Chang'an Intoxicated, A Chaos-Bringing Concubine

"Mr. Yangping, you," Lian Chengyi didn't dare to look at Xuancheng's hand, that day he saw the blade of the sword sawed through Xuancheng's palm like a sawtooth, blood gushed out instantly, they were all sword holders, Being injured is nothing, but not being injured on the battlefield, but being injured in some hatred disputes, this is nothing more than the most tragic thing.

But Xuancheng said to Lian Taiyi, "As long as you are fine, really, I don't want to see you get hurt again, you are such a kind person."

When Lian Chengyi saw Murong Yong standing behind him, his gentle smile suddenly sank, and he said coldly, "Go."

"Even the prefect."

"I'm no longer your prefect."

"Mr. Yang Ping, let him go. I think we are no longer the same way."

Xuancheng said to Murong Yong, "You go out first."

Murong Yong glanced at Lian Taiyi, he turned his back, Murong Yong couldn't see his face, finally he had to bow down and bow, and walked out.

Xuan Cheng said, "Actually, I can understand him. He is for you and for me."

Lian Taiyi said softly, "No matter what it is for, you shouldn't be unfaithful. He swore to be loyal to you and to me."

Mayor Xuan sighed, "Yes, even if there are thousands of reasons for being unfaithful, you can't ask for it."

"But, he is a member of the Murong clan after all, so he won't be with us after all, so that's fine."

Lian Taiyi said, "Do you know that he won't go back with us when he comes to Pingyang this time?"

Xuancheng wanted to deceive him, but he couldn't deny it anyway. Even for such a beautiful and kind person as Cheng Yi, he couldn't bear it, so he nodded.

Lian Chengyi trembled, Xuancheng immediately supported him, the moment the two touched, Xuancheng's heart tightened, but he still said, "That's it, everyone has everyone's ambition, Murong Yong he It should belong to Murong Chong, history is like this, I dare not, dare not rebel, you know? He does not belong to our Fu family."

Lian Chengyi's hand slowly slid across Xuancheng's cheek, stroking delicately, his eyes were gentle and suspicious, "Mr. Yang Ping, who are you?"

Xuancheng was afraid, he was afraid of what would happen to Fu Jian once Murong Yong voted for Fu Jian.

Xuancheng held his hand in the palm of his hand and covered it, "I am me, your Duke Yangping."

Xuancheng sees all the beauty in Lian Taiyi, he is different from Murong Chong, he is fire, Murong Chong is ice, even if he is innocent and miserable, but he will still laugh and rise like the sun, Murong Chong is Bing, he can't laugh, even though there are so many people who care about him, he still doesn't feel warm.

——Murong Chong seemed to be crazy, when he knew that Xuancheng had come to see Lian Chengyi, he rushed in angrily with a sharp sword in his hand.

"You, get out." He said coldly to Lian Taiyi.

Xuancheng protects Lian Chengyi. In the past, Lian Taiyi and Murong Yong always stood in front of him on the way, but now it's the other way around.

"Murong Chong, I've never played against you."

"Really? I can't bear it, right?" Murong Chong smiled coldly.

Xuancheng is no longer obsessed with Murong Chong's frowns and smiles, this cold and sinister wolf, after all, he is incompatible with Fu Shi.

Just when Murong Chong finished that sentence, the sword in his hand seemed to have eyes, and he stabbed straight at Lian Chengyi. Xuancheng stood in front of the sword, grabbing the blade with one hand, Murong Chong's eyes After hesitating for a while, taking advantage of the other party's distraction, Xuancheng quickly swiped his other hand straight towards Murong Chong's sword-holding wrist. In an instant, the sword had changed its master.

"Murong Chong, as I said, don't hurt me anymore, let alone anyone who hurt me."

Xuancheng knew that when Murong Chong was in the Qin Palace in the early years, he had colluded with the former palace people around him to trap Fu Jian in the Purple Palace, but his own martial arts was not good enough to assassinate Fu Jian, even if he drew his sword again and again to attack Xuan. The city faced each other, but they were resolved in the end, Xuancheng did not act impulsively on Murong.

"Murong Yong, kill them for me." At this moment, Murong Chong shouted angrily, suddenly a person flashed in from the window, his figure was extremely swift, Xuancheng only felt a gust of cold wind around him, and his wrist slapped With a dull pain, the sword was snatched away.

"Murong Yong, don't kill him." Xuancheng shouted.

But it was too late, when Xuancheng shouted, the sword in Murong Yong's hand had pierced Lian Chengyi's body behind him, Xuancheng's eyes widened, he would never have thought that Lian Chengyi couldn't defend against Murong Yong, even though he had betrayed them.

Lian Taiyi didn't make a sound, his eyes were full of despair, Xuancheng caught his sliding body, "You, you..."

"Murong Yong, why are you still standing there, kill him." Murong Chong said sharply.

Xuan Cheng stood up slowly, he approached Murong Chong, step by step, his eyes were calm and natural, at the moment Murong Chong hesitated a little, a round of slaps came over, so loud, like a silent There was a thunder in the night.

No one in the room reacted, even Murong Chong himself couldn't imagine, what appeared in his eyes was shock.

He couldn't imagine.

He acted recklessly and pointed his sword at this man many times.

He has nothing to fear, because he knows that they have feelings, and he can do whatever he wants.

Xuancheng's hands trembled, it was the first time he was so cruel to Murong Chong.

Even though he is not Fu Rong himself, he sympathizes with Murong Chong. His life is tragic, and he can't do anything to such a poor person.

Can……

"Murong Chong, please remember, from now on, my Fu clan will be at odds with you, and there will be no more kindness."

