Jing Hengbo did not leave, but searched in the backyard.
She still had resentment in her heart and wanted to beat someone up. In addition, she also wanted to find out the whereabouts of the girl. A broken arm might not necessarily lead to death. Before, she was so angry that she only wanted to be punished. Now that she is awake, she feels that saving people is more important.
But in that hut, there was nothing but bloodstains, and the surroundings were cleaned up. She found the back door, but she didn't see any clues.
The girl seemed to have disappeared from the yard just like that.
Is this whole tortoise shell a man-eating monster? Countless people disappear in various ways every day. Keep your family members waiting for the door, and you can't wait for those who come back late.
Tired, she finally sat down on a pile of firewood. I want to blow the evening breeze and calm down my emotions.
After sitting down, Mr. Mu suddenly appeared in his mind.
This mysterious man.
Martial arts should be very high. Although her martial arts are still not very good, her talent and abilities make up for the lack of strength. Yingbai Peishu has said that with her ability, she can protect herself wherever she goes. The first time a master meets her, If you are not prepared for her ability, you will probably suffer a disadvantage. There are not many masters who can keep her. They either have extremely high martial arts skills, or are extremely familiar with her ability, so they have to be prepared.
Which one is he?
His voice, shape, language and temperament are all unfamiliar, that kind of slightly lazy, a bit like Yeluqi, but brighter than Yeluqi, without the feeling of Yeluqi's flamboyant and night king.
A figure flashed in her mind, and then she shook her head, why should anyone think of him first, he is even worse than Yeluqi. Although she had just glanced at it before, she already realized that her temperament, appearance and voice were completely different, and more importantly, she had read Mr. Mu's information before, and it was attached to an inconspicuous document in the basement information of the Thirteen Taibao that she had obtained. After the booklet, she almost didn't notice it at first.
It's not a secret, it's some scattered records, recording the main things that Mr. Mu and his organization have done since its establishment. It can be seen from this that Mr. Mu has established influence in the tortoise shell for several years, and he has not appeared at all during this period, and he has presided over some relatively large events. She calculated that there are some things that completely conflict with Gong Yin's time. For example, when the Dige incident happened, Mr. Mu's organization was starting to build in Tortoiseshell; At that time, she and Gong Yin were in the palace.
It can be seen that those who study Mr. Mu have not been able to draw any conclusions about him, and can only record some events in time.
This character, she now feels the same as all the forces of the tortoiseshell: mysterious, unable to distinguish friend from foe.
She couldn't confirm whether his last move was to release water, or because he didn't know her ability, he was going to give her a hard time.
The last knife pierced the lute bone, which was obviously about to abolish the rhythm of martial arts.
Some people need to get along with each other to be sure.
She was thinking about life and men on the firewood pile behind the house, when she suddenly heard footsteps coming towards the firewood pile. She subconsciously turned around and hid herself.
The few people stopped in front of the firewood pile, and were twitching the firewood, talking while doing it.
"I heard that something happened ahead..."
"Shut up! Why did the eldest brother remind you? You are not allowed to mention a word about the big bosses."
"Okay, don't mention it, I just don't understand. Didn't you say that you don't want to wash the hot soup earlier? Why do you want to wash it again suddenly? We have to rush to re-boil the pool water."
"Originally, washing hot soup after meals is a regular sideshow, and I prepared it today, but the elder brother said that today's guests are special, and they may not be able to enjoy the meal. The hot soup can't be washed in all likelihood, so forget it. Who knows There was something wrong just now, everyone's clothes were dirty, this time we can't do without washing."
"I went in to serve you earlier, and saw that the ladle handles were very enthusiastic about that Mr. Mu. How could you be unhappy?"
"This is not something you and I can guess, so hurry up and work."
There was a sound of firewood being pumped hurriedly, and then the car creaked, and the group of people dragged the firewood and rushed to burn the pool.
Jing Hengbo turned around from behind the firewood pile, looked at the direction those people left, and sneered.
Why do you suddenly become enthusiastic about Mr. Mu?
Because he saved his life.
