[Comprehensive Martial Arts] What does the hero eat today?

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There were a few people standing at the door, but upon hearing Xi Meihong's words, she immediately turned her eyes to this side, and glanced coldly at those people.

Perhaps his eyes were too scary, those people immediately looked at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts, as if I hadn't heard, and left as if nothing had happened.

As soon as Xi Meihong yelled that, she immediately regretted it. She just felt that she shouldn't have said it so harshly. She was spoiled by her father and brother since she was a child, so she never learned how to speak.

It's just that although she regrets, this regret is not enough to soften her attitude, especially when she sees Leng Xue's murderous expression, Xi Meihong immediately feels wronged again, only thinking that no matter how unpleasant her words are, that is also the truth, how can I say the truth People who are more likely to suffer this kind of grievance?

She stomped her feet, stared at Leng Xue with rounded eyes, and said not to be outdone, "What are you staring at me for? Am I right?"

Leng Xue couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted angrily: "Shut up!"

He was furious to the extreme, and looked at Xi Meihong again, I am the most innocent in the world, I am the most correct, and I can't wait to stab her to death with a sword!He came back with great difficulty, and met He Jiuli with great difficulty, and she hadn't been together for half a day, and she was going to run out to make trouble for them like this!

Xi Meihong was yelled at in cold blood, she was so wronged immediately, her eyes were about to shed tears, she yelled: "Why are you yelling at me like that! It's so fierce!"

Cold-blooded was fed up with her endless temper, if it was just to himself, he could pretend he didn't hear it, but she...but she hurt He Jiuli so much!

Cold-blooded and furious, the long sword stood up, and cut off the broken hair on Xi Meihong's forehead almost instantly. The sword energy approached instantly with a deep-seated killing intent. The deep-rooted cold made Xi Meihong stunned and stood there. Not daring to move, he stared at her coldly and viciously, and spat out viciously from his mouth: "Go away!"

After saying this, he withdrew his sword abruptly, maybe? I don't know if it was intentional, but one side of his sword edge left a bloodstain on Xi Meihong's neck. Xi Meihong's brain went blank from the cold blood scare, and she was in a trance Suddenly, I felt a tingling pain in my neck, and when I touched it, I realized that I was really bleeding.

Her tears flowed down suddenly and couldn't be stopped.

She claims to be the first-class to Leng-Blood, and he has always looked at him coldly, but she has been humbly trying to curry favor with him, okay!This kindness has been fed to the dog!How could he be so cold-blooded and not give her face?If you say the wrong thing, you say the wrong thing, so you don't have to act like this? Ah!

She suddenly burst into sobs, the sound was extremely ear-piercing.

Leng Xue's face was extremely ugly, his hands and feet were cold, and he was afraid that He Jiuli would be in a bad mood, so he couldn't help but look at her secretly, but seeing that He Jiuli's expression was normal, he just glanced at Xi Meihong mockingly, as if he was not angry at all raw look.

People like Xi Meihong are not enough to make He Jiuli angry.

She is a spoiled young lady, usually all good things are handed to her, but suddenly there is someone who doesn't like her, and she has to make him submit.What's more, she said the wrong thing, did the wrong thing? Also? I don't know how to admit my mistake, I just act like the whole world is her family's servant, watching her face and doing things?

He Jiuli has seen such a young lady so many times.

She sneered and asked, "Are you Miss Xi?"

Her voice was clear and cool, which pierced Xi Meihong's whining cry. Xi Meihong's eyes were red and swollen from crying. She only thought that this woman was watching her own joke, so she gave her a fierce look, "So what? And What does it matter to you!"

She is actually a very agile girl, with round eyes and a round nose, like a rabbit. It is very pitiful to cry like this.

It's just that He Jiuli is not a good person, how could he feel pity for a person who tried to steal his boyfriend?

I just heard her say: "Do you like Leng Lingqi?"

The cold-blooded hand suddenly squeezed her hand tightly, and He Jiuli squeezed it back, indicating that you should not be nervous.

Xi Meihong was stunned by her straightforward way of asking, she didn't answer for a while, but just said "You...you..." twice.

He Jiuli smiled and said, "I really like Leng Lingqi."

As she spoke, she suddenly reached out and grabbed Leng Xue's skirt, forcing him to lower his head, and then said nothing? She didn't say anything, and kissed Leng Xue's lips directly in front of Xi Meihong.

Cold-blooded: "!!"

He was stunned for a moment, his heart was beating wildly, and his whole back felt a trembling feeling that went deep into the bone marrow? His fingers trembled, and then he hugged He Jiuli fiercely, deepening the pain forcefully. kiss.

This kiss seemed to last for a century.

