Doe

As soon as he said this, the faces of the people in the seat were all ugly.

This guy is obviously trying to get rid of the entanglement, deliberately calling himself Duanxiu.Baili Jueming before his death was even more defiant than Baili Jueming is now. His eyes clearly read "Where is the dirty thing, stay away from me", which makes people angry at the sight of it.

Xie Cenguan covered his mouth and sighed: "Senior, it seems that you didn't have many friends in your lifetime."

Pei Zhen glanced at him lightly, and Xie Cenguan quickly made a gesture to seal his mouth.

Pei Zhen didn't tell Shizun that he was not the real Baili Jueming. Shizun lost the memory of his life, and always felt that there was something strange. Maybe it was not a good choice to tell Shizun the truth.Pei Zhen looked at the master, this guy frowned when he saw the former Baili Jueming, he didn't know what he was thinking.Turning his gaze to the gentleman in Tsing Yi, this man has gentle eyebrows, a calm demeanor, and a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth. He seems to be much easier to get along with than his younger brother.Pei Zhen found it interesting, it seems that Bailidu, the man in green, was when Grandpa Wudu was young.

Bailidu came out to smooth things over, "My younger brother is young and doesn't speak carefully, so I hope you can take care of me." He spoke his words with ease, and it was clear that he was helping his arrogant younger brother to clean up the mess.

The patriarch also spoke for them, "Mr. Erlang has such a temper, so don't make fun of him anymore. Mr. Erlang seems to be unreasonable, but his medical skills are first-class. Thanks to him, the 30-year-old wind disease was cured. Get well."

With the support of the patriarch, the guests below naturally had nothing to say, and the conversation turned back to the coming-of-age ceremony of Ban Zhali.The two brothers from Baili's family sat down in the corner, no one cared.Baili Jueming sat on the top of the steps, crossed his arms and looked at them from a distance without saying a word.Bailidu in Tsing Yi has a gentle temper and is happy with the situation.His younger brother was not at all like him, and he was out of tune with Marsang's banquet. Even if he had no expression, he could see the impatience in this guy's brow.

The two brothers sat in the far corner of the scripture hall, behind them was an altar covered with a red cloth.Baili Jueming suddenly caught a glimpse of a lotus-white hand sticking out from behind the red cloth hanging from the edge of the table.That hand was as white as snow, and its bones were slender. It looked like a woman's hand.That hand poked the back of the young man in black, but the young man didn't respond. The hand persisted and poked a few more times. The young man finally seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. He took a plate of roast chicken and quietly handed it under the altar.

After a while, a plate of bones was handed out under the red cloth, and the young man put the bones back into the case with a blank expression.The people under the table didn't seem to be enjoying themselves, and poked the young man again.The young man frowned and looked back, and handed her food several times.The two brothers didn't move a single chopstick for the delicacies on the table, and they were eaten up by the person under the table.The third time he was harassed, the young man made up his mind to ignore her.The hand stayed in the air for a long while, as if getting angry from embarrassment, it ruthlessly twisted the young man's buttocks.

Baili Jueming saw the young man in Xuanyi's face turn black inch by inch.

The young man stood up, saluted and said, "I'm too strong to drink, so I'll take my leave first."

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.

Knowing that this person has a bad temper, the patriarch doesn't care, and the other guests complained a few times.Anyway, they are people from the Central Plains, who will return to the Central Plains after staying in Masang for a while, so it has nothing to do with them.Bailidu was quite helpless, taking advantage of no one's attention, he leaned down slightly and said a few words softly.

His voice was so soft that no one could hear him, only Baili Jueming, who was a bystander, stared at his mouth without blinking.

What he said was:

"Alanna, don't mess around."

At that moment, Baili Jueming's breath suffocated.

The stealing woman under the table is Alan?

It seemed that all the dancing girls and guests were far away from him, and only the red cloth on the table remained in sight.He walked to the side of the altar, but the hand underneath did not stretch out again, she seemed to listen to Baili Du's words very much, and obediently stopped messing around.Baili Jueming squatted down, and hesitantly lifted the red cloth.There was nothing under the altar, nothing.What Banjali did not see, they could not see either.Even knowing this, he still couldn't help but lift the red cloth, he really wanted to see what the female ghost who persevered behind him looked like before she was alive.

