The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

Facing the warm and soft lips that were gradually approaching, Ying Shiyi raised his hand to resist, and carefully pushed the male pet away.

When the candles were extinguished, Ying 11's young face showed inexplicable vicissitudes. He raised his head and looked up for a long time, then looked down at Mr. Geng. Through the railing that smelled of rust and blood, the delicate eyes of this male pet flashed With a somewhat pitiful light.

But this man who is a plaything reveals danger signals all the time, which is both dangerous and charming.

Ying Shiyi closed his eyes, stretched out his hand through the railing, pinched the male pet's sharp jaw, and then slowly moved his head closer. Young Master Geng could even smell the young and beautiful breath of this man, subconsciously helpless smiled.

"It would be nice to meet you sooner..."

It was futile to say such words, but Mr. Geng still said it, not knowing whether it was true or false, Ying Eleven chose to ignore it.

Then, when the foreheads touched each other, Ying Shixi felt the wetness of blood on his forehead, and the smell of sex in his nose, and these were the traces left by other men.

"Ah Geng." Ying Eleven spoke with some difficulty, pretending to smile relaxedly, and said, "Do you want to leave?"

Mr. Geng frowned and said with a smile: "I just want you to hug me."

Ying Eleven nodded feebly, then took a few steps back, and took out the key in his arms. With the clear sound of unlocking, the barrier between them was broken, and an imperceptible smile crossed the corner of the male pet's mouth, a smile of victory meaning.

But he still had that pitiful expression on his face, and there were some tears in the corners of his eyes.

Then, Ying Shixi walked in front of him. At first, Mr. Geng thought he would hug him, but this young man just stroked his blood-stained hair, and then the sound of the sword being unsheathed sounded.

All this happened so suddenly, before the arsenopyrite hidden between Mr. Geng's fingers showed up, the sound of flesh and blood being broken followed, and of course, there was also the spout of bright red liquid, the boy's pupils couldn't help but dilate, He was a little at a loss looking at the sudden change in front of him.

The sword that was originally used to protect the Patriarch pierced Ying Eleven's chest. The man didn't let out much energy when he fell down, and Mr. Geng's hands and feet became cold at some point.

"Small, eleven..." The male pet's thoughts became confused, he looked down at the man who was soon out of breath, and then he choked up a little.

"You must repay your kindness, and your kindness must be repaid." He covered the corner of his mouth and said softly.

This sentence was once said by Shadow Eleven.

He remembered the day when he first met, the little shadow guard was standing behind Murong Chengshuang, that day was the first day he had sneaked into Wanjin Villa as Shen Youlian's underling, after his spare time, he teased the man why he was working with Murong , the man thought for a while and said, "Repay the favor."

"Then you will be with your Patriarch for the rest of your life? What if you marry a wife in the future? En?" He teased the man and joked.

The little shadow guard thought about it seriously for a while, and then said, "Don't let her down..."

At that time, he still laughed at the man and said, how can there be such a greedy person, but now, this man has used his own life to explain how to get the best of both worlds.

Mr. Geng also thought that if he was not only infatuated with the dangerous aura of the same kind on Murong Chengshuang... If he had also noticed the purity and enthusiasm in Ying Shiyi's eyes, maybe they would have left this world now and stayed together to whiteheads.

But after all, this is a beautiful assumption, even now, he is still not Aiying Eleven.

But he still cried for this man.

Lifting up his somewhat stained sleeve, Mr. Geng quickly wiped off the water marks, and then quickly took off the clothes on the uncooled corpse.He dealt with the blood hastily, and then put on the mask around Ying Eleven's waist, looking just like any loyal family dog ​​in Wanjin Villa.

Mr. Geng quickly left the dark place and never looked back.

at the same time.In Murong Chengshuang's beloved secret room, Dongfang Bubai saw the novelty introduced from the foreign domain.

Or can this kind of thing be called a person?

In front of him, a man tied to the wall had a blue-gray complexion, with burn marks on his face, which resembled a weird totem, or a tattoo. Obviously, this bound man was very tired, but once When he awakens, he is the terrible destroyer.

"Is this what our pavilion master ordered?" Dongfang Bubai lightly opened his thin lips, smiled, brushed his fingertips over the man's skin, and a strange feeling arose.

Murong Cheng smiled without saying a word, his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles.

Apart from being a little stunned, Dongfang Bubai soon realized a more important piece of information, that is: Shui Renmiao definitely had something to do with this matter, so his friendship with Shen Youlian was also a lie!

This kind of immortal person is exactly the same as the monster concocted by the secret technique of Shui Renmiao's hometown.