When they parted, Leng Xue's face was stained a little red, and He Jiuli's eyes seemed a little hazy.

As for Xi Meihong, she was dumbfounded, she just felt that a basin of cold water was poured down her head, making her stand stiffly in place, a kind of tenderness and sweetness that she had never seen before suddenly appeared in her cold-blooded eyes, the woman stretched out her hand and pulled him. Kiss her obediently, with only her in his heart and eyes.

The two were inseparable, cold-blooded as if... as if they didn't care that there was her next to her!

Xi Meihong only felt that her whole body was terribly cold, and her heart was terribly aching. She...she always lied to herself that people like Leng Lingqi treat everyone the same, and treat everyone with that cold and stinky temper. I don't want to, it turns out that people can be gentle, but the object of that tenderness is not her.

She only felt a surge of anger that had nowhere to vent in her heart, and saw that He Jiuli looked at her with sarcasm in the corner of her eyes, and felt that she had been insulted. She trembled with anger and pointed at He Jiuli. Li Chang opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

He Jiuli deliberately fell into Leng Xue's arms, and Leng Xue took advantage of the situation to catch her.Xi Meihong's eyes were red, but Leng Xue turned a blind eye.

He Jiuli smiled mockingly, and deliberately said to Xi Meihong: "Did you see it? The man you like is mine."

This sentence was like a knife, cutting off Xi Meihong's rational strings at once, and she screamed loudly: "You! You...!"

The cold-blooded sword tip moved again, pointing directly at Xi Meihong's lips, Xi Meihong stared blankly at the sword tip, feeling that the last little flame in her heart had gone out.

Cold-blooded: "Get out."

When Xi Meihong heard this, all thoughts were lost, and she could no longer have any thoughts of entanglement with Leng Xue. She gave Leng Xue a rather resentful look, and seeing that he was indifferent, she wept and wanted to leave.

As soon as he turned around, He Jiuli said lazily, "Stop."

Xi Meihong's body stopped suddenly.

He Jiuli sneered and said, "You hit my man and you want to leave without saying anything?"

Xi Meihong turned around abruptly, glared at He Jiuli, and shouted, "Then what are you going to do!"

It was He Jiuli's slap that answered her.

This slap wasn't as hard as hitting her second mother, it just turned Xi Meihong's head over, and Xi Meihong tilted her head in a daze, as if she didn't expect that there were people in this world who would dare to slap her , She didn't react until the side of her face was burning with pain.

Xi Meihong said sharply: "You! How dare you!"

He Jiuli said sharply: "You are only allowed to hit my people, but I am not allowed to hit you? Miss Xi San, your surname is not as useful as you think! Even if your father comes, I dare to stand in front of him Beat you!"

Her imposing manner was so strong that Xi Meihong, who was always arrogant, felt a little scared in her heart, and what He Jiuli said was so correct that she was speechless.

Xi Meihong covered her face and rushed out.

She was afraid that she would no longer have the courage to come to the Penglai Inn, or? If she no longer had the courage, she would always be haunted by cold blood.

For He Jiuli, this incident was just a trivial matter that was not enough to take it to heart, but for Leng Xue, he couldn't ignore it.

He has been thinking about the future with He Jiuli for a long time, but He Jiuli has never mentioned it, and he himself has a dull personality, and he often doesn't know how to speak, so this matter has been delayed again and again, and he has never said it. .

But today...

But today, Xi Meihong yelled out the phrase "there is no matchmaker for sex", which made him tremble with hatred, and tremble with fear.

He naturally knows how unfair this world is to women. A man who goes to Fireworks and Willow Lane is romantic. A man has ten or eight lovers, which is called ability. , as long as you are not clear with a man, that is the fate of being drowned by spittle stars.

When he heard Xi Meihong say that about He Jiuli, he just felt so painful that he was dying. If there was something wrong, it was his fault. Everyone knows that He Jiuli belongs to him.

She... She is such a good person, why should she be insulted by such words?

Leng Xue only felt chills all over his body. He could kill people and pursue murderers, but he couldn't control Xi Meihong's mouth, nor could he control...the mouths of the world.

When the people on the street saw them, would they? Would they? Also? They would have the same idea, would they?

He was tortured to death by such thoughts, and he was absent-minded all day long. When he returned to the third floor where He Jiuli lived late at night, he suddenly hugged He Jiuli and said in a low voice: " Ah Jiu, I have something to say."

He Jiuli said casually, "Huh?" and said, "What's wrong? I think you're in a bad mood this afternoon."

Leng Xue took a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself down, He Jiuli waited patiently for him, and after a while, he said, "Ah Jiu, marry me."

Then, Leng Xue felt that He Jiuli's body suddenly became stiff.