If Mr. Mu hadn't blocked him before, all those gangsters would have become sieves today.
Hehe, Old Mu Jiner was originally a Hongmen Banquet, and he is also very powerful. He even took advantage of her to hook up with the Three Clans, Four Alliances, Seven Gangs, and Thirteen Taibao.
Today, those people owed him a life, loyalty is the most important thing in the Jianghu, no matter how unwilling they are in their hearts, they have to accept it on the surface.
In the future, the Shadow Pavilion will stand firm in this complex tortoise shell.
Then what are these **** going to do? Bath massage sauna?
Do you want some ladies to serve you after washing?
Then let Your Majesty and I alone serve him.
…
In the west building of Yulou, there is a large pool specially set up for the bosses to take a hot bath after drinking, have a heart-to-heart talk, drink tea, and sleep.
People in the wilderness love to take a bath, especially in the place of tortoiseshell. Because of Heishuize, the air in the tortoise shell is not very good. In today’s words, it is smoggy and contains a small amount of toxins. Therefore, large families pay great attention to bathing in medicine pools to expel the toxins accumulated in the body by steaming. come out.
The large pond in the west of the Yulou is connected to a row of quiet rooms, wooden corridors and small porch windows, all the facilities are available, and the layout is extremely elegant, for the bosses to take a bath and do what they want to do.
The design of the pool is simple. It is a large square pool with a dome on top. The pool is as big as two rooms.
The so-called friendship is so strong that we should be honest with each other. After taking off their clothes, they are all naked white pigs, and no one can harm anyone.
When the bosses want to express trust and talk about things that are not suitable for talking in broad daylight, they will be good neighbors and come to this hand.
A group of people were going to the pool, with the sound of the wheelchair rumbling, and the second guardian Lei Shengyu personally pushed Mr. Mu's wheelchair.
Since entering the Jade Tower, Mr. Mu's guards stayed outside the door like the rest of the gangsters, with only the second guard, Lei Shengyu, by his side.
This is the rule. When the overlords of the rivers and lakes gather, they are not allowed to bring their subordinates. They can only leave a trusted aide with a high status to show respect for others.
Ordinarily, this confidant can't stay, and the bosses are all alone, just because Mr. Mu is inconvenient and needs someone to push the wheelchair.
The bosses expressed a rare tolerance for this. Apart from refusing the guard's request to push the wheelchair, they did not comment on Lei Shengyu's pushing the wheelchair, and even invited him to take a bath together.
The overlord of the rivers and lakes is the overlord of the rivers and lakes. Although his clothes, head and face were splashed in a mess and he had to take a good bath before going out, but at this moment he has resumed talking and laughing.
They are actually in a good mood.
Raksha had an accident and was sent back. The decline of Rakshasa Gate was almost predictable. So when we were tidying up our clothes just now, the bosses had already reached a preliminary agreement on dividing up the territory and influence of Luochamen.
You have to grab the territory as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late when the other deputy sect masters of the Raksha Gate take the opportunity to grab the throne of the sect master and reorganize the mountains and rivers.
The bosses are still very satisfied with Mr. Mu, because he modestly stated that as a junior, his foundation is still shallow, and he has no plans to expand for the time being, and he will not intervene in the Rakshamen affairs.
Shadow Pavilion gave up the division of Rakshasa's forces, and everyone was happy.
Waves of hot water poured into the big pool, steaming hot, almost covering everyone's faces.
Everyone was covered in vegetable soup and oil stains, and they were already feeling uncomfortable. Seeing that the hot water was ready, they couldn't wait to take off their naked pigs and plop into the water one by one.
The people who soaked in the pool all showed a contented look, and some of them patted their backs in the water and greeted Mr. Mu with a smile: "Mr. Mu, come on, you're welcome!"
"Is it embarrassing? Everyone is a man!"
"Look at Mr. Mu's delicate skin and tender flesh, isn't it a girl's disguise?"
The bosses laughed, and there was a faint temptation in the rough laughter.