However, the next moment, Xuancheng paid the price for this unfeeling words, because Murong Chong's femme fatale will not be awakened by a slap in the face, but will only make him hate him more, so he stroked Wei Wei's hair with his hand. With a hot face and a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, okay..."

The door was knocked open with a bang, and it was Duan Suihe and Han Yan who came in. They were holding long swords in their hands, and Han Yan was still holding a pot of wine in his hand, so like a free and easy swordsman walking in the rivers and lakes with a sword.

The two rushed up without waiting for Murong Chong's instructions, Duan Suifei kicked up hard, Xuancheng's legs softened, and he knelt down, his eyes were burning with fire, Han Yan held down He, Duan Suidao, "This is a strong horse, we need strong wine."

Murong Chong said contemptuously, "Alright, let's use spirits, it's a good thing, it's the best way to enjoy yourself."

Xuancheng already had injuries on his hands, and Duan Sui and Han Yan trapped him together, and they couldn't break free. Murong Chong held the jug handed over by Han Yan in his hand, and said with a playful smile, "My Lord Yang Ping, You can't drink alcohol? Well, I'll add something good for you. This is my favorite good thing on weekdays. They have all drank it. It was originally used for us tonight. Today I will be generous and give it all to you is you."

Xuancheng's cold eyes shot over, Murong Chong was suddenly furious, and poured up the pot of wine in his hand like crazy, Xuancheng was choking and coughing continuously, the wine was indeed very spicy and painful.

Liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth, Murong Chong kissed it with a smile, and licked the corner of his mouth playfully, "It's strong enough, drag him back to me."

Xuancheng's mind was already groggy at the moment, he was not good at drinking alcohol, let alone being treated so roughly by spirits, his vision became blurred, but his body seemed to heat up.

When he was dragged back to the room by the two of them and fell heavily on the ground, it seemed that a fire was burning in his body. Along with the flames, there was also an unknown itching, like being bitten by a mosquito in a summer night. It looks like there are thousands of holes.

Xuancheng panicked for a moment, he slapped Murong Chong, it was the first time he slapped that person, Murong Chong always takes revenge, Han Yanduan, who just rushed in from the outside, seemed to be ready Now, there is no Yaxing in the mansion to drink and drink with a sword, it doesn't seem like a temporary preparation, Murong Chong knew that he was not good at drinking, so it was impossible for him to plan to play tricks on him after he had done something to him.

Unless, he has long wanted to do this.

Alcohol is not a good thing, as Fu Jian once said, it will cause trouble.

Xuancheng thought, maybe, it's not a matter of mistake this time.

Before he could make a clear analysis, Murong Chong had already entered. His tall figure blocked all the dazzling light in the room. He was dressed in black and had black hair. His long hair fell to the ground, like a ghost. Every time he took a step forward, Xuan The heart of the city trembled.

Murong Chong is really crazy.

He killed the person he liked, and he further expanded the hatred between himself and him, and there was no day of healing.

Xuancheng's body suddenly became weak. He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't stand still after trying several times. He grabbed the floor with trembling hands and tried to stand up, but finally fell down in embarrassment. .

"Murong Chong, you..."

"Me, what am I? My Lord Yang Ping, I gave you something to drink." Murong Chong slowly took off the black robe on his body, with a white underclothes underneath, "You stare at me like that? Look at me, it’s not good, don’t let your imagination run wild.”

He lifted up the long hair on his chest, played with it in his hand, and then touched the hair in his hand. As soon as Xuancheng's body touched it, he felt as if his whole body was stimulated by something, and it was unbearably itchy. , Xuancheng seemed to understand something.

"This is a good thing that I usually enjoy, Mr. Yang Ping, you should try it, abstinence is not a good thing." He stretched out his hand and grabbed Xuancheng's wrist.

"When I'm under him, I often use this kind of thing for fun. Do you know how perverted he is? I can't refuse. Why does his pervert pull me up, your brother, ah."

"You, let go." Xuancheng struggled a bit, but his hands were too strong.

"Okay, as long as you push me away, I will let go."

After all, he relaxed a little, but Xuancheng's whole body seemed to be scattered, and he couldn't use any strength for a while, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free from his arm.

Murong Chong snorted coldly, flung his hands abruptly, and then leaned forward. His body was so heavy, Xuancheng had the illusion that his body seemed to have experienced such a situation before. He couldn't breathe from the cover on his body, and it could even suffocate him to death in an instant. The breath of the night was so familiar.

But his body told him that the man was not Murong Chong.

Because he has never had close contact with Murong Chong.

"Murong Chong, are you crazy? Are you looking for death?...I am Fu Jian's younger brother, you can't overwhelm him,...do you want to overwhelm his younger brother to satisfy your perverted revenge psychology? Even if you overwhelm me, so what , don’t try to overwhelm him for the rest of your life, he is your only master...you will always be a child molester.”

The words that Xuancheng scolded while panting eagerly stimulated Murong Chong's nerves, his eyes suddenly turned red, his face became paler, the veins on his forehead popped up, he grabbed Xuancheng's collar and tore it open with a loud bang. , "What about the fierce horse, I have trained horses and people, you are right, I just want to overwhelm you to revenge him, what a pity, who made you his younger brother? I am a child molester, What is the person who was raped by a child? Ah,..."

Author’s gossip: Well, Murong Fu’s upper body, the people of the Murong family are more and more like Murong Fu, it’s his ancestors, oh, I can’t control my hand to abuse my Chong’er, I just blame him for the last The big general attack that forced me to death, woo woo woo! !