The priest is a loser

A chariot and horse of the same color as the night was driving on the road covered with dark night. Suddenly, a gust of night wind blew through the treetops, and the leaves clustered in whispers.I saw a black shadow flitting past the carriages and horses, and then saw the curtains of the carriages rising and falling slowly.

The old man driving raised his eyelids and waved the whip in his hand. The two horses neighed together, piercing the silent night.The shaft rolled up a trail of dust and smoke.

A man dressed in black pulled off the black scarf underneath, knelt down on one knee and presented a letter with both hands to the man in front of him with his eyes closed, and said in a deep voice, "Lord! This is a letter from home."

Qin Sheng opened his eyes, took the envelope with one hand, and the shadow guard immediately pulled out the dagger from his waist and handed it across.

He drew out the snow-white dagger blade, cut open the black to purple sealant with dragon pattern on the envelope, and inserted the dagger back into the shadow guard's sheath. The shadow guard put the dagger back on his waist, bowing his head respectfully waiting for instructions.

Qin Sheng casually glanced at the letter paper, and suddenly laughed.

The shadow guard immediately asked: "Does the landlord have any orders?"

Qin Sheng said slowly: "In the future, Fengyulou will be renamed Xunmilou."

The shadow guard was stunned for a moment, raised his head and saw Qin Sheng's gaze, and suddenly realized that the young master Qin Mi had disappeared again, so he hurriedly lowered his head and replied, "Of course!" He pulled the black scarf to cover it up without delay. face, turned and disappeared into the night.

Qin Cheng slowly tore the letter paper into pieces, held them in the palm of his fist, sprinkled them into the wine glass, then picked up the wine jug and tilted the body, and the crystal clear wine poured into the wine glass filled with pieces along the slender spout. inside the cup.

He lowered his eyes and quietly looked at the flood pattern dyed with the lukewarm candlelight on his cuffs, his lips didn't seem to have the usual slightly curved arc.Everyone in Jianghu knows that the family pattern of the Qin family is Yinglong, but that person gave the dragon-pattern black clothes, full of righteousness and kindness, but in fact, every word and every sentence reminded Qin Mian and me that an illegitimate child is an illegitimate child, and he is not worthy of being on the stage, let alone being a subordinate. He was the head of the Qin family.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and Uncle Chen bowed at the door, with orange and red candles dancing in his eyes, the carriage was still moving forward, and the night wind blew past his frosty temples.

"My lord, everything is ready."

Qin Sheng nodded, and the corners of his mouth returned to the usual slight bend. He got up and waved his sleeves to knock down the white candle and wine jug on the table. Together with Chen Bo, he leaped out of the carriage with all his strength. He didn't know what was added to the wine. The winding liquor on the table swayed like a drunk.

The next moment, a raging fire exploded, burned the reins, and swallowed the entire carriage. The two horses were frightened and unrestrained. color.

The carriage dragged two traces on the ground, barely stopping on the edge of a high cliff, crumbling.

The heat wave came layer by layer, and Qin Sheng had an extra folding fan in his hand. He fanned it slowly, and suddenly there was a short clustering sound in the woods around him, and corpses that hadn't completely cooled down came out. Falling from the tree branch, and then falling to the ground were several Storm Tower Shadow Guards holding double knives.

One of them picked up a dead body with its throat cut, and came silently in front of Qin Sheng. With his right fist on his heart, he bowed his head and said, "I'm reporting to the landlord that all the assassins have been cleaned up without any omissions."

Uncle Chen raised his hand and pulled off the face scarf of the corpse, turned around and reported to Qin Sheng succinctly: "It's the captain of the shadow guard under the head of the family, Qin Ji."

"If you can't take back the Wind and Rain Building, you will kill people to silence them. What a good way."

He stepped over a corpse, and the dragon pattern on the black clothes was swimming under the moon. Thinking of the two completely different letters whose path could not be traced, he moved the folding fan slightly with his wrist, and said inexplicably, "Let Mian'er come back, It's going to rain outside."

Liu Qiuan stretched lazily, pinched his paws and rubbed his eyelids, opened his sleepy eyes, and found that Mu Changxian was not beside him.He turned over and lay on his side with his elbows resting on his knees, propping up his cheeks that were flushed from just waking up, touching his lips with his fingertips, his eyes sinking into deep thought.

... Is that sea of ​​flowers a dream?

After a while, he sat up, only to realize that he was only wearing a white underwear, and the ambiguous hickey marks from the neck all the way to the collarbone were clearly visible on the fair skin.

Rubbing the faint tooth marks on his collarbone with his fingertips, Liu Qiu'an gave a violent shudder.

Not a dream! ...Damn Mu Changxian!After living for 24 years, no one dares to bite the leader like this!

After he finished cursing inwardly, he raised his eyes and saw the man's saber shining brightly on the table, which almost made him die of anger.

At this time, he suddenly remembered that the jade ring he picked up last night was still inside his clothes, so he hurriedly got up to look for the clothes, but after walking around the table, he still didn't see his clothes, even his boots were gone!

He sat down on the floor, messing up his white hair with his hands

: "Take away my clothes and shoes to prevent me from getting out of the car! Mu Changxian is too ruthless! He is simply inhuman! Do you think I will compromise!"

He grimaced at the saber with a soft snort, and got out of the carriage barefoot in his underwear. The bright sunlight outside contrasted with the dark carriage.

He squinted his eyes to look at the sun hanging high above his head, and thought to himself: "So it's already time." Looking around, the flat green grassland replaced the dense forest last night, and there was a water banyan tree growing beside a stream in front of it, climbing branches. The gnarled tree roots were entrenched on the ground, beside a pair of clean boots, and... the Yinglong jade ring.

Liu Qiuan raised his eyebrows, he saw a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye, he moved his eyes, and found that figure was exactly the person he had thought of when he woke up.