[Comprehensive martial arts] I fall into the city

In the next few days, new jewelry will appear on the dressing table.

Li Ning's martial arts can't be considered low, but those things will always appear quietly, as if they are always there.

The source of the jewelry was thoroughly investigated on the first day, including the young man in white who impressed the steward of the Jewelery Pavilion. After all, there are many rich people in the world, and there are many people who are willing to spend 70 yuan on a piece of jewelry. , but there are not many people who push 130 million taels to passers-by without any hesitation.

For this reason, Li Yanbei's thirteenth concubine left the capital overnight with a bank note, and Li Yanbei could only smile wryly.

He has too many women. Without this, there are 29 more. As long as he is willing, there will be another thirteen concubine. There is no need to be sad about it, but this thirteen concubine is indeed his last The one he likes, he originally thought that she was also the one he loved the most among the thirty women.

Pretty women are really deceiving.

In the evening, a figure in white appeared quietly in front of the dressing table. His martial arts were so superb that there were maids arranging things beside him, but no one noticed him.

The figure in white has always called himself Gong Jiu, but no one has ever dared to call him that in front of him. They call him Young Master Jiu.

After all, Mr. Gong sounds a little strange.

Gong Jiu put a gorgeous pomegranate dress lightly on a corner of the dressing table, and was about to leave, but her eyes fell on a piece of paper pressed by a flower crown on the dressing table.

The girl's handwriting shouldn't be so domineering. Gong Jiu knew that there must be a man who taught her how to write. While teaching her how to write, he taught her handwriting along with other things.

Just like he did to Sharman.

He didn't often think about the things he had abandoned, but Sharman was different after all. Among those things he had abandoned, she had been with him the longest.

Besides the face that fascinated him, what he liked most was Sharman's attitude towards him.

An attitude as if he would never have her.

But now the game is over, not because he is tired of playing, but because he has found something more interesting.

Gong Jiu never thought that she would notice a man.

Even though the man had the most beautiful face he had ever seen, he was still a man.

But his charm is more like Sharman.

Shen Yun is an indescribable thing, just like when he saw Sharman for the first time, a kind of anger welled up in his heart.

Even though she had such a similar face, she showed such a shy and pitiful expression. No one felt sorry for her. They laughed and made a fuss, all they wanted was for her to take off her clothes and dance.

He brought her back from the brothel, taught her how to read and write, played piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, also taught her martial arts, and most importantly, taught her how to be arrogant, and then faced him with that frosty expression.

And Sharman is indeed a smart enough woman. After being rejected, she quickly learned everything he wanted to teach her.

Reject him, insult him, flog him.

As long as he wants anything in the world, he can get it, so he has a disease, a disease of longing for abuse.

When Sharman whipped him, there was deep fear and disgust hidden under his indifferent expression, like a piece of paper that could easily be punctured, but he had no choice but to continue to endure it, and later he became more and more used to enduring the whipping, So it became more and more difficult for him to get the same happiness as before.

He doesn't like men, but fortunately he met his sister.

She has a face that is [-]% similar to Shaman's, and the parts that are not similar are very similar to the woman in his childhood memories, the woman who is sometimes cold as ice, and sometimes loves him deeply.

Maybe prettier.

Gong Jiu felt that she was getting sicker.

He didn't even want those star-like eyes to show an arrogant and indifferent expression to him, and he didn't want those white hands holding a whip to whip him fiercely. What he wanted, even he couldn't say it.

What he sent in the past few days was what it was when it was delivered, and it is what it is now, except that the flower crown has been slightly moved.

Gong Jiu took the paper away.

When Li Ning came back, she saw another skirt on the dressing table, she almost didn't want to stay in the room, even though she knew that this person's martial arts were much higher than hers, it was unnecessary to be on guard.

Unless she can see this person behind the scenes with her own eyes, and strike him with a thunderbolt.

At night, Gong Jiu came again.

Li Ning lay on the bed, sleeping with all her clothes on.

Even when a martial arts practitioner falls asleep, he is still in a shallow sleep, but he enters and leaves quietly.

There is an extra letter on the dresser.

Then on the window sill, they met a black mist.

Hei Mist stretched out one leg and straddled the window sill, looking like a prodigal son. Gong Jiu was sure that the black mist was facing him, because he felt the sight of the black mist.

"Picking flowers together?"

Gentle sound transmission rang in my ears with a bit of a smile, as if someone was speaking in my head.

Gong Jiu smiled, and said via voice transmission: "Is there anyone else sleeping soundly beside the couch?"

Hei Wu also laughed, and then his voice became sharper, and he shouted: "Then don't get out!"