With his back turned to him, He Jiuli asked in a somewhat incomprehensible manner, "...what did you just say?"

All in all, not happy.

The intuition like a cold-blooded beast made him feel that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong, He Jiuli... Why did He Jiuli speak in such a tone?She, why is she unhappy?

Cold-blooded suppressed the bad feeling in his heart, and repeated again: "I want to marry you."

He Jiuli was silent.

She was a little at a loss and scratched her hair with her hands, but what? She refused to speak.Leng Xue hugged her, but remained silent, only feeling that his arms were slowly getting cold.

In the uncomfortable silence, he struggled to catch his breath.

After a while, He Jiuli suddenly sighed and said, "Leng Lingqi, let's separate."

Cold-blooded eyes suddenly widened.

He doesn't quite understand what's going on now, either? He doesn't quite understand why He Jiuli reacted like this, he opened his mouth and said in disbelief, "...what?"

He Jiuli's voice was very firm: "I said... let's separate."

She has no way to bear this kind of permanent commitment. She is not in a good state. Maintaining an intimate relationship is just misleading her children. Who knows when she will explode in front of cold blood?

She really didn't want to show her worst state in front of the cold-blooded, that kind of state... She felt that no one could accept it, and she could pledge each other now, but what about the future?When the love fades away, he probably won't? Will he be as tolerant and take what he wants now.

So rejection must be the best option.

Leng Xue was stunned for a long time, as if he finally understood what happened now, his hand suddenly tightened his grip on He Jiuli's waist, He Jiuli remained motionless, without any reaction at all.

This irritated him even more, he was at a loss and angry, he had a lot of things to say in his mind, but what he said was only one sentence: "...Why?"

His tone was dry, every word was like a knife, scratching his own esophagus, making every breath smell of blood.

He Jiuli said cruelly, "No reason."

Suddenly, his brain became bloodshot, and he slammed He Jiuli against the wall viciously, and squeezed her shoulders tightly with both hands. His eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched tightly, his face was contorted in pain, and he slammed He stared at He Jiuli, as if he hated her and wanted to give up on him so lightly.

With a cold face, He Jiuli neither cried out in pain nor explained, but said coldly to Leng Xue: "Let me go."

Leng Xue broke his defense all of a sudden, he let go of He Jiuli at a loss, and seeing her frowning coldly, he felt that she was very strange today, and the strange one didn't want to be the He Jiuli he knew.

Clearly, she was still cleaning his wounds tomorrow, and she was still willing to give him such a sweet kiss in public.

Cold-blooded feels unreal, everything at this moment is unreal, like a bad nightmare.

He stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch He Jiuli's face, but he was a little afraid that she would avoid her. In the end, he still didn't dare to touch He Jiuli.

With a cold face, He Jiuli turned around and was about to leave.

Looking at her back coldly, a feeling of fear suddenly rose in his heart. It seemed that as long as she left like this, she would?never?come back.

He suddenly rushed up and hugged him recklessly, tears had slipped from the corners of his eyes at some point, and he said with cold blood, "I... did I do something wrong to make you unhappy?"

He Jiuli felt a pain in his heart, and almost couldn't help turning around and hugging him.

But she still made up her mind and said slowly: "It's not your problem, it's my own problem."

With that said, she left as if fleeing.

Leng Xue looked at her back in a daze, and suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly.

He slowly walked to the corner, picked up his sword, and then walked out of Penglai Inn step by step with lowered eyes.

He walked step by step, neither hurried nor slow, but every step he took, he felt as if a piece of his heart had been dug out, and every step he took, the real... bleak loneliness, went further strangled him by the throat.

He couldn't breathe.

He didn't even know how he got back to Shenhou Mansion.

***

Zhui Ming just came back from handling the case. He was fine? He was light, carrying a jug of wine, and returned to Shenhou Mansion humming a little tune.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a familiar figure sitting under the tree.

It's late at night now, the autumn night is cold and dew heavy, but Leng Xue is sitting under the tree alone, with one knee bent and one arm resting on his knee, his sword is stuck on the ground, in this A chilling sharp light reflected in the dark night.

He was motionless, as if lost in thought.

An inexplicable feeling of chasing after one's life? Feeling a little bad, he stepped forward and said, "Little brother?"

It doesn't matter if you look at it, it's startling when you see it.

Leng Xue's face was pale, as if he had suffered a serious illness, and his eyes were bloodshot, he might have hit the wall with his fists, and the finger bones of both hands were all ground to bloody, but he As if he couldn't feel any pain at all, he let the wound be exposed to the air.

He heard Zhui Ming's voice, moved his lips, and said softly: "...Third Senior Brother."