The mist curled up and floated around Mr. Mu. His face was a little unclear, and his pupils were shining black in the pale mist.
"It was after taking a bath earlier, but since the elder brothers sincerely invite you, the younger brother naturally dare not refuse."
He started to take off his clothes. This pool is for everyone to "see each other honestly", so there is not even a partition for undressing.
The bosses were soaking in the pool, making vulgar jokes with each other, and they all looked at him intentionally or unintentionally.
Mr. Mu took off his clothes very calmly, and his posture was very good-looking. It can be seen that he came from a good background and was well-educated.
The material of his clothes is also very good. At first glance, it is not surprising, but if you look closely, it is either made of exquisite materials or unique embroidery patterns, giving it a low-key luxury.
It's just that the speed at which he undresses is very slow.
…
Jing Hengbo stepped into the furnace room where the water was heated.
The outermost person who bowed to add firewood only felt a slight chill behind him, as if there was a wind, and then he didn't know anything.
The room was full of heat, and one could not see the other. Jing Hengbo calmly hid behind a large pot, took off his skirt, and changed into a servant's yellow cloth.
No one noticed, everyone was doing their own thing.
After she changed her clothes, she took off the hairpin and **** her hair, and hid her in a dark place. She conveniently tied the skirt into a small bundle and hid it under the loose coarse cloth, which she still needed to keep.
As soon as she finished her work and sat down, someone poked her head in and waved to her through the mist, "Wang Ermeng, I need someone to wait on the front, you go."
"Oh." Jing Hengbo agreed harshly, got up and went out, the man in charge of dressing up did not look at her, pointed to a box next to her and said, "This is a change of clothes for the distinguished guests, help me move it there."
Jing Hengbo responded and lifted the box. Fortunately, it was all clothes and not heavy. The box was barely covering her face.
When she followed the steward to the bathhouse on the front floor, a few people gradually followed behind her, but no one approached her, as if they were just going to do business together.
When she arrived at the bathing pool, the steward ordered her to send her clothes into the dressing room, which was next to the bathing pool, and was blocked by several hollow screens. The steward asked her to put the clothes next to each bed, and then watched the bathing rhythm of the bosses over there, boiled water and made tea in advance, and waited until the bosses came up from the pool, and had to prepare all the tea and clothes. OK, then exit.
Jing Hengbo felt that these procedures were similar to the club-style baths in the modern world. It seems that no matter how much time passes, the way for men to have fun will be born naturally, and the same goal will be achieved by different routes.
The more chaotic the land, the more sought after this kind of enjoyment, and it is not easy to survive, so it is even more important to enjoy it in time.
She put the clothes away, turned around, and the bath was opposite.
She glanced over and was taken aback.
Opposite the hollow screen, there was a group of naked pigs, but the first thing she saw was Mr. Mu taking off his clothes.
She saw him undoing the last layer of white underwear, she subconsciously wanted to turn her eyes away, but she didn't know why, so she didn't turn away.
The fog was misty, his clothes were lightly undone, his unbuttoned posture was light, and his fingers were slender and delicate.
She saw a straight collarbone, stretched white and firm skin, and the same smooth chest below... no scars.
She immediately didn't intend to look any more, she looked away, and out of the corner of her eye, he caught sight of him taking off his clothes and handing them over to Lei Shengyu. With her arms up, she stretched out her slender body line, which was as long as bamboo but not thin, revealing a clean and thin body The waist is flexible and gracefully leaning forward slightly.
His skin was glowing and moist in the light mist, reminiscent of a pearl that generates its own light in the dark night.
There was a faint gurgling sound, like swallowing saliva, and I don't know if it was someone in this group of big shots who had a problem with broken sleeves.
Jing Hengbo didn't mind appreciating this scene, she already loved watching bodybuilders and the like, but for no reason, that smooth chest suddenly ruined her mood.
She hated herself for having a lot of things in her mind all day long. Too weak.
There was a sound of splashing water, and there was a burst of laughter in the pool, and someone shouted: "Xiao Mu, I have never seen a bather wearing pants in my life, and you are the first one."
