The young woman was so angry that she couldn't speak.
A sharp-tongued maid beside her said, "Listen to our wife's lesson.
When will it be your turn to speak, a vixen in the flesh business?"
Ouyang Junnuo couldn't help but shook his head slightly when he heard the words.
This maid and dog relied on her power to say such vicious words.
As soon as he finished speaking, the red-clothed figure flashed, and a wisp of red breeze flashed past the eyes.
Wenren Qianjue seemed to see the wild goose on his left sleeve spreading its wings and about to fly.
There were two crisp sounds of "papa", and there were ten red finger prints on the maid's face.
The woman in red stood in front of the maid in a blink of an eye: "Ah, how can a slave be so arrogant?
It seems that not only can your master not control his own man, he can't even control a maid.
She is that fat-headed, pig-faced man." , I'm not interested anymore.
The maid can help teach her a lesson."
He said while rolling up his arms and sleeves.
When the young woman heard this, her face turned red with anger, and she fainted, probably out of anger.
The woman in red took a step back, pretending to be surprised: "He's dead."
She looked at the beaten maid and said, "If you don't carry your master back and leave him here to rot, it will stain the facade of my Huaiyan Tower.
I will spare you for now and go back and take care of your master."
Let’s take care of the funeral.”
Originally, the woman was not very dizzy.
She just woke up and when she heard the second half of the sentence, she rolled her eyes and fainted again.
The maid was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything more.
She called on other maids to help the woman onto the sedan and carry her away.
The crowd gradually dispersed.
There were some who criticized the woman in red, and there were also those who laughed at the woman, and they had a lot of fun talking while walking.
The woman in red didn't care much when she heard it.
Wenren Qianjue took a step forward, stopped the woman in red and asked, "May I know your name?"
The woman in red who was about to return to Huaiyan Tower paused and said, "Ask me."
Qian Jue nodded and couldn't help but giggle: "Girl, hahahahaha, I am the bustard of Huaiyan Tower, my name is Shui Yang. ” "Shuiyang" Wenren Qianjue raised the corners of her lips, showing off her ruthless air.
"Yes," the woman in red smiled even more intensely: "Water is like water, and water is like Yang."
Wenren Qianjue high-fived and said with a smile: "What a good name."
That wild charm made Shui Yang couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and then said with a smile: "We are already outside the door of Huaiyan Tower, why don't you come in and have fun?"
Wenren Qianjue was about to say no, but Ouyang Junnuo smiled lightly and said, "Why don't you go in?
Not only do you want to go in, but you also want to meet the most popular girl here."
Xiaoyan raised her hands and jumped up and down with joy: "Go in, go in."
Baili Suye also walked over, looking lazy and dignified.
Shuiyang's eyes were instantly attracted to him.
Since everyone is interested, it doesn’t matter if you know a lot about others.
Shui Yang blinked: "The two young masters are so extraordinary, they must be very popular among the girls.
Shui Yang is really honored to be able to come to our Huaiyan Tower.
What should I call you?"
Ouyang Junnuo was not restrained: "Thanks to the girl for your love, just call me Ouyang."
The voice was light, elegant and calm as a young man.
Baili Suye walked in directly without saying a word.
As the people behind him followed, Shui Yang looked at Wen Ren Qianjue and covered his mouth with a smile: "This girl, I don't know what she likes."
Wenren Qianjue frowned: "What do you mean?"
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Shui Yang covered his mouth: "Is the girl really unaware or is she just pretending to deceive me?
We have handsome boys here specially prepared for masculine husbands.
If the girl doesn't dislike them, I will definitely make an exception and introduce the best one to the girl."
Wenren Qianjue smiled wildly, lifted Shuiyang's chin with his fingers, and kept getting closer to her delicate little face.
The warm wind blew on Shuiyang's face, saying ambiguously and charmingly, "You are like this."
Shui Yang, who had been through the process for a long time, was stunned by the teasing.
Ouyang Junnuo couldn't help but smile on his lips, and whispered to Wenren Qianjue: "Let's go in and take a look.
Maybe we can find a way out of the city.
If there are no clues, we will come out immediately."
Wenren Qianjue suddenly noticed the dancing swan geese again, and thought of the way Qi Peng hugged the scarlet silk skirt, he nodded and decided to go in.
Maybe not just to find a way out of the city, but just to keep a heart outside the city.
Shuiyang led the way with a smile.
The Huaiyan Tower is filled with red smoke, green willows and peach purple.
It is filled with a fragrant and luxurious atmosphere.
Enchantresses and beauties abound.
Wenren Qianjue thought of the quarrel just now and understood why the young woman's husband refused to return home.
This place can definitely kill all the flower streets in the capital.
So beautiful, there is no woman who is not as delicate as a flower, even the children are all white and beautiful, as fresh as freshly picked grapes, with rolling water drops.
My heart trembled, I wonder what Qi Peng felt when he came here.
Walking in front was Baili Suye, who was so indifferent that he didn't even bother to take a look at them, let alone being unmoved by these beauties.
Walking with an indifferent expression makes people feel at ease for no reason.
Shui Yang suddenly turned around, with a pair of crescent-shaped eyes as sharp as blades: "What is the girl carrying on her back?"
Wenren Qianjue replied: "Knife."
Shui Yang sneered and walked closer to Wen Ren Qian Jue: "Oh, can you let me have a look?"
There was a bit of laziness in Wenren Qianjue's razor-like eyebrows, but it was unmistakable: "My mother's relics are not allowed to be borrowed."
Shui Yang slowly walked up to Wen Ren Qian Jue, and her attitude suddenly changed.
Ying Ying smiled and said, "Oh, I'm so rude."