Gong Jiu is not a fool, he calmly glanced at the layout of the room, the black mist completely occupied the window sill, he wanted to leave, except for leaving through the window, only the door was left, but that had to face the black mist open the door.

No one wants to give their backs to a master of unknown origin.

Hei Wu also seemed to understand this truth. He jumped down from the window sill, and no one could see his movements clearly. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Li Ning's bed, and gave Gong Jiu a space to leave. .

Before leaving, Gong Jiu paused, and said: "No matter how beautiful a beauty is, it will get boring after a long time. If senior..."

Hei Wu smiled and said, "You know my identity."

Gong Jiu nodded and said, "The leader of the Western Rakshasa."

Hei Wu said slowly: "Then you should also know that I have a son, and he has already taken a fancy to this girl."

With Yu Luocha's experience and knowledge, even if the beauty on the bed is really beautiful, it may not be able to win his heart, but it will be different if it is a young man, of course Gong Jiu also understands this truth.

Gong Jiu left.

Hei Wu looked down at Li Ning who was on the bed.

In all fairness, if he were 20 years younger, the Rakshasa would have an extra wife tomorrow. Even his own son would not be able to compete with him, but he is already old now, or in other words, he is no longer This is the age when you will be tempted by beauty.

Think about it, if he got such a beauty when he was young, life and death in swordsmanship could be put aside.

Hei Wu gently hugged the beauty on the bed, he didn't even touch her acupuncture points.

Li Ning did not sleep soundly.

But not only did she not hear a single sound, even when she was picked up, she fell asleep in a flat position, without a trace of abnormality.

Then she woke up in a strange place.

The people lying next to him are no strangers.

Ximen Chuuxue barely woke up before she opened her eyes, so in Li Ning's eyes, it was him lying on the side with his eyes open watching her wake up.

Almost at the same time, dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky of the capital in the early morning.

Li Ning figured everything out.

The young man in white——Ximen Chuuxue wore white clothes, and he acted not only like a swordsman, but also like a young master.

200 taels of silver note—the origin of Wanmei Villa is unknown, but it is extremely rich.

Quietly - her martial arts have not yet recovered, with Ximen Chuuxue's martial arts, it is not difficult to do this.

Just before Lei Ting was about to shatter the roof, Ximen Chuuxue said calmly: "You are poisoned again."

Li Ning's attention was immediately turned away, and she said in shock, "I just saw the doctor yesterday."

Ximen Chuuxue remained calm, and said, "A doctor who can't find an antidote."

Li Ning almost forgot that she was still lying on Ximen Chuuxue's bed, but she woke up immediately, and immediately lifted the quilt. Fortunately, she has been sleeping with clothes these days, wearing daytime skirts .

Ximen Chuuxue calmly glanced at the clothes on the screen.

Unexpectedly disappeared.

Ximen Chuuxue was in sight, and the red sleeve knife was in her sleeve. Li Ning stared at Ximen Chuuxue. If she hadn't remembered his previous life-saving grace, she would have been killed by a thunderbolt as planned these days. billed.

Ximen Chuuxue didn't get up, but said: "I didn't bring you here, the door might be locked, you can break it open."

Li Ning moved to the door and pushed her hand behind her. The door was indeed locked from the outside.

She was still a little vigilant and said, "How could someone..."

Ximen Chuuxue said: "Recently, an inexplicable person appeared in front of me, claiming to be my father, and he wanted to prevent me from fighting Ye Gucheng."

Sending a woman is just one of them.

Li Ning didn't know whether to believe it or not, she frowned and pushed the door, but she didn't dare to turn her back on Ximen Chuuxue, so she gritted her teeth and kicked the door open.

Ximen Chuuxue instructed her: "Go north to the third room, there are my clothes inside."

Li Ning quickly ran out.

Not long after, a few clothes were thrown in through the window, Li Ning revealed her head, and whispered: "There is no one outside, I'm leaving!"

When Ximen Chuuxue was living in the inn, he experienced an adulterer who impressed him once. He still remembered that the adulterer called it that way before he was arrested.

He glanced at half of Li Ning's head, and hummed calmly.

Li Ning breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, it was about to dawn outside, and Li Ning flew away at the fastest speed in her life. She didn't come back to her senses until she hurried for a long way.

If she remembers correctly, Ximen Chuuxue's residence seems to be the well-known pastry shop "Hefangzhai" in the capital.

No one in Jianghu has ever found Ximen Chuuxue, and they don't know where he is retreating, probably because no one thought that Ximen Chuuxue would be hiding in a pastry shop.

Li Ning sighed deeply.