Amidst the roar of laughter, she crossed her arms, a little dazed, and suddenly thought about those people around her, if they met this occasion, would they wash them or not? Can you take it off?
Yeluqi must wash and take off, he doesn't care about anything, he will take revenge after smiling.
Pei Shu would drive away or kill everyone, and dragged her to watch him wash and take off.
As for him...
She shook her head - how is it possible!
It's snowing on the top of the mountain and it's moon, and I don't even want to be contaminated by the dust of the world, let alone go to the pool to take a bath with this group of reckless and stinky people.
He will spit it out.
Jing Hengbo sneered, and slapped herself on the head again. She hated herself more and more now.
What are you thinking!
It took a while to take a bath outside, and she saw Mr. Mu's second guardian, loyally guarding the side of the pool, smiling and rejecting other people's invitations to take a bath together, very obedient.
No one came in this compartment, she closed her eyes slightly, taking this opportunity to adjust her breathing.
The inside of the body is hazy, like the mist of the bright moon, reflecting everything in the world, and can even sense the movement outside.
They were talking about the division of power in the Rakshamen, and they were testing Mr. Mu. Mr. Mu hadn't said anything, and seemed to be concentrating on taking a bath. He occasionally responded once or twice, and his voice was even more lazy. On the sandpaper, the sharpening made my heart itch.
After soaking for a while, some people thought it was too hot, so they sat on the edge of the pool. After a while, Mr. Mu said, "I'm weak, and after soaking in the hot pool for a while, I woke up."
Someone in the pond smiled and said, "Go quickly, we will come out later, drink tea and chat together, if you like, find a good girl to accompany you to have fun."
Mr. Mu came out of the pool. He was not good at walking, and he could usually use lightness kung fu, but it was inconvenient to get up in the water. Lei Shengyu hurried to pick him up, and the people sitting by the pool came over with smiles, and wanted to get up. number one.
Jing Hengbo's heart skipped a beat suddenly.
Mr. Mu half body leaned out of the pool.
Lei Shengyu's hand barely caught his outstretched hand.
The rest of the people sitting by the pool supported Mr. Mu's arm.
The moment the hand is about to touch.
Lei Shengyu's palm suddenly slapped forward fiercely, hitting Mr. Mu's chest!
Mr. Mu suddenly raised his head, his eyes were shocked, and he wanted to break free, but the hands supporting him on both sides suddenly became as strong as iron clamps, clamping him so that he couldn't move!
"Slap." With a sound, the muffled sound of body colliding, Mr. Mu threw his head back, and was thrown backwards by the palm.
Almost at the same time that Mr. Mu was attacked, before Jing Hengbo had time to move, there was a crackling sound, and countless swords suddenly popped out from the wall behind her and the bed board beside her, and cut them at her!
A wild laugh sounded outside.
"Idiot! You have been assassinating in the box, and you think we will be defenseless in the future?"
Before the laughter was over, there was a surprise, "...Where is the person?"
In the cubicle, Jing Hengbo's figure had disappeared.
The next moment she appeared above the bath.
In the curling mist, she smashed through the screen, stepped on the waves, and stepped on the heads of those big men in the water.
"Idiot! The first time I can kill you, of course I can always kill you!"
"Shua." With a sound, a figure flew towards her, it was Mr. Mu who was hit flying with a palm.
His long wet hair hung down in mid-air, and his figure was frail, like a flying feather that was about to break.
Jing Hengbo didn't want to pick it up, but somehow, he stretched out his hands.
With a bang, Mr. Mu fell into her arms.
She was brought down by that weight, and she stepped on someone's head, which was stepped on, and sank again into the water.
She looked down and saw that Mr. Mu had passed out, and there was a smear of blood on the corner of his lips.
She hugged him, a little dazed, thinking that she appeared in his direction just now, didn't she subconsciously just want to catch him?
This subconscious is not very good.
What to do now? threw?
The lips of the man in his arms were as pale as a spring cherry.
She really wanted to let go, seeing him sinking and sinking at the bottom of the water should also be very enjoyable, who told him to spoil her good deed just now?
