The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

However, about half a quarter of an hour later, Hong Qigong's angry roar suddenly sounded above the mansion, "Lu Xiaofeng, you bastard who suffered a thousand knives—"

Hearing this voice that contained strong anger and shrillness, Chu Heng was also taken aback. +]

Afterwards, he also understood, and his face was a little weird.

Not long after, Hong Qigong had already appeared in Chu Heng's mansion, his face was as gloomy as water, and there was even a little resentment in him.

Seeing this, Chu Heng couldn't help but gave a wry smile, and gave Hong Qigong another bottle of wine, and the latter gave up.

After Hong Qigong left, Chu Heng sighed softly.

Chu Heng knew before that although Lu Xiaofeng was a strong person at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm, he was different from Pang Ban and Ding Peng. In terms of character and behavior, he was as shameless as some rascals.

But he didn't expect to do such a thing now. He robbed Hong Qigong once before, and now he robbed Hong Qigong for the second time before leaving.

Such an approach made Chu Heng feel speechless.

In the following time, Chu Heng always stayed in the mansion or accompanied Qu Wuyi and Xiaolongnu or watched Hong Qigong teach Wei Tianxing and Mu Xinhe.

It was not until the fifth day that he suddenly received a letter from Lu Xiaofeng.

Walking slowly on the street, Chu Heng only brought Wei Tianxing with him this time.

Compared with the ups and downs of the Great Sui Kingdom and the corruption of the Great Song Kingdom, the Ming Kingdom is relatively the most peaceful.

And walking on the street, those beautiful women give people a sense of Yingying Yanyan.

This kind of feeling is most suitable for a flirtatious person like Lu Xiaofeng, so it's no wonder that Lu Xiaofeng is always nostalgic for Daming.

Walking to the Rouge Building, the firework girl who was originally soliciting guests at the door couldn't help but brighten up when she saw Chu Heng walking to the door.

After being slightly dazed for a moment, he wanted to move forward, but Wei Tianxing stopped him before everyone could get close.

Chu Heng waved his hands and turned his head, and said to a fair-looking firework woman, "Take me to the Rouge Pavilion." As he spoke, he moved his right hand, and an ingot of twelve taels of gold was also thrown out.

Under the envious eyes of many sisters around her, she quickly hid the gold in the air into the charm of her chest. The woman was overjoyed, and hurriedly stepped forward to lead the way while laughing.

Entering the Rouge Building, all the women who saw Chu Heng felt their hearts throbbing and wanted to strike up a conversation, but when they saw the gesture of the dazzled woman leading the way in front of Chu Heng, they understood it and immediately stopped in their tracks.

The fireworks place is full of poor women, and naturally has its own way of conveying information in the dark, so that many sisters know which people are not to be provoked.

"Master, do you want to find Master Lu Xiaofeng?" While leading the way, the woman in front glanced at Chu Heng and asked softly.

Chu Heng let out a "huh", but Wei Tianxing who was on the side asked with a "Huh", "How do you know?"

The woman smiled sweetly and replied: "The two uncles don't know something, but Uncle Lu is a frequent visitor to our Rouge Building, and recently he took over the Rouge Pavilion with pride for two months.

The lowly maid looks at the temperament of the son, and thinks she doesn't bother to come to such a dazzling place like us, so the little girl thinks that the son should come to see Uncle Lu. "

Chu Heng smiled softly, "You are a bit smart."

The woman shook her head, "It can't be called smart, it's just that you can't help yourself in this dye vat, and the more lessons you learn, the more you will naturally understand."

Hearing this, Chu Heng sighed lightly, but didn't answer. The fireworks girl who led the way seemed a little sad, and she didn't have the idea of ​​continuing to strike up a conversation with Chu Heng, because she knew her identity in her heart.

Walking out of the previously noisy hall, the style behind the Rouge Building is completely different, becoming quiet and peaceful.

"My lord, the Rouge Pavilion is ahead." The woman stopped and bowed slightly.

Chu Heng nodded, and then took out another ingot of gold and gave it to the 970 woman as a reward for leading the way.

The latter saluted happily and then left, his footsteps were a little brisk, and the previous sadness was also swept away because of the generous reward.

Seeing this poor but simple woman leave, Chu Heng shook his head, then turned around and entered the Rouge Pavilion.

The pool, the sea of ​​flowers and the bamboo... this Rouge Pavilion looks like an elegant place, Chu Heng thought to himself that Lu Xiaofeng thought of living in this place.

Slowly step into the courtyard, a gust of wind blows, bringing bursts of sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance, coupled with the bright moon in the sky, makes people slightly drunk.

"Since my friend is here, why don't you come in and have a glass of water and wine together?" Suddenly, a gentle and elegant voice echoed from the nearby garden.

Chu Heng's heart moved, he stepped into the garden, and immediately saw the man sitting on the stone bench under the osmanthus tree.

His face is like the moon of Mid-Autumn Festival, and he has a tall and elegant figure.

The clothes were made of fine white silk, and the snow-white piping embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns complemented the suet jade hairpin on his head.

However, it is a pity that there is no oracle in this person's eyes.

Smiling lightly, Chu Heng immediately understood the identity of this person. He was famous in his previous life, and his best friend who was always talked about by Lu Xiaofeng in this life. Huamanlou. .

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Stepping lightly, she slowly moved to sit next to Hua Manlou, picked up another green wine glass, put it into the tip of her nose, and the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus flooded into her nose immediately.

Putting down the wine glass, Chu Heng looked at the osmanthus flowers slowly falling from above, and said softly: "Osmanthus osmanthus wine under the osmanthus tree, the flowers in the moon-filled garden are not flowers, brother Hua is indeed a person who can enjoy."

Picking up the jug, refilled the two empty glasses on the stone table with fine wine, Hua Manlou smiled, "I finally understand that these days Lu Xiaofeng always says that I'm destined to become a good friend with you." friend."

Chu Heng smiled and said, "Maybe Lu Xiaofeng has nothing else, but his eyesight is really good."

Then he paused for a moment, remembering Lu Xiaofeng's behavior of beating Hong Qigong's angry three corpse gods that day, and added: "And it's really shameless, it's hard to refuse."

Afterwards, after talking about Lu Xiaofeng's actions that day, Hua Manlou laughed dumbfounded, and nodded, "It's indeed what Lu Xiaofeng did."

Chu Heng smiled, "However, when some people do the same thing, it's always hard to arouse disgust. This is Lu Xiaofeng's ability."

Hua Manlou nodded in agreement.