flapping wings

"Queer," Qi Ping stood up straight, rubbing Mu Xiaoque's chin on the top of his head: "I want it too."

With a snap, Qi Ping hissed and rubbed his scalp, wrinkled his face and swears, and said harshly: "I'll sleep with you sooner or later."

At this time, except for him who was still whimsical, everyone upstairs and downstairs seemed to have been pressed the pause button, staring blankly at the people in the center of the storm, speechless.

Qi Ping whistled towards the downstairs, and he was pushed out before everyone's eyes could gather.

In the next second, the gazes of Shujiu and Jijiu focused on him at the same time, Qi Ping couldn't help straightening his back, and cheered with his thumbs up: "Sister Qing, you're awesome!"

Seeing the red and swollen eyes of the women downstairs from crying, Qi Ping yelled at the three big men: "Didn't your mother teach you to win someone's heart before talking about sleeping with others?"

Several crying girls burst out laughing, and waved their handkerchiefs upstairs: "Little brother is so cute, come and let my sister love you."

Faced with these women's teasing, Qi Ping's pupils trembled, he waved his hands again and again, and declared: "I have someone in my heart."

After speaking, he stepped back and leaned against the door, explaining in a low voice: "Que'er, it has nothing to do with me."

The door suddenly opened from the inside, and Qi Ping fell into Mu Xiaoque's arms all at once.

Mu Xiaoque hugged him and threw him behind her. She cupped her hands downstairs and said, "Thanks for the girls' love for my younger brother, but my younger brother is naturally shy. I hope everyone will be kind."

Mu Xiaoque continued: "Girls have been wronged today, why don't we two brothers treat everyone to a glass of wine to calm down the shock, okay?"

"Okay, okay," a woman said with a shy smile, "Of course."

Qi Ping rested his head on Mu Xiaoque's shoulder, looked at the pair of eyes staring at Mu Xiaoque, and quickly interjected: "This person has his own owner, don't worry about it."

Those three finally came to their senses, because of their appearance, there are only two things they hate the most in this life, one is that the eyes that gather on themselves are attracted away, and the other is all the good-looking men in the world.

Therefore, looking at the two men upstairs who were more handsome than the other, his face suddenly became distorted with anger.

The bearded man pointed at Qi Ping and cursed: "Son of Wang Bagui, you bastard," but before he finished cursing, a heavy slap landed on his face.

The bearded man held his swollen face and looked at Mu Xiaoque, who suddenly appeared beside him and was breathing cold. His lips began to tremble in fright, and he knew that he had encountered a hard problem.

"Me, me, me," the bearded man stammered and explained, "I'm not scolding you."

"I think you're getting impatient," Mu Xiaoque's cold voice penetrated into the ears of the three of them lightly, without letting out a trace.

In the next second, he slapped one of them twice with his left and right bows. Before everyone could react, they saw the three screaming and smashed out of the door.

Suddenly, the wailing outside the door stopped abruptly, and when everyone was in doubt, a charming and charming voice came in: "People who bullied me have no reason to walk out of this door alive."

In the next moment, Mu Xiaoque appeared on the second floor again, so fast that it was impossible to see his movements clearly.

Qi Ping's gaze outside the door was interrupted. Seeing the generous back that suddenly appeared in front of him, he took a step forward and lay on Mu Xiaoque's back, "I'm so happy."

"Mu Xiaoque, why did you run away when you saw me?" The woman outside the door stepped into the door and looked upstairs with a smile in her eyes, "Meet the old acquaintance, why don't you buy me a glass of wine? "

"Oh, old acquaintance?" Qi Ping twisted Mu Xiaoque's back, and slowly released half of his head from his shoulder, looking at the owner of the voice.

I saw that this person was wearing an elegant goose yellow dress, judging from his description, he was indeed unparalleled, especially those eyes, which were charming and pure.

Since Qi Ping came down the mountain, he has seen many beauties, but compared with this woman, he lost a bit of color immediately.

He immediately turned his head to look at Mu Xiaoque, just in time to meet the other's gaze, and the next moment they both asked at the same time: "Does it look good?"

"Not as beautiful as you," Qi Ping punched Mu Xiaoque on the back, "It's you, your eyes are staring straight, you're about to bleed, right?"

Mu Xiaoque snorted and ignored him, looked at the woman again, her expression softened a lot, "Xiang Qing'er, don't come here without any problems."

"I heard from Xiaohong that you have a younger brother by your side," Xiang Qing'er glanced at Mu Xiaoque's shoulders. Although there was only a pair of eyes leaking there, it was still visible that he was a beautiful person.

It's just that now there is a hint of hostility in these eyes.

"Hey, what are you hiding, little brother?" Xiang Qing'er smiled a little: "Are you afraid that my sister will eat you?"

"You really will eat him," Hong Ling smiled and leaned over to put her arms around Xiang Qing'er's arm: "Who in this world doesn't know that you have that penchant for fucking men? Of course people have to hide when they see you."

Qi Ping was startled by these words and coughed a lot, and then he noticed that she was followed by two beautiful boys, but the two of them were holding a knife that dripped blood in their hands, which looked a bit weird .

"Is this woman male or female?" Mu Xiaoque heard this strange question, turned her head to look at Qi Ping and mocked, "Are you blind?"

Xiang Qing'er glanced at Hongling angrily, and then looked at Mu Xiaoque again, "Aren't you going to invite us to drink? What are you still doing?"