Thinking of this, she folded her arms and hugged him tightly. She lowered her head to look at the group of naked bosses with fierce eyes.
"Does this figure dare to come out and show your eyes? Go down!"
I step on! I step on! I step on step on step!
The ups and downs of heads in the water are her stepping stones, and she tramples on those greasy or black bodies, like stepping on disgusting pigs.
Some gangsters rushed out naked, and some wanted to fight back, but her figure was too weird, and she really moved around like a ghost. Whoever was the first bird would be trampled even harder by her, and those people just went to bed after a few hits. Hit the bottom of the pool and can't get out.
Someone rushed in from outside, with weapons in their hands, but they didn't dare to fire. In order to show their calmness, the bosses inside did not carry weapons. If they use force at this moment, they will hurt themselves.
Jing Hengbo could manipulate the dagger at this time, killing one by one, but she was thinking about Mr. Mu's words.
Is it useful to kill these people?
Kill the emperor, but another emperor will do it. Kill these scoopers, and soon there will be new scoopers.
The **** battle for power and profit that occurs during the blood exchange will also affect the stability of the tortoiseshell. The blood of the tortoiseshell is already the blood of the rivers and lakes. If all the blood cannot be replaced suddenly, the tortoiseshell will die.
This will be the land she relies on to gain a foothold. What she wants is to conquer, not destroy.
Mr. Mu in Huaizhong hadn't woken up yet, and he didn't know how injured he was.
The people in the bath, regardless of the image, started to rush out, and someone shouted: "Let the arrows! Let the arrows!"
The sharp shouts added to the chaos, and the rain of arrows pierced the pale mist and shot towards the sky above the bath.
There was a series of snapping sounds, the wall and water splashed, and a layer of black arrow shafts soon floated on the water surface of the bath, not stained with blood.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay again, and a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.
There is nothing above the bath, only the mist cruising silently.
The mysterious woman who came and went like a ghost, together with Mr. Mu, disappeared under the eyes of everyone again.
…
After a moment of extreme silence in the room, everyone barely returned to normal.
"This woman is weird, let someone investigate." Almost all the overlords of the world have issued such orders to their subordinates.
"yes."
The leader of the jade belt gang at the waist of the water snake walked towards Lei Shengyu, with a faint smile in his eyes.
The overlords of the rivers and lakes all took a deep look at Lei Shengyu.
"Good job." Yang Jia, the leader of the Yudai Gang, patted Lei Shengyu on the shoulder, "You will get what you want."
Lei Shengyu bowed humbly, without a trace of treachery in his eyes.
What does he want? Naturally, it is the identity of the master of the Shadow Pavilion, and the status of the future overlord of the rivers and lakes.
The Shadow Pavilion was established by Mr. Mu, but it has been developed by him and Xian Yuqing over the years. Mr. Mu has not been in the tortoise shell for many years, and the number of appearances is very few. Although he has been controlling the tortoise shell's affairs from the remote control, the whole Yingge only recognizes him and Xian Yuqing.
Originally, he was also used to this kind of model. In the Yingge, one person is under one person and over ten thousand people, and even he is the real pavilion owner—Xian Yuqing is an honest person, not interested in power and management, and often goes out, thinking about everything. On Mr. Mu. Most of the miscellaneous matters in the pavilion are decided by him.
However, Mr. Mu came back.
It is said that they will take over the whole thing and settle in the tortoiseshell.
So what is he?
Did he just make wedding dresses for others with his hard-earned foundation?
Of course not.
In resentment, he sold some important secrets of the Shadow Pavilion to a mysterious client. Including the distribution of hall entrances, cut codes, personnel settings, and structural composition, these key things of a gang, he sold them at a high price.
He didn't know who the buyer was, and he thought it was some big boss present, but he wasn't interested in inquiring about it either. Being in the arena, he is well versed in the rules of the arena, he doesn't hear much, he doesn't listen to much, and he doesn't talk too much, saving his life is the most important thing.
