"Hm, a strange way to distract attention, to be honest," Xie Qing said somewhat annoyedly, lazily turning towards the enemy, who was dressed as a builder: "A Foundation Building cultivator, fourth stage. Do you want to die?"

"Tsk..."

The cultivator clicked his tongue and looked in horror at his hand. He had broken his wrist due to the overly strong recoil caused by Xie Qing's counterattack.

It was difficult for him to hold the sword in his hand, let alone fight. Therefore, the rest had already begun their series of attacks.

Xie Qing was hit with four threatening attacks - either a powerful stream of Qi or illusory sword attacks.

However, instead of blocking everything at once, or attack after attack, Xie Qing stood still.

"Idiot!"

"Your arrogance will lead you to the grave!"

The assassins sneered maliciously when they saw that they were underestimated - in such a situation, this was good news for them.

And so...

Boom!

"AAAAAAA!"

A loud human scream was heard, screaming in pain. The assassins sneered maliciously and began to laugh, holding their stomachs.

"Hahaha! Idiot! Did you think we were attacking you with ordinary attacks? Try the power of spiritual items on for size!"

"Pfff! Seriously, what an arrogant guy... thinks that becoming a Core Formation cultivator means he's on top of the world?" a jealous voice was heard from the side.

"Agreed. Does he think he can withstand the attack of so many cultivators with his strength?" a deep and handsome male voice was heard from the side.

"Haha, yeah, right... eh?"

The assassins turned around in confusion when they heard a new and unfamiliar voice and then froze in shock.

Two of the assassins rolled their eyes, losing consciousness. And Xie Qing casually smiled.

"What? I thought you agreed that your comrade was too arrogant, taking on the attack of so many cultivators."

And as if a mechanism that had not been oiled, their heads turned to the place of impact, where the dust was already settling and revealed a mutilated corpse of their comrade there.

"Damn..." one of them cursed.

Then, a whistle was heard, as if something had pierced the air. A silver glow appeared and two perfectly severed heads rose into the air. There was no blood, the strike was so sudden that the blood did not have time to gush out.

In the last moment, two assassins were engulfed in furious flames, and they disappeared, dying forever.

And Xie Qing stood casually and poured potion over the two assassins who had lost consciousness.

"AAA! It burns, it burns!"

"It hurts!"

They began to scream and try to get up, but Xie Qing ruthlessly stood on their stomachs, as if standing on two trucks like a movie hero and then casually poured acid on their faces, which penetrated through the pores of the skin and helped them get rid of life.

"Bye-bye~" Xie Qing bid farewell to them, looking into their bloodshot eyes, which had already lost their shine of life.

He threw the empty bottle to the ground, and it broke, and the shards flew into the faces of the two corpses.

Surveying the mess caused by this battle, Xie Qing shook his head.

"Why can't some people live a day without any adventures?" he thought, and then turned his gaze towards the city - his eyes cooled: "Well, I guess being good isn't for me. It's time to finish off some arrogant rat."

***

The young master who sent the assassins was called... well, I won't burden you with unnecessary information, let's call him Mr. Turkey.

So, Mr. Turkey was pacing around his room, he was very nervous. His hands clenched into a fist, he was sweating profusely.

"Damn! If only they killed that bastard!" he thought.

Mr. Turkey was an arrogant man with an extremely unpleasant character and a shitty reputation. Everyone behind his back called him Turkey because of his long nose that reached his lips.

His pride would not allow him to forgive Xie Qing's actions. Mr. Turkey considered himself a great man, he was the son of the city lord and thought that no one in the entire cultivation world would dare touch him!

Hm, obviously, he had certain problems with his brain. However, the city lord loved his only son too much, so he let everything slide.