Sure enough, he is worthy of being the lord of the masked city. How many people have been deceived by an innocent and righteous face? Even a shrewd person like Shen Youlian who pretends to be weak has been fooled. A disguise that no one can really see through.

So, it's not Zhu Mingsen who is going to put Wulin League to death this time...it's Shui Renmiao, or, the two hit it off with their own goals.

So what about Murong Chengshuang, how does he explain it, and what does he want to do, other than to show his face and cause trouble, what is the reason why he is an enemy of the Wulin League...

Dongfang Bubai sneered twice, turned his head to look at Murong Chengshuang, and said, "Thank you for your trust, allowing me to see such a rare thing."

"Little Dongfang," Murong Chengshuang laughed happily, and said, "To tell you the truth, I don't trust you, besides me, even Zhu Mingsen doesn't trust you either... Do you know, or don't you know?"

Dongfang Bubai frowned, and said: "The owner of the villa said that, isn't he planning to let me go?"

"Haha," Murong Chengshuang laughed flamboyantly, his peach eyes sparkled strangely, and said, "Since Zhu Mingsen is willing to let you come, it means he is willing to let you die, you know?"

Dongfang Bubai sneered and said, "I'm afraid it's not that simple to kill me."

"The correspondence between you and Shen Youlian has long been known by Old Fox Zhu. Poor you foolishly still acting as your double-faced spy, but the chess is in the wrong place!" Murong Cheng smiled, and then a green man appeared from the corner of the room. The smoke gradually rises, making people dizzy and dizzy.

"Even if you have supernatural powers, you can't escape the net of heaven and earth. How does this smoke smell? There are still many in the Xiangge..." Murong Chengshuang said with a smile.

"I heard that you are somewhat similar to Zhu Mingsen's beloved, and he is reluctant to kill you himself, so...heh, I said, Xiao Dongfang, it's better not to be bullied by such a thing. In order to let you die without regret, I Or bring you here to open your eyes, you say, how can you thank me?"

Dongfang Bubai sneered in his heart, but he didn't show much surprise at this turn of events, secretly thinking in his heart, he didn't know who fell into whose trap, whether he lost or won, this moment is just the beginning.

Murong Chengshuang, how do you know this is not what I want?

Before the eyes completely darkened, apart from Murong Chengshuang's triumphant laughter, there was also a terrified cry from a distant place, "Fire, the fire is burning..."

……

It was clearly the end of spring, and the weather was supposed to be warm, but it was snowing lightly. Wu Ci'er stood by the window staring blankly at the snow falling from the sky, and couldn't help shivering.

In addition to the green python on his arm, there is also a short-legged snow-white kitten lying in his arms, which was sent from Murong last night. He quite likes this little thing, and Ah Qing seems to like it too... ...But it would be even better if Ah Qing could stop sticking out her tongue and drooling at the kitten.

"Hello," he frowned and snorted, motioning to the almost silent man in the corner.

"Is this really all right?" He asked.

"Are you referring to the guardian...Since he has gone, he has prepared himself and paved the way, so you don't have to worry."

"It's as if you know more about the East than I do," Wu Ci'er snorted again, feeling bored, rolled her eyes, and said, "I'm going to see Brother Zhao."

Lu Jia nodded and followed him quietly.

However, when passing by the small garden, there was a figure rushing out, Wu Ci'er was startled, before he could escape, he was protected by the silent Lu Jia in his arms, and the green python on his arm was a little dissatisfied With this strength, the red tongue was sticking out, and the kitten in his arms almost fell over.

As soon as he saw the person coming, he realized that this was another loyal underling of Dongfang, named Mu Yan.

The person who came was obviously a little impatient, and knelt down on the spot and said: "You deserve death for disturbing the young master..."

"What's the matter, so urgent." Wu Ci'er pushed Lu Jia away, a little sullen, and asked.

"The protector told me," Mu Yan swallowed his saliva and said, "Please go and hide, Young Master, Luo Shaoxia is outside the hall..."

"Tsk, why are you hiding?" the silent Lu Jia said, before he finished speaking, he found that the person in front of him had dropped his beloved pet at some point, and disappeared without a trace along the way.

"A Ci..." The man was impatient and couldn't help blurting out, and then chased after her.

Injustice.

On the other side, Luo Duanzhou shook his fan slightly, his face was still handsome and handsome, but he looked a little tired.

He knew that he was sorry for Wu Ci'er, but he also laughed to himself that his old friend would also be sorry for his sister-in-law now.

Thinking of this, he stepped into the door of the Xingran Pavilion, holding the pardon of the Wulin League in his hand, and said: "Don't stop me, I'm here to talk to Pavilion Master Zhu and Xing Hufa."

The author has something to say: This update is so late, I beg not to kill QWQ

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