Yanshan Exquisite Record

Hua Yaojiu loves to be a lobbyist, and Wen Gutianxuan also loves to be a lobbyist.

Hua invites wine as a lobbyist and can be polite and hypocritical to send a leaf to make it elegant. Wen Gu Tianxuan does not hide these sour cutscenes, and directly throws out the fast fat meat and waits for the dog to pick it up.

Song Xueqiao said with a grin, "Senior Wen Gu, do you have any other treats?"

Wen Gu Tianxuan threw the gilded lion back on the table, not annoyed, but said, "I'm just asking, it doesn't matter if you don't want to, you are still my distinguished guests here."

Song Xueqiao hypocritically said, "Senior Wen Gu is really magnanimous, and this junior admires him!"

However, Wen Gu Tianxuan suddenly smiled, raised his hand and knocked on the small beige door beside him, and came in again with two pink-clothed girls in the same attire, their faces were still childish, their eyebrows were low, and they looked like they were better than lifting the wall. The girls are much younger.

But no one showed any expression on their faces, they all showed lifeless obedience.

Song Xueqiao frowned and watched as the two walked towards the compartment step by step, one of them skillfully clasped Fang Daxia's hairy leg, and the other silently picked up the still shiny Ring Shou Dao that he knocked aside.

The hand raised the knife and fell, in one thought.

Fang Jianqiu, who was still alive just now, twitched, and a purple grape fell from one eye socket to the ground, revealing a bruised and bloody eye socket.

The pink clothes were dyed into red clothes, and the white faces became red faces.

Song Xueqiao felt disgusted for no reason after being astonished, and thought, "These two girls are only in their teens, but they have become devils. They really have committed crimes."

The iron ring on Fang Daxia's hand "clicked" and was taken off by one of the girls, revealing a layer of pale skin that had been bound for five years.

Pei Wunian watched the execution coldly, and said with a half-smile, "I see."

The two maids dragged the corpse down from the compartment like puppets, leaving a thick pool of blood on the ground, and the stench wafted through the small room.

Wen Gu Tianxuan stared at the pool of blood, and said calmly, "It should be so, I am here in Tanhuanlou, not the Beggar Gang."

"I give them the best, and they should do their best." Wen Gu Tianxuan propped his chin, without much emotion, "There are already ten people's blood on that mat, and he is No.11."

Song Xueqiao swept across the pool of blood and suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Wen Gu Tianxuan chuckled, "And I'm very kind, I'll give you a chance once or twice, but unfortunately, you are his third failure this year."

"It's understandable, but you shouldn't let the little girl do these jobs." Song Xueqiao glanced at the two girls who were standing and lifting the wall like pillars, and sighed.

Wen Gu Tianxuan didn't understand his pity and pity at all, and said to himself, "After the landlord sat down, there were indeed some things left behind, and I will sacrifice my life to protect them. Unfortunately, the body is not made of iron after all, and it gets worse and worse after being burnt. The juniors can control me, so... these watchdogs underground are really important."

"Some of them voluntarily surrendered to me, and some of them, like you, did not know the heights of the world and the depths of the earth. They forced their way into the Tanhuan Tower, captured them alive, tied them up underground, beat them to death, and threw them at the bottom of the well to turn them into loess."

Song Xueqiao raised his eyebrows, "Isn't there anything you can't beat?"

Wen Gu Tianxuan narrowed his eyes, "It's okay if you can't beat it, because the entire Wuliang Tower, including the top of the secret passage you just came in blindfolded, are all organs made by my landlord."

Pei Wunian said, "Isn't it Ding Mobai?"

"Hmph." Wen Gu Tianxuan seemed to be very disgusted with the old thief in Yanshan, and snorted coldly in his nose, "Although the landlord has asked the old thief for advice, but the blue is better than the blue, and the hidden weapon mechanism of the landlord is not worse than the old thief."

Song Xueqiao whispered, "Then you still use his hidden weapon? Don't fool me, it was indeed the Yanshan Mo Bingzhen just now!"

Song Xueqiao has a talent, or a flaw, that is, he can always kill people just right to make people angry.

As soon as the words fell, Wen Gu Tianxuan's already blue face turned even greener.

The cup was knocked on the table, showing Zhang Zhongyu's posture. Wen Gu Tianxuan wiped the tea on his hand, and sneered, "The gold in cow dung is also gold. It doesn't matter if it smells, as long as it is useful."

Song Xueqiao smiled dryly, "Senior is good at writing, and his metaphors are popular."

"Senior, he didn't seem to say what is left behind by the landlord?" Pei Wunian slowly raised his eyelids, and said to the point.

Although Wen Gu Tianxuan treated each other with courtesy, it was indeed not a comfortable thing to stay in a bloody and weird cage and listen to him talking nonsense.

"Don't worry." Wen Gutianxuan's face twitched when he heard the words, but he got up and was about to leave, "You will know this when Lintian finishes cleaning the wind corridor. If you don't want to continue chatting with me, then I will Let's deal with Fang Jianqiu first."

He waved his hand towards the wall, and the two girls who were carrying the wall moved out slowly, and walked a few steps closer with their heads down. The wall separated the two with a "bang" sound, and the bloody smell was also blocked on the other side.

"The two young masters are distinguished guests. Whatever they want, you have to satisfy them. You can just bring them back to this room at Yinshi." Wen Gu Tianxuan only gave an order, and walked out with his sleeves thrown.

Wen Gu Tianxuan came and went casually, leaving as soon as he said, and after a while, only the two of them and the little girl were left in the small tea room looking at each other.

The cold faces of the two little girls felt as if the March spring breeze had passed by the moment the door closed, their smiles grew stronger, their watery eyes widened, they looked at the two affectionately, and then they plopped down to the ground. Kneeling, she tore off the thin silk cloth on her chest.

