Days and nights of the Raiders of Peerless Beauty

"Then what do you want to talk about?" Qi Jiu's eyes couldn't reach her, but she listened to Mo Chuan's voice, thinking about it secretly.

Mo Chuan said complacently, "Actually, when I met you by chance, I didn't mean to cause trouble for you. It's just that I was summoned by your body, so I couldn't help following you."

Qi Jiu was horrified, rubbing the hair on his arm, "My body obeys me, and I only touched you, and it was still unconscious. Could it be that you actually want to hold me accountable?"

Mo Chuan laughed and said, "No, no, I made a mistake. It's the silver fragments in your hand that are calling me."

"What are silver pieces, I've never heard of them," Qi Jiu secretly put his clenched right hand into his pocket, talking nonsense solemnly.

Mo Chuan didn't believe him, and said frankly, "It's useless for you to deny it, my Yin Sui has already felt your presence in the flower building, otherwise I would not give in to deliver flower buds to guests personally, no matter how greedy Sang Zi is." .”

"You and I are a match made in heaven. If we can stay together, it will be enough to double the magic power, but..."

Mo Chuan hesitated for a moment, decided to tell the truth, and made a confession, "If I were separated from you and did not go on a blind date, my ability would at best change flowers and trees, and never reach the extreme value." willingly.

Qi Jiu felt that he was getting more and more nonsense, but every word could be said, the pores of his body were slightly cold, and there was something sneaky that had been peeled off a layer of painless dead skin from the back, and the figure on the ground It's not just myself, but two.

Turning back tremblingly, he saw Mo Chuan dressed in red, blooming coquettishly at the intersection of willow branches and moonlight, his gentle smile instantly freed his soft face from kitsch.

The entire face is beautiful everywhere, especially the eyes, the ends of the eyes are red, the eyes are clearly cracked, the front is pointed and the back is round, and the end of the eyes is slightly raised.

A little cinnabar on the forehead is also very important.

Qi Jiu watched and was shocked repeatedly.

Can't help but avoid saying, "Since you have what you said, Yuxi Zandui showed it to me, so as to give me an example, maybe I really have that thing."

Mo Chuan thought again, "I'm not afraid that you will lie to me, that's fine." He adjusted his stance so that the other party could see his changes clearly with the help of the moonlight.

Everything in the world moves when the heart moves.

Qi Jiu saw that he was concentrating, as if he was destroying something with his thoughts, the cinnabar on his forehead suddenly trembled, no longer a little bright red on his fingertips, and a section slowly drilled out from between the skin and flesh, it was better to see from a distance The rhinoceros horn, if you look closely for a while, is actually the spout of a silver pot with a rhinoceros holding a cup.

Mo Chuan said, "Can you see clearly?"

Thinking about how painful it is when that thing pokes into the skull, not to mention that someone can be stretched and shortened, and can enter and exit freely.

Qi Jiu couldn't ignore it even if he tried to avoid it deliberately, and said, "You are standing too far away, come closer and let me have a look..." When Mo Chuan approached impatiently, he grabbed the spout on his forehead.

Mo Chuan immediately softened his hands and feet, as if someone had pinched his vitals, struggled several times, and roared hysterically, "Don't underestimate my strength."

After he yelled this sentence, a large circle was drawn with the two of them as the center, and various flowers bloomed in the air, such as peonies, red peonies, jasmines, waterwomen, laurel, cloves... It can be called a thousand flowers blooming, The land dyed in autumn competes for spring for a while, and it is fragrant and charming, competing for splendor and splendor.

Surrounded by the sea of ​​flowers, the two of them are so fragrant and intoxicating. Qi Jiu slowly let go of his spout, not out of contempt, but more of envy. The spout of the silver pot with a rhinoceros holding a cup pattern is embedded with Mo Chuan's Yintang hole.

What is imagined is also what is thought, and what is thought is also preserved.

This person's fantasy world must be flawless and pure, in exchange for flowers blooming in all directions, illuminating the dust.I and him have different destinations and should not disturb each other.

Said to him, "You are looking for the wrong person, I have never seen any silver fragments."

"Are you trying to deny it? I've clearly seen it!" After Mo Chuan's hard work, he got Qi Jiu's two perfunctory words in exchange for it. He got so angry that he stretched out his hand and pulled out his right hand.

But he saw that a small hand that should have been as white as the moon was covered with many scars, each trace was deep into the bone, as if split by a blunt instrument.

Looking at the left hand again, it was even more horrifying, like minced meat spliced ​​together, it was disgusting to look at.

At first glance, it is slightly similar to the appearance covered with silver fragments, which is enough to confuse people.

Mo Chuan felt discouraged.

Qi Jiu pretended to comfort her, "You always want to find the rest of the broken pieces of silver in your heart, and your thoughts become sick, so you think that there are things you long for in my broken hands, but it is actually your illusion."

I didn't expect myself to be able to fool people.

Mo Chuan still couldn't believe that he was mistaken, and secretly smashed the spout of the pot to find the remaining silver fragments. Qi Jiu deliberately set up defenses at this moment, and it was really difficult for Mo Chuan to feel anything from him. He was really discouraged to the limit.

Qi Jiu was thinking about Susu's affairs in his heart, so he couldn't take care of his mood, so he just followed the advice, "Actually, your illusion is quite good. It's better to give people joy than to give them fear. I see people in Hualou I really like this set of yours, why bother to go all out to increase your magic power."

"Ability is a burden, the stronger the ability, the heavier the burden~"

Qi Jiu's earnestness and earnestness drew Mo Chuan's faint glance, which contained too many and complicated emotions.

Qi Jiu immediately shut his mouth tightly, so as not to arouse his suspicion, and he would go back to Hualou indefinitely after screaming.