He waved to a beautiful woman and said, "Go and call Haitang down.
I have a guest here who wants to see the leader."
The beauty hesitated and said, "Grandma, she has a guest."
Shui Yang snorted: "Still the pretty boy."
The beauty said: "Grandma, it's not like you don't know that Haitang is stubborn.
You have already said that Mr.
Yin was not a good person before he entered the city.
But she doesn't believe it."
Shuiyang was eighteen or nineteen years old, but he was called grandma by young girls.
Baili Suye's eyes were cold, always fixed on a door above, and then he looked at Ouyang Junnuo.
Ouyang Junnuo understood, nodded secretly, pointed to a door above and asked, "That's Miss Haitang's room over there."
The beauty An Ran replied: "Yes."
Ouyang Junnuo then smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't come down, we can just go up and take a look."
At this time, Wenren Qianjue also smelled a faint smell, like the smell of blood or some kind of mucus.
Submerged in the smell of powder, it's hard to notice but You can know this smell just by touching it.
It was the smell emanating from the Gu people that day.
When their Gu worms died, this smell was the strongest.
Although the smell is very weak, Wenren Qianjue definitely has it Could it be She looked at Baili Suye.
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He was standing there lazily, his eyes no longer looking at the door.
Could it be that His Highness the Seventh Prince had discovered the smell just now and locked the room?
Wenren Qianjue didn't have time to think too much and listened to Shui Yang speak.
She seemed to be quite disgusted with Mr.
Yin, and regardless of what happened above, she just said: "Come with me, I am the master of Huaiyan Tower after all."
The further you go up, the stronger the smell becomes. gradually becomes clear Wenren Qianjue was already certain that one of the people in the house must be from the Gu tribe.
Stepping through the red carpet-paved stairs is in front of Haitang's door.
Ouyang Junnuo and Wenren Qianjue looked at each other.
Wenren Qianjue clenched the knife and was ready to draw it out at any time.
Shui Yang opened the door and the two of them sat at the table drinking.
The woman's appearance was rather charming, and the person drinking next to her was a young man.
Surprisingly, nothing happened Can The smell inside the house is wrong Wenren Qianjue can be sure that one of these two people must be from the Gu tribe, but he is just disguised very well now.
Wouldn't leaving that give the Gu tribe a chance to escape?
I want to find it again.
I don't know when it will be.
Suddenly a voice sounded in my heart.
Low and mellow, it belongs to Baili Suye.
Through ventriloquism, His Highness Seventh Prince actually told all the actions of Mr.
Yin in front of him, and he knew it like the back of his hand.
How terrifying and powerful his intelligence network must be
"Understand" The voice that sounded in my heart was condensed into one word at the end.
Wenren Qianjue nodded secretly and was the first to speak: "Yin Wei" The young man was stunned: "You know me?"
Wenren Qianjue slowly showed a cold smile and walked over: "In order to prevent others from knowing his flaws, the first person he killed when he was a disciple was his mentor; he seduced twelve girls from good families, and the chaos began.
He finally gave up; he hangs around the fireworks place all the time, claiming to be a romantic; he has an old mother at home who is not filial; he has a wife at the bottom who is unwilling to take care of him, what use is it to keep someone like you?"
No one present was surprised when they heard this, except for the charming person at the table.
Yin Wei stood up with a sneer: "Girl, you have been chasing me so hard, but you can't do anything for the people."
Ghost town, can ordinary people enter it?
Unexpectedly, he hid here and still couldn't escape.
Wenren Qianjue said: "It's none of your business."
Yin Wei also drew his sword: "Oh, it's so interesting.
Should you go up alone, or all of them?"
Wenren Qianjue maintained his usual indifference: "It's just me."
Yin Wei looked at the thin edge of his sword and was very disdainful: "I never kill women, especially" He glanced at Wenren Qianjue: "You are such a beautiful woman."
Wenren Qianjue sneered, picked up a chopstick on the table, flew towards him, and hit his vital point.
Yin Wei returned the sword and blocked it, then turned his hand and made a beautiful counterattack.
Wenren Qianjue sneered: "I don't see how soft-hearted you are."
The two quickly started fighting.
Everyone else was watching the excitement.
Xiaoyan even clapped her hands and said, "Come on, sister, kill this scumbag."
Shui Yang greeted: "Haitang hasn't come here yet."
Haitang still didn't believe it: "Grandma, maybe, maybe you are mistaken.
Mr.
Yin is not that kind of person."
Just as he was talking, Wenren Qianjue forced Yin Wei to the point where he had no choice but to retreat.
Not bothering to use the knife at all, Yin Wei struggled to resist: "It's not bad, but it's a pity that it's still too tender."
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As soon as he finished speaking, he took out his hand, pulled Haitang in front of him, and met Wenren Qianjue's palm.
Hearing people is like a stagnation.
"Be careful!"
Ouyang Junnuo exclaimed.
Yin Wei's sword penetrated from Haitang's body and stabbed Wen Ren Qianjue.
Despite Haitang's still soft body, the sword still penetrated half an inch of Wenren Qianjue's body.
Haitang's wide eyes were very close to her, and she knew that those eyes would never close again.
He was still here, and he actually watched him kill a woman.
Wenren Qianjue suddenly became angry.
Instead of retreating, he advanced forward.
The sword sank half an inch into his body.
He didn't care about the severe pain and stabbed his head hard with his palm.
Yin Wei's head was covered with blood, and his face was ferocious: "Tell me who hired you to kill me."
Wenren Qianjue quickly stopped: "I told you, it's none of your business."
Blood arrows spurted out, and Yin Wei's body fell next to Haitang, as if he was still dead
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