In any case, selling these secrets for a large sum of money is tantamount to paving a way out for himself. With this money, he can attack or defend.
But what he didn't expect was that the other party bought such an important secret, but didn't immediately take action against Yingge. Yingge was still safe, and Mr. Mu was coming back.
As soon as he comes back, will he find out that he sold the secret of the Shadow Pavilion? He was terrified. Although he didn't have much direct contact with Mr. Mu, he was absolutely extraordinary in being able to establish a foundation in this kind of place.
Is it better to act first, or to find a way to remedy it?
Before he could figure it out, the overlords of the rivers and lakes came to him. Just now, something happened at the banquet. After Mr. Mu agreed to soak in the hot soup, these fast-moving people half threatened and half lured him to kill Mr. Mu .
Mr. Mu only brought him here, he was the only confidant who entered the building, and he was the most likely to make a move.
When drowsiness met a hot pillow, he agreed without much hesitation. He is at the end of the road and needs a backer.
only…
He thought that Mr. Mu might not die just now, and the woman who saved him was so miraculous, he couldn't help but cast a faint shadow over his heart.
On the opposite side, Yang Jia seemed to see his uneasiness, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smiled sullenly.
"Mr. Mu ran away." He said, "You did it. If you cut the weeds but don't get rid of the roots, they will grow again when the spring breeze blows. You know what to do. Of course, we will help you a little in private."
He had no choice but to thank. Looking at these big bosses who seem to be smiling but not smiling, there is also a slight sense of contempt rising in their hearts.
What is the loyalty of the rivers and lakes, and what kind of grievances are clear. Profit is the word, and people are not as good as dogs. In the final analysis, it was just because everyone accepted Mr. Mu's love before, and they were afraid of being coerced by him in the future, so they simply acted preemptively, killed people in their own territory, and pushed them to the assassin when it was over. Unconsciously. From now on, there is no need to accept Mr. Mu's favor, no need to thank you, and you can still carve up the Shadow Pavilion, how wonderful.
As for the kindness and kindness - after being in the black water tank of the tortoise shell for a long time, the rivers and lakes are no longer clean. Maybe the low-level gangsters still pay attention to the loyalty of the three-pointed rivers and lakes. When it comes to these big bosses, they advocate unscrupulous methods and are good at turning faces and being ruthless.
He was a little uneasy. How much good would he end up with when dealing with these people?
However, at this moment, he had no choice but to go on. If Mr. Mu didn't die, he would die a miserable death immediately.
He turned around, rushed outside the door anxiously, and said to the guards waiting outside: "Mr. was assassinated and taken away by the assassin! Quickly gather all the subordinates and hunt down the assassin!"
…
The alley is long and desolate on a rainy night, the lights in the distance make the ground shine brightly, and the wild cats on the wall are jumping around lightly, always comparing their speed with a shadow, but they lose every time.
That shadow was naturally Jing Hengbo.
She teleported out of Yulou with Mr. Mu, but she didn't decide what to do next.
Send him back to his main altar? She doesn't know where.
leave him? Good idea, but it seems a little impossible to actually do it.
take away? She still needs to hide her identity, how can she bring someone with her? This person's identity is still the same, and he will be discovered in minutes.
She lowered her head, the person in her arms fainted quietly, the silver mask was wet.
Is this...
She took off the silver mask without hesitation.
Under the mask was a handsome young man's face, his face was slightly pale, and there was nothing unusual about it.
She looked closely at his neck and saw no seams.
She thought about it, the so-called saving half of people is the same as going to bed half, it's very cheating, so let's take it back first.
Back in the yard, there was still no one there. She knew that there were people from the Raging Fire League, the Rakshamen, and the Yan Gang. The leader was from the Rakshamen. It is also unstable, and these people may not be able to move away for a while, which is just convenient for her to save people.
The two guards in front of her house were already asleep, and she led someone in without anyone noticing.
Jing Hengbo put Mr. Mu on the bed, and looked at his sleeping face quietly. She didn't know how to heal her injuries, and she didn't have any medicine for internal injuries at hand, so she could only wait for him to wake up by himself.
