The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

It's night, an inn.The moon was in the middle of the sky, bright and gentle, it was supposed to be a moment of silence, the sharp and vicious sound of whipping fell like a gust of wind, hitting the tough flesh with a whistling sound, the thin scales dipped in chili oil sank deep into the naked body. Physically, the man gritted his teeth in pain, but didn't make a sound.

"You're ashamed of me! I'm telling you to be ineffective! Useless!" Murong Cheng held the handle of the whip in both hands, blood flashed in his beautiful eyes, he put his foot on the scarred back, and then there was another burst of slick waving whip.

Blue veins appeared on the corners of Ying Yi's forehead, salty sweat came out all over his body, and those slightly broken wounds hurt like flesh, he knelt down like a cow, and continued to bear the master's beating, "Forgive me for my incompetence! Please... Master punishes severely!"

Mr. Murong's dexterous wrist twitched for a while again. He was dressed in a bathed and washed snow suit with beautiful gold embroidery, and the belt danced like snow. When he waved the whip, he brought up a fierce wind, really graceful, Swim like a white flood dragon.It's a pity that his pair of peach blossom eyes were covered with a blood-colored strange light at this moment, looking like a bloodthirsty Rakshasa!

"Punishment? Even if I beat you to death right now, you won't be able to avenge me!" Murong Cheng snorted coldly, put away his whip, lightened his white shoes, immediately moved to the side of the bed and sat down, closing his eyes as if he was adjusting his breath.

"You idiot don't get over here yet!" He said impatiently, pointing to his sore shoulders at the same time.

Hearing this, the fallen shadow didn't care about being naked and crawled up to Murong Chengshuang. He swallowed a mouthful of blood, and clenched his calloused hands into fists obediently, to give his master a careful look. Hammer your shoulders.

"Let me ask you, is there any movement on the other side of Gu Loulin?"

"Back to the master, I went to check on Eleventh, and said that he has recently started making wine again."

"That's it, so his wine smells?"

"This... subordinates don't know."

His hands with creamy skin groped the spine and moved it up little by little, Ying Yi's voice became smaller and smaller, then he clenched his teeth and was pressed down on the bed by that Murong Chengshuang, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

It is said that the singing of birds makes people fall asleep, but this time when he woke up in the early morning in Zhaojiabao, Dongfang Bubai realized that this was true.

He got up early, and it was the moment when the mist dissipated. It can be said that the world is clear and calm, and there is a sense of freshness and tranquility, and the elegance of light and clear wind.But the oriole that was troubled by the branches stopped on a dew pear branch, chattering, disturbing people's dreams.

He had a splitting headache, turned over, and as soon as his toes touched the shoes and socks, he suddenly realized that he was in a strange place!Just as his brows were tightly furrowed, the carved elm door was pushed open from the outside.

A girl in Tsing Yi flashed in, she was fair-skinned, articulate, and had some cute freckles between her nose.Holding some dark washing utensils, she grinned brightly at Dongfang Bubai, "Young Master Dongfang, please wash up!"

Dongfang Bubai Fue asked: "Do you know where this is?"

The little girl smiled crisply and said: "This is Zhaojiabao, I am Zhao Jinhua, the girl sent by the young master to you, and I will serve you, my lord, from now on!"

"Wait a minute." Dongfang Bubai stretched out his hand, signaling the quick-talking girl not to continue, and asked again: "How did I get here?"

Zhao Jinhua rolled her eyes, recalled the scene of last night, and said, "Our young master brought you back in person! He even said that you will live here from now on!"

Of course, he omitted Mr. Zhao's beard that flew up in surprise and anger. At the same time, he secretly lamented that as a man, Dongfang Bubai has such a heavenly face, which makes people really envious.

Dongfang Bubai took a few deep breaths, and then let it out again. He felt refreshed, and he didn't feel the pain from yesterday, so he knew that someone must have healed his wounds.

Up to now, we can only see the tricks.

"My lord, please change your clothes." After Dongfang Bubai finished washing, Zhao Jinhua took out another set of blue clothes from the closet, and held it high in front of her chest.

Dongfang Bubai looked down at his dusty attire, although he doubted the source of the blue clothes in the closet, he still took it.

Then he nodded and returned a faint smile to Zhao Jinhua, which made the girl look dumbfounded, "It's good that you have nothing to do here, let's get back first." After speaking, the girl left with the washing utensils.

As soon as the little girl was sent away, Dongfang Bubai changed into the blue dress, sat alone in the room for a while, and then went out.

