Young man, rich and easy to talk

Tang Wuming knew that if he wanted to be perfect, he had to be believed to be true, and it was best to be the one who couldn't recover for several days.

Tang Wuming is one of the most proud disciples of Wanshengtang, and the people he has dealt with under him are all very hearty, and the hall master often brings them to the weekly meeting to give a speech.

After so many years of being together, Tang Wuming has never missed a move, everything will happen when things happen, and with a wave of his sleeves after the thing is done, he will not take away a cloud, but only leave a good story.

At least, this good story has not been broken before meeting Qin Xichao.

Tang Wuming flew across the forest, flicked the package on his back with his backhand, took out a long machine bag, and played with it a few times.

In his hand, the dark pattern machine turned rapidly, and with a few clicks, it became a spring light crossbow. The short fine steel crossbow arrows had been placed in the arrow slots, and could give the person behind him a heart-warming blow at any time.

Tang Wuming turned his head and glanced, the swaying white figure that was not far or near was not that Young Master Qin just now!Even though the night was deep and the road was far away, he could still see a long sword drawn from the sheath in the man's hand.

Zhuangzhu Qin really knows the true meaning of punishing people better than him. He let him go with a look of indifference, and then chased him out with a sharp sword. What a hypocrite, what a villain.

The moonlit night deepened in the woods, Tang Wuming's feet were a little weak, and many branches were broken by him. In vain, he can be called the best light kung fu figure in the school, but his inner strength is not deep enough, and his endurance is not enough. After only running for an hour, I felt overwhelmed.

What the hell, I've been chasing him for an hour on a hot day, why are you so persistent!Didn't he just play a prank on him, and he wasn't scared at all, so it's necessary to pursue him so closely.

Tang Wuming turned his head to measure a few times, got the distance right, the fine steel arrow on the crossbow was fastened to the string, wiped the sweat from his palms on his clothes, and hooked his fingers on the spring to get ready.

Just as he turned around a thick sycamore tree, Tang Wuming's foot suddenly stopped, he turned around and shot out a few crossbow arrows.

Qin Xi turned slightly sideways, raised his sword and slashed to block it. Taking advantage of Tang Wuming's empty opportunity to set the arrow again, he flashed behind him with a few turns, "Still running?"

Hearing the sound was very close, Tang Wuming's action of setting the arrow froze, and when he turned his head, he saw a white light flashing in front of his eyes, and the vertical stripes of the sword blade were drawn down from the top of his forehead. Tang Wuming was so scared that he closed his eyes to hide, and the short arrow in his hand also shot away. It scatter all over the place.

Hearing a clang, Tang Wuming closed his eyes tightly and did not dare to open them. It's over, it's over, this movement must not even cut open the bones. It was split in half by the naked strip.

The sword energy shook him back several steps, and he didn't stabilize his feet until he reached the sycamore wood behind him.

After waiting for a long time, there was no pain that should have come, Tang Wuming suddenly opened his eyes and touched his face, shit, mask!The face is still there, but the mask is shattered into slag, now it's all right, if you are seen, you can only fight to the death.

Tang Wuming immediately raised his sleeve to cover it, hoping that it would be too dark and Qin Xichao could not see clearly.

Qin Xizhao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly swung his sword, flying into the tree trunk next to Tang Wuming's neck, and then approached him step by step, gradually smiling meaningfully.

Tang Wuming panicked when he was watched, looked around the route, and was about to run away as soon as he moved his feet.

The owner of Qin Zhuang seemed to have seen through his movements at a glance. Tang Wuming had just turned around when Qin Xichao grabbed his shoulders and pinned him to the tree trunk.

Naturally, Tang Wuming refused to sit still, and it was inevitable that he would have to struggle a bit. Qin Xichao directly cut his arm behind his back, stuck it up with him, and asked him in a low voice, "Do you know Tang Mu?"

Tang Wuming's face was pressed against the rough bark, and it was painful, let alone being able to open his mouth to answer any questions.

Qin Xi uttered an apologetic voice, turned him over and continued to lean on him slightly apologetically, and very intimately gathered a strand of hair that was covering his eyes behind his ears, then opened his eyes and waited for his answer.

The face-to-face posture is even more embarrassing, Tang Wuming looked at the face so close, and couldn't help turning his head to the side.

Qin Xichao saw his eyes wandering all over the place, but she refused to look directly at her, raised her hand to pinch his chin, and asked him in a deeper tone, "Do you know Tang Mu?"

"No... I don't know," Tang Wuming could only answer honestly when his jaw was clenched, "I didn't take his order."

Qin Xichao said a little lonely, "Of course you didn't take it, this person died a long time ago."

Tang Wuming gave him a blank look, since he knew that the man was dead long ago, why did he ask him why, it was not because he was sincerely trying to make trouble with him.

"Qin Shaoxia, Qin Zhuangzhu, if you have nothing to do, can you let me go? I have to go back to my life." With his own strength, he couldn't beat him again and again, Tang Wuming begged for mercy.

Dignity is nothing compared to money, life and integrity.Tang Wuming comforted himself in this way.

It can be seen that the owner of Qin Zhuang frowned, very dissatisfied, and his face moved a little closer.

With his back against the thick tree trunk, the rough bark pressed against the skin under the thin shirt, hot sweat dripped from Tang Wuming's forehead, and his two black eyes stared at the man in front of him in embarrassment.

"Go back?" Qin Xi smiled and said, "Where are you going back? Didn't you just say you want to drink with me at night?"