She was sitting by the bed, feeling rather complicated. Strictly speaking, Mr. Mu was considered her enemy, and she should have been one of the targets she wanted to punish, but who knew that in the end, he saved him by mistake.
The face was handsome under the dim light, but it felt strange no matter how you looked at it. She suddenly thought—maybe, this is still a mask?
As soon as she thought of it, she immediately untied his neckline. The neckline was not tightly tied and the buttons were loose. For some reason, she suddenly thought of the tight high collar and pale golden pearls.
This made her a little annoyed. It was inconvenient for her to turn on the lamp, so she moved her face closer and carefully looked at his neck and behind his ears. After putting on the mask, there might be seams on his neck and behind his ears.
The light was poor, and she didn't realize that she had already pulled off his clothes, and almost pressed her face against his chest.
The back of his ears was white, with the light blue color of his skin, without seams. She raised her head in disappointment, and her lips brushed against his ears.
She went to look at his neck, but didn't notice that in an instant, his earlobes turned red like coral beads.
His chest was naturally well-textured, smooth and smooth like marble, but she felt that something was wrong, so she couldn't help rubbing it with her hands.
She rubs and rubs and rubs on his chest...
Raising her hand, with a touch of white on her fingertips, she let out a huff and almost laughed.
This guy's chest is powdered!
Afraid it's not white enough?
But once the powder is applied, the seam on the neck can hardly be seen—it is still a mask!
There is a mask under the mask, which is the inspiration she got from reading martial arts novels in her modern life, the classic plot in Gu Long's novels.
She gently lifted that layer of mask, and her heart suddenly beat violently.
What should the face under the mask look like this time?
Only one corner was left unopened, and her heart was about to jump out of her throat, so she simply stopped, took a breath, cursed "I don't know why!", and suddenly opened it.
A handsome and elegant face under the dim light.
It is as beautiful as the euphyllum blooming suddenly on a rainy night.
And the natural shy smile lines on the corners of the lips are also like euphyllum, mysterious and pure, seductive.
With such an eye-catching face, Jing Hengbo felt that his eyes were darkened.
With a bang, he returned to his original position.
The feeling of not knowing whether to be disappointed or grateful came again.
Ever since she came out of Emperor Song, this ghostly feeling has been haunting her until now.
Jing Hengbo cried and laughed again, thinking that he must have gone crazy.
Maybe she was crazy early, but it's normal to be crazy, but everyone didn't see it.
She was stunned for a while, raised her hand and slapped herself, and sighed.
"Damn, do I really love so deeply? Or do I hate so deeply?" She muttered to herself, and she gave herself another slap.
Can't think of it, can't think of it. She still has a long way to go, she still has to be the queen of Heishuize, she wants to fight back to Dige, and she wants to be the queen of the wilderness. His emotions hindered his pace and affected his judgment.
She is no longer alone, she now shoulders the hopes and futures of many people.
Jing Hengbo was mad for a long time before turning around sullenly, ready to pack Mr. Mu's clothes, lest he wake up thinking he was raped.
When helping him tie his neckline, she didn't know why, but she lay down on his neck again, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing... After working for a long time, she couldn't rub the seam again, so she had to stop and couldn't help but shoot again. He gave himself a slap, and scolded him for not changing his mind.
There is no such thing as wearing a three-layer mask, it will suffocate people to death.
Mr. Mu still didn't wake up, Jing Hengbo didn't bother to care about him, he sneered and went to change clothes, she still had things to do.
She took off the bundle of clothes tied around her waist, and put on the purple silk snow suit she brought back earlier.
This is an ordinary room in an ordinary courtyard, so naturally there are no partitions, so she hurriedly changed clothes behind the tent.
After taking off the servant's clothes, inside is the underwear she asked Zirui to make for her, which is different from the wide and fat underwear of Dahuang, which fits the body. The light in the cabin was dim, outlining her figure embossed.