Coincidentally, just as he stepped out of the room, Zhao Nuanzhou stepped back into the courtyard, and then their eyes collided.

"Bao'er... Ah, Brother Bubai." The man pretended to cough lightly, to defuse the awkward atmosphere, and said, "Is Jinhua still smart?"

The morning man in front of him, with sleepy brows and eyes, is wearing a blue cloud-smoke shirt, which shows his slender and beautiful figure, and he is really glamorous and unparalleled.

"Very good, very good girl." Dongfang Bubai flatly praised, and then said: "Young Master Zhao, can you let me leave on my own?"

Hearing this, Zhao Nuanzhou's eyes showed some chills, and said: "Brother Bubai, you can stay here with peace of mind. If you insist on leaving, what will you do if that madman Murong finds you?"

Dongfang Bubai frowned and weighed the pros and cons of the man's words, and finally accepted the man's kindness, saying: "You think of me so much, although I am moved, I still can't fully trust you."

Zhao Nuanzhou thought for a moment, and said with guilt between his brows: "Because I saw your body, so..." The expression on Jun's face was solemn, serious.

"So, be responsible."

When Dongfang Bubai heard this, his throat was sweet and he was about to be killed by this anger, but bad things happened in pairs. A boy in a yellow shirt happened to be a swallow through the clouds, and fell between the two of them. He suddenly felt that he had heard something extraordinary. !

"What! Look at yourself!" The young man in yellow shirt widened his eyes and covered his mouth in astonishment, "Old Zhao!"

Zhao Nuanzhou was not surprised by the sudden appearance, but nodded heavily, and said, "Yes."

Dongfang Bubai probably has never met such a fool in his lifetime. This is not a hero. To put it mildly, he is clearly an innocent doll in a private school. To put it harshly, he is just stupid.

The young man in yellow shirt raised his head and laughed loudly, and said, "Unexpectedly, Lao Zhao, it turns out that you are so kind, no wonder I asked you and me to visit Miss Xianyin!"

This Xianyin girl is a prostitute whose beauty spreads far and wide, no matter how many people squeeze their heads, they can't see the beauty.

"What are you talking about!" Zhao Nuanzhou said angrily, "If you are so naughty, be careful I will inform your Wu Ci'er that he will tear your ears and soak them in medicinal wine!"

As soon as the young man in yellow shirt heard about his fierce little lover, he hurriedly shut up and calmed down.Dongfang Bubai glanced at him, and saw that this young man's appearance could be described as a tree facing the wind, with a temperament that is romantic but not obscene.

This young man in the yellow shirt is none other than an old friend of Zhao Nuanzhou's, named Luo Duanzhou, who is called "Picking Leaves and Flying Flowers No. 1" by people in the Jianghu.

One of the reasons for this is that it uses hidden weapons skillfully, and any young leaves or petals picked at will can be turned into excellent hidden weapons in the hands, cutting the throat and killing people instantly.

Second, this Luo Duanzhou was born romantic and charming, rich in wealth, and often misses the gentle hometown. It can be said that thousands of flowers pass through it, and if you don’t pick eight thousand flowers, you have to get a thousand flowers. There are so many beauties who have an ambiguous relationship with it Get up in a long line.

The so-called wicked will be punished by the wicked. The only homosexual in Luo Dunzhou is a fierce little Nanman.

Dongfang Bubai felt bored when he saw the two people reminiscing about the past before his eyes, and was about to leave with a flick of his sleeves, but Zhao Nuanzhou also grabbed the sleeves.The dark fragrance of Yingxiu rushed to Zhao Nuanzhou's nose.

It was a scent that was not self-sufficient, like a woman's fragrance, but it was weaker than it.

"Brother Bubai, it's early time, follow me to the dining room." Zhao Nuanzhou let go of his sleeve like a thorn in his hand, and remained calm on the surface.

Knowing the man's kindness, Dongfang Bubai nodded and followed behind him and Luo Duanzhou.

"Danzhou, you must have been kicked out of the house by Wu Ci'er yesterday." Zhao Nuanzhou patted the old friend on the shoulder, half teasing.

"Nonsense, nothing." Luo Dunzhou replied hastily.

"Heh, then why did you come to my place early in the morning for a meal?" Young master Zhao raised his eyebrows, he was familiar with Luo Duanzhou's romantic nature, and he was kicked out by that fierce lover.

The two people in front were chatting one after another, and a soft smile appeared on Zhao Nuanzhou's stern face. He inhaled lightly at the tip of his nose, as if reminiscing about the scent of his body before.It seemed that he was just adjusting his breath.