"Ye drink a ball, you've seen all your face, it's time to drink poison!" Tang Wuming secretly moved his fingers in his sleeve, and a small sharp steel nail slipped into his hand.If he dared to get any closer, I would reward him with a piercing nail first, let him know well, and provoke Tang Wuming's fate.

It doesn't matter if the mission fails, who hasn't missed a time or two.But if he had known this before, besides the hidden weapons all over his body, he should have prepared more guns. At this time, he had to punch him in the face without saying a word!

The steel nail flew out of his hand and flew directly in front of Qin Xichao's eyes. The man turned his face away in a calm manner, and at the same time raised and grasped his hand, pressing Tang Wuming's arm to his side. This awkward man He grinned his teeth in pain.

Qin Xichao leaned against his cheek, staring straight into those eyes, with a hot breath on his face, "I have a way to keep you from being punished, would you like to listen?"

Tang Wuming was both surprised and happy, of course he wanted to listen, so he nodded several times.

Qin Xichao picked up a strand of his hair, put it in his hands to play with it ambiguously, and said in a frivolous tone, "I fell in love with you at first sight, as long as you agree to be with me for a long time, no one in the world would dare to touch my people in Fufeng Villa. "

This love at first sight is really inexplicable, Tang Wuming squeezed his eyes, "Master, take medicine quickly when you are sick, talking nonsense in the middle of the night is not good for your health."

"You don't believe it?" Qin Xichao said softly.

Tang Wuming pursed his lips and snorted.

Ghost letter!Whose love at first sight is the most worthless in the world, it should start with your owner Qin of Fufeng Mountain Villa; whoever can fall in love with three girls twice, it should be your owner Qin, okay?

Qin Xichao raised his hand and rubbed the corners of Tang Wuming's mouth, seeing that his face was stained with tomato juice and tile dust, dirty like a wild cat, so he took his white sleeve and carefully covered it for him. Wipe it clean, revealing that delicate face, with a low voice and a smile, "Why don't you believe it."

Tang Wuming couldn't hide, couldn't hide, his whole body was imprisoned between him and the tree trunk, and he couldn't escape. The man's sleeves were made of soft silk, which was more comfortable than the best soft towel Tang Wuming had ever used. It was stained with stains, but it was a pity that the clothes were worth a lot of money.

So Tang Wuming tugged at his sleeves, wiped his hands together without money, and stared, looking like "I believe you have ghosts, and if you lack love, go to the city and turn left to the brothel".

Qin Xi pinched his face with his fingers, the soft hand felt good, "Qin just likes your face, and you can't stop it at the first sight, so you don't think about it anymore?"

"My brain is sick..."

"300 taels." Before he finished uttering the words of illness, Qin Xichao whispered in his ear.

"..." Tang Wuming was overwhelmed by the white money. He only earned 50 taels this month after running and breaking his leg. After deducting the big head he handed in, he only made a net profit of 20 taels this month. He couldn't help but ask again. Repeatedly, "You, what did you say?"

"400 taels." Qin Xichao added another count with a smile, shaking four fingers in front of his eyes, "How about buying you a mission?"

when!Dangdang!

Tang Wuming only felt that a small scale in his heart was being pounded by the bright silver, and even Qin Xichao's face was written with big silver numbers in his eyes, although he still thought of you as a little girl Well, 400 taels can buy me for one night?

It's a pity that his mouth was very disappointing, he blinked his eyes twice, and asked with a smile, "From, from how long?"

Qin Xi said, "It depends on your performance. The owner of the village may be happy to see it, and he will add more money."

The abacus in Tang Wuming's heart was crackling, he still knew what his face looked like, whether he was handsome or not, girls didn't like to look at him, so it was really worth 400 taels.

Staring at Qin Xi suspiciously, he said, "You...you're not going to punish me, let me tell you, it's my bad luck to fail the mission and fall into your hands. You should beat me up."

Qin Xichao is worthy of being the son of everyone, the lord of a village, the smile on his face is not to mention how gentle, "I won't beat you, but I don't want to beat you. What if I break my face?"

Well, the handsome and handsome Qin Zhuangzhu, who dares to choose one in a million, has a unique taste and loves strange things, so he likes Tang Wuming's popular face that can't be picked up in the crowd.

Is he lucky or unlucky to meet such a local tyrant?

Before Tang Wuming had time to think about this philosophical question, he saw Qin Xichao take out a purse from his bosom. The light pink brocade material was embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks playing in the water. It was heavy and he didn't know what was inside.

Qin Xichao deliberately shook the brocade bag, and there was a jingle inside, Tang Wuming was familiar with the sound, jade, emerald, and agate can only be so crisp when they are knocked out.

But he took out several meanings of this thing.

"You promise me, these are all yours." Qin Xichao explained.

Tang Wuming half-pushed and took the bag of things. Although he doubted someone's motives, he still couldn't bear to be curious. He pulled the rope and took it apart to have a look. It's the same thing to agree or not. There is still the right to be addicted.

As soon as the rope was loosened, a puff of white smoke rushed towards his face.

Now Tang Wuming didn't have to think about whether he was lucky to meet a local tyrant, he just had time to raise his head and glared at Qin Xi with what he thought was the most stern look.

"*...scattered...you are playing...yin..."

After the last few words, he couldn't straighten his tongue, Tang Wuming only saw the shadow of someone covering his nose with his sleeve, smiling, stretching out his hand to him slowly, and then fainted as soon as his eyes darkened.