What is the relationship between them?

The singing and dancing in the hall stopped, and a slave held a feathered arrow and offered it to the patriarch.

"This is the gentleman who won the arrow today." The slave whispered.

The patriarch's wife looked at the feather arrow, her eyes passed the name engraved on the end of the feather arrow, her red lips curled up, and she said with a smile: "It's this kid again, every time he competes with arrows in the village, he always wins. I heard that he followed the rider last year. Go out to fight and clear the ghost domain behind the Wangzhai. Although he was born as a slave, he is quite capable. Why don't you give him the grace to serve the princess for an adult."

Ban Zheli lowered her eyes and smiled, hiding the sharpness in her eyes, "Gu has just given an order to choose a bed servant from the boys in line. Madam Zhu wants to tell Gu to break his promise?"

"How can those sons be worthy of Ma Sang's eldest daughter?" Mrs. Zhu asked the patriarch, "My lord, what do you think?"

"Ban Zhali, your mother's kind intentions." The patriarch's expression was displeased, "I will call my mother in the future, your biological mother died young, if not for Azhu, why would you be here today? You have grown up, you need to understand the general situation."

Ban Zhali was as good as others, "What the king said is that Ban Zhali thanked mother."

Xie Cenguan looked at it from the side, his tongue twitching, "In a small place, people are divided into different classes, and it's really not easy to live if you have to fight for power like this."

Pei Zhen was used to this scene, he dusted off his clothes and said, "Isn't Jiangzuo like this, and its territory is much larger than Masang?"

Back then, the Jiangzuo Gaomen fought for the Pure Yin Furnace, and their faces were a hundred times uglier than these people.Pei Zhen remembered the past, his expression was indifferent, and he didn't say any more.

After looking at it this way, he probably knew about Marsang's situation.Masang enclosure is a country, independent in the southwest of the Central Plains.A clan is a country, and the head of the clan is the king of Masang, whose name is not yet known.This Mrs. Zhu is probably a noble concubine or a princess.Looking at this young face, she should be about the same age as Banjali.Banjali is the princess of Marsang, and she seems to be at odds with Mrs. Zhu, and their words are full of swords and gunpowder.In all likelihood, Mrs. Zhu had a child who was Panjali's younger brother or sister.From this point of view, it seems that Princess Marsang can also compete for the seat of the king.

It's just that it's been so long since I haven't seen Mu Zhishen, and I don't know who he has become the incarnation of a psychic medium.

"Hey, girl Qiu," Xie Cenguan waved desperately in front of Ban Zheli, "Can you see me?"

Yu Tingqiu didn't want to talk to him, and couldn't talk to him either.Her body seemed to be bound by many invisible threads, and she couldn't control her every move. She felt like a marionette.A steady stream of memories that did not belong to her flowed into her chest, and a very strange feeling enveloped her.Ever since she was cut off by Pei Zhen, she hasn't felt such ups and downs for a long time.She could clearly feel Banjali's emotions and thoughts. This woman was drinking and eating meat with a smile, but deep anger was buried in her heart.She is a woman who hides a tiger in her heart, even though her appearance is as beautiful as a rose.

After the banquet, Ban Zhali walked out of the porch, Yu Tingqiu wandered in the Wangzhai with her footsteps, and the three idiot men followed behind her.The setting sun completely submerged the lush blue distant mountains, Ban Zili hesitated for a long time in front of the wooden door, and finally pushed the door open.The room was full of red silk, which was clearly a coming-of-age ceremony, but it was decorated like a big wedding.A tall and straight man wearing a golden mask sat in the middle of the red bed.Yu Tingqiu knew that this person was called "Jia Lin", Ma Sang's most powerful archer, with a hundred hits.He is the son of a slave downstairs. His father made silverware for Banjali's father, and his mother sewed new clothes for Mrs. Zhu. He was a follower of Banjali when he was young, playing with Banjali and riding a horse for Banjali. .