Song Xueqiao's smile froze at the corner of his mouth, and his scalp exploded again. The spring breeze on the cloud-turning boat many years ago blew here unsteadily.

Forget about Zhen Yunzhu, at least he has become a man, and his figure is quite attractive. The two little girls in front of him have no bigger breasts than Sikong Yueyao, and they have already learned to play tricks, seduce men, and commit crimes!Tanhuanlou is committing crimes!

Pei Wunian is a gentleman, so naturally he didn't look sideways, and said leisurely, "Brother Song, you are better at handling this situation than I am."

Before Song Xueqiao could explain in the future, a little girl had already lightly loosened his front skirt, fumbling with her small hands, as if trying to untie his undershirt.

Aversion to cold, although the girl is beautiful, but he can't arouse any interest, only goose bumps and bone-chilling aversion all over his body.

The corner stove was incensed, and the smoke was lingering. The tulle who served Pei Wunian was half untied, but was protruded half an inch by the hilt of Yunshan's sword. He leaned against the wall wanting to cry but without tears. Looking at the gilt lion just now, he looked indifferent.

Song Xueqiao grabbed the hand that was shaking on his chest and pushed it out a few inches, and said in disbelief, "How old is the girl?"

The two little girls were stunned, their eyes turned red, tears rolled down their eyes, and the synchronization rate was amazing.

"Please don't tell the guardian!"

Pei Wunian finally turned his head away, looked at them and said, "If you make your voices louder, your Dharma protectors won't be able to hear you."

"My family knows that being a child servant doesn't look down upon you." One of the older ones choked and lowered his voice, "But Miss Yue has a guest right now, if you don't mind, I'll invite Miss Yu right now, and Miss Yu is also very fond of it." pretty!"

Song Xueqiao's head hurt, and he waved his fan, "What moon and jade, I don't want a girl!"

The older one wiped his tears, "Then I'll invite Mr. Lan, the newcomer recently, he is also one of the best, he plays the piano nicely, and his body is soft."

Song Xueqiao's eyebrows twitched.

Pei Wunian glanced at him thoughtfully, he returned a contemptuous look, turned his fan sideways, pointed at Pei Wunian and said, "Then Mr. Lan, is he as good-looking as he is?"

The two raised their heads, wiped their sleeves on their faces indiscriminately, and wiped away their tears before seeing Pei Wunian clearly, and whispered, "Young Master Lan..."

"Whether it is comparable or not, you will know if you see it for yourself, young master."

The voice was like a clear spring in the mountains passing through my heart, clear and sweet, no matter how I looked at her face, I thought she was a peerless beauty.

Song Xueqiao was a little curious, and the door was pushed open by a gloomy hand, and a tall and thin man walked in. The visitor was dressed in red, with black hair loosely tied behind his head, powdered white, and the corners of his eyes Pretentiously evoking two flashes of red, leaning against the wall, like a boneless loach.

The head on the neck is really beautiful, but it's a pity that it's not as good as Senior Brother Pei, not only because this person's facial features are not as refined and heroic as Senior Brother Pei, but also his speech is not masculine, like a woman.

Song Xueqiao stared at it for a while, but didn't know what other words to describe this Mr. Lan besides yin and yang.

Mr. Lan bent over with a strange yin and yang, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, you go outside and guard."

As if they were granted amnesty, the two little girls desperately kowtowed twice to Mr. Lan, then kowtowed to them twice, and retreated in a panic, holding their skirts.

Song Xueqiao was frowning while playing with the fan, and sighed, "When one wave is not calm, another wave rises again."

Pei Wunian smiled and said, "I see that Brother Song is blessed with great fortune and luck."

Mr. Lan sat down next to them, and wiped his face with his hands, his voice was still soft, "Please don't mind, the hero next door has no other hobbies, but he just likes men with pink faces and red eyes. .”

Song Xueqiao sternly said, "I'm not good at this."

"I understand." Mr. Lan didn't wipe his face clean, his painted face was rather strange, although it was still uncomfortable to look at, but the evil spirit was much reduced.

He looked at Pei Wunian who was on the side, and said in a low voice, "With such stunning beauty by my side, of course I don't like my superiors, and I also don't like the young lady here."

Pei Wunian never gets angry at jokes, and he is not shy when he enjoys playing. He raised his head and looked at Mr. Lan, "If you have any purpose, don't praise me. Your Excellency, please speak up."

Mr. Lan raised his gaudy eyes, bowed profusely, and kowtowed, "There is no purpose, I just hope you two don't do evil, give the girls outside a way of life, and don't tell Guardian Wen Gu that you didn't touch them."

It is also impossible to tell Wen Gu Tianxuan, Song Xueqiao really can't figure out how serious this matter is, he pointed his fan outside the door, and said coldly, "What will happen if we talk about it? Could it be cut with a knife, the two outside are obviously still young girls , If you really did something to them, it would be a sin."

"My lord is a gentleman, but I don't know the rules here." Mr. Lan didn't get up, and said in a muffled voice, "They were born and raised in the ground, and they are already dirty. Once they can't please those heroes in chains, it means they can't Wear beautiful clothes, wear beautiful jewelry, eat delicious food, and in the end you can only become an old woman who washes the barrels here, dying until she is buried in the earth."

Mr. Lan's voice was clear and sweet, but his words were full of despair.

"This place is already so dirty, why bother to live in this filthy place and make it even dirtier. Since I am already an ant, it is better to be an ant wearing only gold and silver than to roll around in the mud. "

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Finally let my little Lanlan out! ! ! ! ! !Actually it's pretty obvious who he is, right...