Straight men's bending system

After the words fell, the man turned his head in surprise: "Wonderful?"

"That's right, it's wonderful!" Hai Qing nodded at the man, stepped forward and said, "The twenty-eight beauty is carried on a fine horse, and the ten thousand fine wine is a Weicheng song. Twenty-eight refers to a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. It refers to beautiful women, so this answer is Miao!"

Before the young man could speak again, he was inserted into his mouth by the boss: "That's right, that's a wonderful word. This young master is quick-witted, and this pot of magnolia flowers belongs to you, Young Master."

"Hey," Hai Qing pushed the pot of orchids away, "I just answered this question, but that young master has answered so many questions. Besides, a gentleman doesn't steal people's love. Give the flowers to that young master."

Qian Luo didn't speak, but looked at the boss eagerly, thinking in her heart, if you don't give me the flowers now, I will steal them when the time comes.

The boss looked at the two of them and laughed: "Forget it, then give it to this young master."

Qian Luo hurriedly took the flower, and handed it to the servant who was behind her with care, and said: "You send the flower back to me now, protect it, do you hear me?"

The servant took the orchid carefully, then turned and left, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Qian Luo turned her head to thank Hai Qing.

Hai Qing waved her hand and said, "It's nothing to do with a little effort, and I'm not a flower lover either, so why don't I give it to someone who knows how to cherish it."

Qian Luo cupped his hands: "I'm Xia Qian Luo, I don't know brother..."

When Hai Qing heard that the other party reported her real name, she didn't hide it, and said generously, "My name is Hai Li."

Haili?Qian Luo was stunned, what Qianji Building is doing is intelligence and assassination, among which intelligence is the best. Now when I hear this name, I think of the bloody storm five years ago, the Hai family that was destroyed by the Demon Palace, Isn't the only remaining young master called Hai Li?

Qian Luo looked up at Hai Qing again, and a flash of understanding flashed across his eyes. After all, the young master of the Hai family should be this old.

"Ali, this is not a good place to talk about things. I know what your purpose is. For the sake of your pot of magnolia flowers, I will tell you a thing or two."

Hello, what do you call me?Do we know each other well?

Qian Luo brought Haili to his property, pointed to Yanliu Pavilion and said, "Although this place is a bit mixed, such a place is actually safe."

Hai Qing stared at Yanliu Pavilion in a daze, it was obviously a place for pleasure-seeking, and the soft laughter that came from inside from time to time even made Hai Qing feel a little harsh.

"Let's go." Qian Luo tugged at Hai Qing and led him inside, ignoring all the beauties who came up to him, and just went straight into a room by herself.

This room was completely incompatible with the outside, and when Qian Luo closed the door, those teasing obscenities completely disappeared. If Hai Qing hadn't seen what it looked like outside with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it was in a courtyard.

A touch of sandalwood fills the tip of the nose. In the middle of the room is a large pear marble case. On the case are various celebrity postcards, pen holders of various colors, and pens of various colors inserted in the pen sea. On the other side is a big Ru kiln. The flower sac is filled with white chrysanthemums filled with crystal balls.

Qian Luo sat on the couch, pointed to the opposite side, and signaled Hai Qing to sit down too.

He didn't speak until Haiqing sat down, his voice was full of confident planning, as if he knew everything well.

"Ali, I know you want to seek revenge from the Moying Palace, but the Moying Palace has done a lot of evil, who in the world of immortals would not want to get rid of the Moying Palace? But why is he still at large? Isn't it because of his strength? Besides, this demon Even my Qianji Building can't find the headquarters of the Yin Palace, so how can you take revenge on your own? It's better to practice ascension in Lingxianzong with peace of mind, which is better than losing your life in vain, you say Woolen cloth?"

Hai Qing's hands were held together unconsciously, apparently forbearance, and there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his voice: "I know that with my current strength, I can't shake the Demon Palace, but my parents' Blood can’t be shed in vain! I can’t destroy the Devil’s Palace, but the Devil’s Palace thieves who killed my relatives back then, I will make them owe blood oranges!”

Qian Luo nodded understandingly: "So, you want me to help you find those people who did it back then?"

"That's right, brother Qianluo, I..."

"Hey~ What's your name, Brother Qianluo? I already call you A Li, you can just return me A Luo."

"Uh...Ah Luo," Hai Qing said shyly, "I remember one of those people had a scar on his forehead..."

"There's a scar on his forehead?" Qian Luo interrupted Hai Qing again, "In that case, I think I should know who it is..."

"who is it?!"

"Yes……"

Before Qian Luo finished speaking, he was attracted by the sound from outside. The sound was too loud. Even if the sound insulation effect was good, it was inevitable that he would hear those sharp screams and cries for help.

The two looked at each other, got up quickly, and rushed to the door. The place was already full of blood, and Hai Qing unconsciously thought of the night when he first came here.

The same scream, the same color, and even the temperature of the blood.

Hai Qing wiped off the blood splattered on her face, and joined Qian Luo in the battle.