He was sent by Mrs. Zhu, and Yu Tingqiu knew that his status was not good, so it was probably Mrs. Zhu's ear who sent him to Ban Zhali's room.Banjali has complicated feelings for him, and she doesn't want him here.

Banjali moved a chair and sat down opposite Kalin.The man was silent, as quiet as a beautiful doll.

The wild thrush was calling outside the window, and Ban Zhali caught a glimpse of Mrs. Zhu's slave quietly hiding under the window outside.Yu Tingqiu felt the disgust in her heart. Mrs. Zhu expected her to indulge in Jialin's beauty, and even sent someone to monitor Ban Zhaili's reaction to Jialin.

"Take off the mask." Banjali said.

The man untied the tied ribbon, the golden mask was removed, and the candlelight dripped onto his angular cheeks.Iron-gray eyes lowered, suppressing all emotions.Xie Cenguan and Baili Jueming, who were on the sidelines, gasped. Mu Zhishen became Jia Lin's psychic.

Yu Tingqiu's mind went blank for a moment, Jia Lin and Mu Zhishen were very similar, unsmiling, not talkative, like a shadow.Mu Zhishen must have seen her too, she didn't know what Mu Zhishen was thinking, she felt a little flustered.

Banjali pulled out a long golden sheathed knife, raised his chin with the point of the knife, and forced him to look at her.

"It's grown," Banjali commented, "You looked like a skinny monkey when you were young."

Jialin lowered her eyes and said nothing.

Banzhali rubbed her chin and looked at him for a while, then said, "Since you're here, let's take it off."

There was a moment of silence in the air, and Jia Lin stood up silently, undressing.From Bunjali's perspective, the crimson robe was taken off his body, revealing his firm shoulders and chest, muscles tensed and undulating, and every texture contained strength.He took off the clothes on his upper body, revealing the scars on his chest and waist.Some are old and pale as water stains, and some were newly added not long ago, and have a rather hideous taste.Half of these scars come from bullying by others when they were young, and half from the ghost domain battlefield.He is Marsang's slave and Marsang's warrior. When there are evil spirits and foreign enemies invading, he is the vanguard to guard Marsang.

Yu Tingqiu felt that Pan Zheli's heart was surging, the tiger gasped sharply, and was about to rush out of the cage.The blood is alive, and the vessels in the whole body are agitating.Pei Zhen made her cut off her passion and desire. After so long, she finally felt the desire of mortals again.Ban Zhali longed for Jia Lin, Yu Tingqiu almost thought it was her own desire.She also gradually became excited, and this desire, which she hadn't seen for a long time, made her blood beat.

But Ban Zhali looked at it for a while, and said, "It's ugly and boring."

Jialin's face turned pale for a moment, and the air became even more silent.

He lowered his eyes and said, "I'm sorry."

What she said was still embarrassing, "How dare Gu dare to disobey my mother's kind intentions?" Ban Zhali played with a knife and slowed down her tone, "Jia Lin, when Gu said "Take off", it means to take off naked."

Yu Tingqiu: "..."

Baili Jueming: "..."

Xie Cenguan: "..."

Only Pei Zhentai's expression did not change in front of the landslide, and his expression was at ease.

Jia Lin remained silent and continued silently.The plain white silk trousers fell down to the knees, sliding down his calves like running water, and he was completely naked.

Baili Jueming never expected this to happen, and it was shocking to see that Wudu and him in life didn't make such a move.He stayed where he was, dumbfounded.Pei Zhen covered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Don't look at other people's bodies."

Yu Tingqiu was also completely dumbfounded, the body in front of him was not only Jia Lin's body, but also Mu Zhishen's body.The eldest son of the Mu family in Xunzhou, the top rank of the sect, stood naked in front of her.Evil ghost totems are all over his chest and back, and the ferocious ghost head bared its fangs.Everything happened so fast that she didn't even have time to react.

But...she felt Bunjali's passionate heart, and even brought herself to the cusp of desire.

Maybe, give it a try.

"If you are so lonely in serving, Gu will allow you to be a servant serving the towel." The princess stood up and faced him face to face, "Now, take off the clothes for Gu."