"He only said to invite us beautiful girls to drink, but you are not included," Hong Ling looked at Xiang Qing'er teasingly, and the group of girls in Hemiaozong immediately covered their mouths and giggled endlessly.

"No big or small dead girl," Xiang Qing'er twisted the flesh on Hong Ling's arm, and looked at Mu Xiaoque with anger and anger: "You don't want to help me?"

"Come upstairs," Mu Xiaoque sighed, "If you have anything to say, go upstairs."

As soon as she was seated in the guest room upstairs, Xiang Qing'er looked around. When she saw the two clothes hanging on the screen, her eyes paused.

Then she turned her head to look at Qi Ping, and said something in her words: "Little brother is really beautiful. Compared with you, my beauties can't be admired."

Comparing him to a male favorite, this woman is quite cautious, he glanced at Xiang Qing'er, and tugged at Mu Xiaoque's sleeve: "Isn't it a great blessing to be liked by me, Que'er, what do you think?" Yes or no?"

Mu Xiaoque glanced at Qi Ping lightly, then looked away, and poured herself a glass of wine, as if out of sight and out of mind.

Xiang Qing'er couldn't help being stunned when she heard this, then covered her lips and smiled, and suddenly asked after a while: "Which family's girl did my little brother fall in love with? This girl is indeed very lucky."

Qi Ping laughed on Mu Xiaoque's shoulders, and when he was jealous, he came up, no matter whether he would be beaten, he stretched his fingers and twisted his ears. "I like a man, fortunately, the man, that man He likes me now too."

Xiang Qing'er glanced at Mu Xiaoque, who was indifferent, and shook her head with a smile: "Since ancient times, yin and yang have been in harmony, and it is not a blessing for this man to be with a man."

Seeing that he was about to lose the other party, Qi Ping quietly stretched out his hand to pinch Mu Xiaoque's waist.

Mu Xiaoque gave him a sideways look, and although he didn't say anything, his eyes conveyed a message of "trash". He turned his head and interjected, "What do you want to say when you come to me?"

"Who said I came to look for you?" Xiang Qing'er rolled her eyes suddenly, resting her chin on Mu Xiaoque's shoulder, "How about this, give me a kiss, and I'll tell you, and I guarantee that the deal will be absolutely worthless." Not bad."

When Mu Xiaoque heard this, she didn't rush to make a decision. Instead, the other arm moved first, and quickly trapped Qi Ping, who was about to explode, on the stool and caught in her arm.

In the end, he looked at Xiang Qing'er: "Although I don't know what your bargaining chip is, but if I promise you, I'm very likely to be killed by someone along the way, so I'd better drink."

"Okay, boring." Xiang Qing'er glanced at Qi Ping who was under Mu Xiaoque's arm, picked up the wine on the table and drank a full glass, and then sighed: "You don't care about me when we meet ah?"

Mu Xiaoque was very kind, "The two suzerains of the Demon Dao didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"

"Shi Qing and the one-armed old man, two old tortoises," Xiang Qing'er said with a slight smile on his face, "How dare they do anything to me? It's all just to show their power in the Death Demon Sect and the Nameless Sect."

Qi Ping praised without distraction: "My sister is amazing."

Xiang Qing'er secretly gouged him out, ignored him, just smiled and said to Mu Xiaoque: "Seeing that you are quite upright, let me tell you for free, the tragedy that happened in Beishan has nothing to do with the way of magic."

"I know it's rumored that it was made by the devil way," Xiangqing'er raised her brows slightly, and spoke with a serious tone, "That's because that's what the murderer wants all of you to think. As for the reason, There are too many benefits to blaming the devil."

"so,"

Following Mu Xiaoque's words, Xiang Qing'er nodded, "The most important thing about this is to see what Beishan has to say."

In the early hours of the night, in an ordinary house

A dusty man in black knelt on the ground, and a majestic middle-aged man sat on the main seat.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was slightly closing his eyes, holding two walnuts in his hands, he muttered, "How did those two find that dilapidated house?"

Frowning and thinking for a while, he finally asked aloud: "Have the secrets in the well been exposed?"

"The well never came in and out, and that kind of thing was accidentally formed in it," the man in black shrugged his shoulders, looked up at the middle-aged man's expression cautiously, and then dared to continue: "And I'll go see At that time, the boulder at the mouth of the well was still there, so even if someone got into it, there was absolutely no reason to escape."

"Pass the order," the middle-aged man stopped turning the walnut, and there was a crackling sound, and the walnut shattered into slag in his hands. "The batch of hidden weapons sold to the Wuxing Sect of the Demon Dao and the Death Demon Sect are delivered normally."

At noon the next day, the news that the business between Beishan and Mo Dao was still going on normally spread throughout almost the entire rivers and lakes.

Together with it, a message from Beishan was delivered to every corner of the rivers and lakes: "Although Beishan has always only done business and has no intention of getting involved in any disputes in the rivers and lakes, this time it is not just my Beishan's business. Countless heroes have died because of Beishan. If we die, we will find out the real culprit and return Wulin justice."

The rivers and lakes suddenly regenerated, and Beishan still maintained business contacts with the Demon Dao, which showed to all the people in the Jianghu that Beishan believed that the Demon Dao did not do it.

Then the real culprit can only be found from the righteous path!

There was a moment of questioning, cursing, and although the spit towards Beishan almost drowned this colossal force, the doubts about the companions of the righteous way had already surfaced in the spittle.