Old Nine Gates and Jun Changsheng

Er Yuehong held a sword, the tip of the sword drew a shallow trace on the ground, and made a "Zi Zi" sound. His steps were a little staggering, but he slowly approached the two of them step by step.

"Zhang Qishan, why didn't you give me the medicine!" Er Yuehong's eyes were flushed, and there were faint tears in her eyes.

Zhang Qishan just looked at Er Yuehong quietly, without saying a word, Er Yuehong couldn't understand how tormented he was at the moment.Song Xijun stood next to Zhang Qishan, expressionless, looking at Er Yuehong calmly.

"I'm going to kill you today!" Er Yuehong said, slashing at Zhang Qishan with the sword in her hand.A sword traced a rigid trajectory in the air, and landed straight on Zhang Qishan's shoulder.Song Xijun had seen too many scenes of beatings and killings, and she was no stranger to it. Moreover, she expected that Er Yuehong would not kill Zhang Qishan.

Yin Xinyue was not so calm anymore. She saw this scene just as she came down from the stairs, and hurried over to Er Yuehong: "Er Yuehong, what are you doing!"

"Let him kill!" Zhang Qishan said suddenly, "After all, I was the one who felt sorry for him first!"

Yin Xinyue didn't care so much, she looked at Er Yuehong: "I don't care what's going on with sister girl, but I don't allow you to hurt Buddha! If you touch Buddha, Xinyue Hotel will definitely not stand idly by!"

Song Xijun saw that Er Yuehong's face was calm, and he didn't make any more moves. Moreover, he had let Yin Xinyue push him away before, so he knew that he had calmed down. She walked over and said calmly, "Go back."

Er Yuehong glanced at Song Xijun, the light in her eyes flickered, but she didn't speak, she turned and left, leaving everyone a lonely back.

"Buddha, are you alright, I'll bandage it for you." Yin Xinyue said worriedly, pulling Zhang Qishan to sit on the sofa, carefully cleaning the wound.

Song Xijun took a look, and followed Er Yuehong out of Foye's Mansion.

Think about me, think about me, the shengxiao is silent;

Miss me for a moment, and allow me to marry;

The king's heart remains the same, and the green hills are parted;

Eagerly looking forward to a moment, the king has me in his heart;

……

The girl's lingering and melodious singing won praise from the audience. Song Xijun looked at the indifferent woman, slightly in a trance, but in the place of romance, the girl who was still on the stage just now, who looked like a chrysanthemum, was in a second. Acting coquettishly in the arms of that rich man.

Song Xijun withdrew his gaze, and the bustard saw that she was wearing a military uniform and walked with an air of calm and prestige. Naturally, she couldn't drive her away, so she cautiously approached her: "Master, who are you looking for?"

"Er Yuehong." Song Xijun said indifferently, just followed Er Yuehong, and as soon as he entered here, there was no one else.

"You are looking for the second master~" the old bustard pointed to a private room on the second floor, "the second master is in that room."

Song Xijun withdrew his gaze from the bustard, and walked up quietly.The old bustard breathed a sigh of relief, these days, everyone is vicious, so don't mess with them!

"Second Master, I will feed you wine~"

"I'll feed you fruit~"

"Second Master, come, drink~"

"Drink~"

Song Xijun stood at the door, quietly listening to the conversation inside, but didn't even change his expression.The door opened with a "bang", and the woman in the house screamed and hid behind Er Yuehong.Er Yuehong watched Song Xijun walk to the table, slowly raised his eyes to look at himself, he ignored it, and still called the girls: "Come on, keep drinking!"

The girls looked at the terrifying Song Xijun, none of them dared to move, thinking: Who is this?Song Xijun stared at Er Yuehong for a long time, then suddenly opened a bench, sat down, did not look at Er Yuehong, but took a teacup, poured a cup of tea, and said slowly: "You are not here to get drunk Okay? Well, I'll be here with you, when will you stop being decadent, when will I leave. "

"If I'm always decadent, will you never leave?" Er Yuehong smiled, her eyes were indeed cold.

"I will go." Song Xijun took a sip of tea, leaving a sparkle on her pale lips, she looked at Er Yuehong, and said, "Because I will die one day."

Er Yuehong sneered, and continued to invite the girls to drink. Originally, Song Xijun's sudden appearance made them a little restrained, but seeing Song Xijun just sitting quietly, they became more courageous. February red flirts with love.