The long whip waved mercilessly, and blood began to fill Haiqing's eyes, and suddenly, he saw one of them, and the bright scar on that person's forehead irritated his eyes.

This is the man!This is the scar!

Hai Qing waved the long whip at the man without hesitation, and as expected, the man easily dodged Hai Qing's attack.

The two began to wrestle together, and Hai Qing seemed to have really turned into Hai Li, hating the direct murderer who destroyed her family, wishing to eat his flesh and blood.

Hai Qing kept attacking, and the man kept dodging, until Hai Qing showed his weakness because of his eagerness, and was hit by the man's palm.

He looked at Haiqing with disdain, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes: "Back then, even your father was not my opponent, let alone you, a little kid? I should have been careful back then, so that I wouldn't slip through the net like you Fish! But it doesn't matter, it's the same if I kill you now."

"Hmph." Hai Qing's eyes were full of undisguised hatred: "You want to kill me? Let's see if you have the ability!"

The man smiled disdainfully and bullied him.

But he didn't want that full blow to be blocked lightly and lightly.

"Father……?"

Nan Feng gave Hai Qing a reassuring look, then made seals with both hands, and attacked the man.

The man's eyes were full of disbelief, and his voice was full of doubts: "Why...what?"

Nan Feng looked at him contemptuously, his voice was still dull: "There's no reason, it's just that you deserve to die."

"No photoprint?" Qian Luo murmured, who had just dealt with the others, wasn't this the natal move of Nan Baifeng, the master of the Demon Palace?

That Nan Baifeng was not born easily, he only practiced in his own Demon Palace. For hundreds of years, the tragedies caused by the Demon Palace were all done by that protector Mo Lin, even Haili's family was also persecuted by Na Molin off.

Only 200 years ago, the ancestors of Qianjilou were lucky enough to see Nan Baifeng make a move. Because Nan Baifeng's moves were so fast that people couldn't see all his movements clearly, and there was no precedent for that technique, so give it Name it No Photocopy.

Nan Feng's cultivation base is extremely high now, and he can hear his voice clearly, no matter how small it is. He turned his head and glanced at Qian Luo faintly, which contained a warning.

Because of this glance, Qian Luo was completely sure that this person was the owner of the Demon Palace, so, the world of cultivating immortals and the world of cultivating demons...?Thinking of this, Qian Luo's cold sweat was about to break down.

Hai Qing swallowed a healing pill and meditated on the spot. The man attacked fiercely. Now, he felt that the golden core in him was about to explode, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in lava.

Nan Feng didn't bother him either, and just stood by to protect him.

"You can go, stay away from him in the future." Nan Feng said softly: "Let me know what you said to him that shouldn't be said, I think, there is no need for Qianji Tower to exist."

Qian Luo looked at the man facing him, his eyes were full of blood, this man became mad because of those eyes, and lost the indifference and coldness he had in front of Hai Li at the beginning.

"Heh, if you want others to know, unless you do nothing, Master Nan, how long have you been able to hide it from him? Ten years or 20 years is fine, but what about 100 years, 200 years or even thousands of years? You want him to know nothing. Are you a fool?"

Nan Feng couldn't bear to hear it, and waved his palm at the chattering person: "It's so noisy, it's not up to you to question the matter between me and him, you just need to guard your thousand-machine building, don't just act out of righteousness for a while." , destroying what your ancestors left you."

Qian Luo raised his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth: "Master Nangong, please take care of yourself, Qian Luo bid farewell."

Nan Feng turned around and looked at Hai Qing with closed eyes, you who are injured now are really as charming as the sun-like you...

"Li'er, that person is so stupid, how could I have the heart to hide it from you for so long, tell me, when should I tell you the truth, I really want to see your reaction after learning all this, it will be more attractive than you now Me?"

Nan Feng raised his hand and injected a trace of demonic energy into Haiqing's golden core silently. Compared with you who cultivated immortality, I like you who is possessed by demons more.

……

When Hai Qing regained consciousness after recovering from his injuries, Nan Feng was sitting next to him with his eyes closed, his whole body glowing with fluorescence, as if he would ascend to immortality at any moment.

Probably feeling Hai Qing's gaze, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Li'er, now that you are probably fine, now that the family feud has been avenged, why don't you follow me back?"

"Yes, father. By the way, where is Arlo?"

Allo?A dark color flashed quickly in Nan Feng's eyes.

He chuckled lightly and said, "Of course he went back to his Qianji Building. Could it be possible to accompany me here and wait for you to wake up?"

"Uh..." Hai Qing shrugged at her long hanging hair in embarrassment: "It's Li'er who is confused."

"Okay, don't abuse those few hairs of yours. It's getting late and you're tired. Let's rest for a night and go back tomorrow morning."

The two found an inn to live in, and when they returned to their rooms, Nan Feng's eyes darkened, Ah Luo?It's so affectionate...

He raised his hand and blew the bone flute, and after a while, Mo Lin appeared in front of him.

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Is it really okay for you to be so cold? qaq, the favorites have not increased recently, the click-through rate is not high, and there are not many comments. I have no motivation to update T^T. Can you encourage me to post:(