Someone quietly opened her eyes and stared at her back. The large coat fell from her fingertips. Her waist was as soft as a willow, but not as weak as a willow. The curves were full of firmness and elasticity after long training. When it falls, it seems that it will be bounced away violently.
His eyes wandered a few times, but he restrained himself well.
Don't be greedy for good things, otherwise it will be too much.
Jing Hengbo was wearing his clothes, and always felt that someone was peeping behind him. He turned his head suddenly, and found that Mr. Mu was sleeping peacefully on the bed.
She shrugged, continued to wear, and when she **** her skirt, she turned her head abruptly.
Behind is still quiet.
Jing Hengbo felt that he had really become a psychopath.
She quickly got dressed, covered Mr. Mu's body with a quilt, and went out through the window.
The bed was quiet, and the quilt covered people from head to toe.
A moment later, a hand stretched out and gently pressed down on the quilt.
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Jing Hengbo ran to Li Hanyu's room wearing that pretty queen-like dress.
Li Hanyu hadn't slept yet, and the lights were still bright. He was beaten into a pig's head today, so he couldn't sleep well because of the pain.
Jing Hengbo's bun has been dismantled, and now it is simply untied, and against the snow-white skirt, it is as elegant as a fairy, and it is a different style from before.
In the night, her figure floated down like a Guanghan fairy, and landed on Li Hanyu's window lattice.
Li Hanyu was sitting by the window, dipped a wooden stick into the ointment in the bottle, and carefully painted his face. He worked on his face, so he didn't dare to be sloppy.
He suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, rich but not gaudy, noble and unrestrained, reminiscent of peonies in full bloom in summer.
At the same time, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw a snow-white silk, embroidered with dots of water chestnut flowers, dancing leisurely in the night wind.
He raised his head, suddenly feeling suffocated.
At some point in front of the window sat a woman in snow-clothed purple gauze, who was looking down at him slightly. The lantern in the distance was dimly lit, and her backlit face seemed to glow naturally.
For a moment, he felt that he was being looked down upon by a goddess, and he was intoxicated in her eyes that were as long as sea water, as bright as a clear lake, but as charming as the rising sun.
It wasn't until she knocked on the window lattice that he woke up suddenly, opened his mouth, and suddenly hated his face beyond recognition.
There was no hostility on the goddess's face, but a touch of curiosity and inquiry.
His heart moved, and he couldn't help breathing slightly short.
Jing Hengbo sat by the window, noticing the change in Li Hanyu's expression, and smiled coldly in his heart.
She knocked on the window with a smile, propped her elbows, and said in a low voice: "Hey, why is your face like this?"
Hearing her familiar tone, Li Hanyu was startled, "...Girl...do you know me?"
"I don't know." She waved her hand.
Li Hanyu looked disappointed.
"But you look a lot like me... an old friend." Jing Hengbo showed a melancholy expression, "I saw you in the afternoon, and I paid attention to it, but why did you become like this at night?"
Li Hanyu was startled again, thought for a while, and exclaimed: "You are...a woman..."
He shouted halfway, but he seemed to suddenly think of something, and hurriedly shut up, but his face looked surprised and proud.
There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered Guanjiachuan, he ran into the queen. The queen really noticed him and followed him quietly, coming to see him in the middle of the night.
Doesn't this mean that the inference of the Raksha Sect Master is correct, the queen has special feelings for the person with this face?
Doesn't he have a good chance?
Thinking that he had managed to get the queen's attention so quickly, he felt a little proud, thinking about the bad attitude those people had treated him before, if those people knew that he had won the queen's favor, would they dare to treat him like that?
Of course, he thought, he wouldn't say it. He will not expose the queen's identity, he will treat her tenderly, make up for her, and win her heart.
She was a queen, and so beautiful, that she deserved his attention.
"Girl's clothes are thin, can you be cold?" He raised his head, imitating a cold and noble smile, but unfortunately his face was like a pig's head, which affected his beauty.
Jing Hengbo resisted the desire to vomit, leaned slightly, raised his chin with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Will you undress me to keep out the cold?"
When she said that, she suddenly felt a chill behind her.
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