Zhui Ming had never seen Leng Xue look like this before, but after thinking about it in his heart, he knew that it must have something to do with He Jiuli. He frowned, reached out to lift Leng Xue from the ground, and said in his mouth: "Little brother, you What's the matter?"

Leng Xue stood up as soon as he pulled him like a wandering soul. He shook his head and said: "...I'm fine."

Zhui Ming was almost speechless, with this pitiful look, who said he was okay? Who would believe it.

He patted Leng Xue on the shoulder and said, "Did you quarrel with Miss He?"

The three words Miss He raised her head coldly, as if she had touched some scale.

Zhui Ming only saw his green eyes closing in pain, and then opening them as if about to masochistically, there was a kind of anger and pain that seemed to be burning inside.

Gritting his teeth coldly, he said, "...she wants to separate from me."

Zhui Ming was taken aback. The two of them seemed to be alone a while ago, how could they separate?And looking at Leng-Blood like this, doesn't it look like a small fight.

He couldn't help asking: "What's going on?"

Leng Xue sneered, and suddenly he said loudly: "Because I'm useless! Because I... because I..."

He couldn't go on talking, the feeling of tearing his wound open? It was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and his voice was intermittent. He suddenly discovered that the wound in his heart was a hundred times, a thousand times more painful than the wound on his body. , ten thousand times!

Zhui Ming couldn't force him to continue talking.

He let out a long sigh, patted the cold-blooded shoulder, and said to him, "Drinking? My brother will take you to drink."

Cold-blooded did not speak.

If he doesn't speak, Zhui Ming will take it as his acquiescence.

Zhui Ming took him to the last place in Bianjing where the lights were still on.

Spring Breeze Pavilion.

Chunfeng Pavilion is a brothel, the best brothel.

Zhuge Shenhou once brought his four disciples to the brothel, in order to let them see the most beautiful scenery in the world. The saddest pass in a man's life is called the beauty pass.And as a catcher, if you can't pass this beauty pass, you will be riddled with holes and loopholes.

But the reason why Zhui Ming brought cold blood to Chunfeng Pavilion was simpler.

Because he wants the younger brother to get drunk, and at this time, there is no place in Bianjing to entertain guests other than the brothel. Even if there is, the wine is like vinegar, hard to swallow.

He drinks cold-bloodedly, but he doesn't drink often, nor does he like to drink.

Today he suddenly wondered, could wine really numb the nerves and make people forget this maddening pain?

The Spring Breeze Pavilion was lit all night, even in such a deep night, it was as warm as spring inside.This place is Bianjing's famous sales vault, and inside it is resplendent and resplendent. Girls dressed in colorful dresses and with emerald jewels on their heads float past the cold-blooded and life-seeking eyes, leaving behind an intoxicating fragrance of powder.

Leng Xue frowned, and suddenly turned to leave.

Zhui Ming stopped him and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Gritting his teeth coldly, he said, "I don't like this kind of place."

Zhuiming sighed, and said, "I didn't tell you to find a girl, I just..."

He was speechless because Cold Blood was staring at him.

Even at this moment, he couldn't help but think, He Jiuli wouldn't like him coming to this kind of place, if she found out, she would definitely be sad...

But he immediately began to hate himself for not being able to live up to his expectations. Why did he still think about her timidly when the other party was so heartless!

Leng Xue took a deep breath, and suddenly strode into Chunfeng Pavilion.

Several girls immediately surrounded him with coquettish smiles, one wanted to hold Leng Xue's hand, one wanted to pour wine for Leng Xue, and the other threw her handkerchief on Leng Xue's face with a chuckle.

Leng Xue tilted his head and hid the veil. The fragrance of the powder here is too strong? The strong orchid smell makes the nose a little itchy. With a wave of his hand, he waved away the girl who was holding his hand. As soon as he lifted his foot, he avoided the girl who was about to pour wine for him.

He looked at everything here coldly.

The three girls only thought he was a strange person, and none of them had a very good complexion. They had a spoiled temper, their eyes were red, and their almond eyes looked at the cold blood as if they were about to cry.

Cold-blooded and loudly said: "Bring the wine! I want the best wine!"

Zhui Ming sighed behind him.

The wine came out quickly, and it was the best daughter red, served in a silver flagon. Cold-blooded, who didn't understand fine wine, he opened the flagon and drank the wine from the spout.

The wine is hot, but also warm.

From the mouth to the esophagus, he just felt that everything was hot. As his stomach was filled with wine, he suddenly felt his brain was a little bit floating, and his head seemed to become dull suddenly, making it difficult to think, but He Jiuli... He Jiuli The words he said stabbed into his dull brain one by one, making his heart ache.

Didn't drink enough?thought in cold blood.

He turned around and shouted at Xiaoer, "Come again!"

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