Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

"Langlisha?" The big guy couldn't help repeating.

Yan Qiaotian also repeated this title in his heart, but he thought he had a pretty good memory, but he couldn't find this strange name in his mind.

"Bai Jielang is a master of the desert. People in the Jianghu call him Langlisha, because he is like a fish in water in the desert, so he got this name." Wu Qiong explained.

"Master Wu is really good at it. There is Empress Qinghua in the front, and Langlisha in the back. It seems that you want to fight the Qingyun Society to the end?" Someone in the crowd answered, Yan Qiaotian felt the voice Somewhat familiar, and looking at the direction the voice came from, the person with his back to him seemed familiar too, but he couldn't remember it.

"Everyone got together because of the incompatibility with that Yan Qiao, so everyone should help each other, not intrigue and let others see the joke." Wu Qiong stood up, raised his hand and said.

"Then since this is the first regular meeting, why haven't some people seen it?" Wang Feng asked.

"Oh, that's because some people haven't arrived yet. Let's meet again when the big guys are all here. Today, we'll let everyone get acquainted. After all, in the next few months, everyone will be neighbors." Wu Qiong said with a smile.

"Since this is the case, then nothing will happen today. Why don't Master Wu tell us how he and the Qingyun Society formed a grievance, so that everyone can understand." The familiar voice sounded again.

Wu Qiong glanced at that person with a deep expression, and then said something in a low voice, but because he was too far away, Yan Qiaotian didn't hear what he said specifically, only knowing that the people around him echoed: "I didn't expect That kid is actually a lustful evil ghost, it seems that this lustful man is indeed right."

Yan Qiaotian had a bad premonition. Wu Qiong probably said something bad about him. Otherwise, how did the evil ghost say it? You know, but anyone who knows him knows that Yan Qiao Tian has never touched women, and has never been close to any other woman except his own mother in his life. How could he let go of slandering him like this.

"Hey, well, let's stop here for today. You still need to ask your subordinates to observe the situation of Qingyun Society and report in time. We can also have a perfect plan." Wu Qiong said with his hands clasped.

"It's easy to say, easy to say." A group of people walked out of the Hall of Heroes, and no one noticed that Yan Qiaotian was hiding not far behind them, and they were still discussing how to destroy Qingyun Society, how to kill Yan Qiaotian.

Yan Qiaotian cautiously returned to his room along the way he had come. He guessed right. At noon, the guards really started to doze off, so his whereabouts were not revealed.

This time, after visiting the Hall of Heroes, Yan Qiaotian found a few helpers that he hadn't found at the beginning. It seems that when he meets Qin Xiong and the others tonight, he must tell them the situation of these people. It should be easy to deal with people who get cheap offers from Qingyun Club.

Yan Qiaotian hurriedly changed his clothes. His underwear was soaked and stuck to his body during the journey just now, making him very uncomfortable. He thought about finding a place to take a bath to wash off the stinky sweat all over his body. Otherwise, even if he lay down and rested, he would also feel a faint stench.

Just as he was taking off his coat, there was a knock on the door.

"Xiao Lang, are you resting?" It was Wu Fuqian's voice that made Yan Qiaotian feel trembling. Why was he afraid of meeting someone every time, so he just wanted to meet someone?

Yan Qiaotian pretended not to hear, he quickly walked to the bed, lay down on it quietly, and turned his face inside, pretending to be in deep sleep.

"Xiao Lang?" Wu Fuqian's voice sounded again, "Xiao Lang, are you asleep? Can I go in?"

Although Wu Fuqian was asking for Yan Qiaotian's opinion, before Yan Qiaotian could speak, he gently pushed the door open and stepped into the room unceremoniously.

Yan Qiaotian couldn't help but regret secretly, he was too careless when he entered the room just now, he even forgot to lock the door, otherwise he wouldn't have come in so easily, it seems that he can't be so careless next time no matter what.

Xu Shi saw that Yan Qiaotian was resting, and Wu Fuqian's footsteps became softer. He bent over and walked lightly to the bedside, and after a while, he lay down beside Yan Qiaotian again.

He didn't do any excessive movements, so Yan Qiaotian kept pretending to be asleep, but Yan Qiaotian could maintain a single movement for a long time, but Wu Fuqian seemed very irritable, he kept turning over, making Yan Qiaotian scold him from the heart He said: It's so fucking annoying, can't I get the hell out of here?

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Fugan got up and said softly, "Xiao Lang, are you awake?"

Yan Qiaotian originally thought that Wu Fuqian would do something excessive, but he didn't expect that after calling out, he got up resentfully and left Yan Qiaotian's hut reluctantly. Close the door.

As soon as Wu Fugan left, Yan Qiaotian got up immediately. He sighed deeply, and then said to himself displeasedly: "What's wrong with this man today? Has his conscience found out?"

But no matter how strange Wu Fuqian's behavior was, Yan Qiaotian didn't have time to think about it. He looked out of the window and found that the setting sun outside had already shone on the window lattice.

So he decided to get up first, go to discuss dinner with that Sun Fu, and then go back to the house to rest early on the grounds that he was unwell, so that even if he had something to do at night, Sun Fu would definitely not come to him.

Yan Qiaotian thought very well, and implemented the plan very well, because when the night was deep, he had already waited in the small gazebo last time. Wearing clean night clothes, he wanted to see what that Song Wuqing could say.

After a while, Yan Qiaotian heard Song Wuqing's chirping voice, just like a bird, who could talk non-stop all the time, Yan Qiaotian couldn't help feeling sorry for Qin Xiong, who had this eighth voice all day long. It's really a headache to have a mother-in-law chatting endlessly by her side.

"Brother Xiong, did you say that the leader is here? Will he be caught by that kid Wu Fugan? I heard that a few days ago, the leader was carried down the mountain by that kid." Song Wuqing said. When he reached the gazebo, he looked up and saw Yan Qiaotian was already sitting in the gazebo, so without thinking, he passed Qin Xiong and came to Yan Qiaotian's side.