The flower building suddenly became lively. Although the guests coming and going from all over the world had already disturbed the whole building, there was still some strong excitement and uneasiness mixed in.

Qi Jiu was fifty steps away, and felt this unusual noise in the dark.

He always felt uneasy, so he walked into the bottom floor and took a look at the center of the art platform. It was terrible. Dongfo was tied up and hung in the middle, and he was already drunk. After being tied up, he couldn't breathe. The skin that came out showed a little maroon, with a faint bluish white.

If you don't save it, it's time to change to a deadly color next time.

The guests in the flower building put their arms around the fragrant shoulders of the flower girls, and stood densely on the fence. The flower girls kept knocking melon seeds in their bright red lips, and the flying melon seeds were like moths, discussing with the men The sound was suddenly like a night of goose feather and heavy snow.

Sangzi and the waiters surrounded the graceful and luxurious building owner, moved soft chairs together, and sat under the art platform, staring at how Dongfo turned from alive to dead.

The owner of Hualou is a lethargic man over forty years old. His thin face, which has been indulging in fun all year round, looks slightly swollen. After the generous bags under the eyes and the multi-layered double eyelids are folded in two, the two bright eyes suddenly turned into The black mung beans squeezed out a condensed line of light.

He doesn't need to speak, someone else will speak.

The thugs hired in Hualou prepared long whips dipped in salt water, and someone forced him to ask, "Say! Where did Mo Chuan go!"

Dongfo was drunk and uncomfortable, curled up into a ball and said, "Mo Chuan... what is that..."

The landlord's mung bean eyes twitched slightly.

Even such subtle changes in eyes are comprehended very finely.

Someone said arrogantly, "I'm going to give you the little hoof that sends flower buds in the wing!"

"After hearing that he was humiliated in your wing, he didn't know where he went!"

"He is the cash cow of our Baohe Pavilion. If he ran out at night and was harmed by bad guys and lost his value, how will you compensate us!"

Sangzi held up a few Kuiyuan Tongbao silver coins found in Dongfo's pocket, and whispered, "He is a poor ghost, if he thinks it is a fat sheep!"

Dongfo probably couldn't hear what everyone was swearing at, he was half drunk and half awake, "I don't know anything, I..." Huluhulu actually fell asleep.

All the interrogators were in a hurry. They wanted to watch some blood and hear some wailing to cheer up their spirits.

A guest shouted, "Master, we came here not far away, but we came here to enjoy Mo Chuan's performance. You accepted me fifty gold certificates, just watch this!"

"Yes! Lose money!"

The guests planned to unsubscribe one after another, and they said they would do it. The bustling crowd kept surging, their boredom immediately turned into anxiety, and they kept shouting how huge their loss was.

Originally, the landlord just wanted to use Dongfo to divert attention, who wanted to get burned, and when he was thinking of a countermeasure, Mo Chuan returned from outside Shi Shi, dragging Xuan Hong's gauze shirt.

When he raised his eyes, he saw the overwhelming eyes approaching, especially the small eyes of the host were also shining brightly.

Impatiently, he slowly brushed his temples with light hands, shaking his slightly wrinkled cloth with his arms, "I'm a little uncomfortable tonight, please forgive me, I need to go to rest."

With a casual attitude, he didn't pay attention to all the angry atmosphere around him and the East Buddha hanging above his head. After saying that, he was about to retreat.

I've heard that Mo Chuan in Baohe's boudoir has a lot of pomp and arrogance, and it's hard to chase after a word. Tonight's show will definitely be a waste.

The burning mood of the spectators was suddenly met with the twelve-gun firecrackers during the Spring Festival. They were crackling and exploded, and they almost roared, "Money back! Money back! Money back!!"

What the landlord hates to hear most in his life is: money back!

She frowned, and immediately made up her mind.

Showing mung bean eyes to the thugs with slightly weak eyes, knowing the benefits, those wolf-like guys pulled the hemp rope from Dongfo's body, and tied the unknown Mo Chuan tightly.

Mo Chuan always likes to perform the wrapped silk dance. This time he was tied up and hung in the center of the art stage. He was so ashamed and ashamed. His snow-white skin immediately turned into an attractive peach pink color. She looks so thirsty, ready to cry.

The external anger of a kind of spectator is instantly regarded as internal anger, and no longer clamoring for refunds.

The landlord leaned on the soft chair, and at the most opportune time, he said coldly, "Mo Chuan! Usually, I dote on you too much, which caused you to be so unruly that you almost disturbed the elegance of all benefactors. I won't forgive you today. you."

"Just tell you to suffer from the whip, and get me interested in my benefactor!"

Everyone is a little confused, but they feel that it is not good in the bottom of their hearts. The owner of Hualou may really want to move his house.

But when I saw Mo Chuan's beautiful little face with a pitiful expression, I always felt like a goose feather was scratching at the tip of my heart, so tender and itchy, my soul was about to fall out of its shell.

What Mo Chuan wanted to say.

But the slightly numb legs suddenly turned cold, and the trousers were pulled away, and the round buttocks of the flawless white legs were reflected in the ethereal red gauze, which was a bit unexpected and exciting.

Mo Chuan is determined to imagine something destructive to get rid of the prison in front of him, but his silver fragments can only summon some unattractive flowers and plants.

If you can't protect yourself, why bother helping the wicked!

He had to close his eyes sadly.

The thug's whip cracked in the air.

All the people who watched the excitement kept boiling in their hearts, as if they were about to drop their eyeballs.

Just when the whip was about to hit Mo Chuan's trembling buttocks.

Qi Jiu stretched out his hand and shouted, "Keep people under the whip!!"