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Forty-seven Butterfly Dancing in the Deep Court

Suddenly there was a "crack" sound, and something brushed against the attendant's arm. The pain caused Qi Heng to drop the knife. When he looked closely, it turned out to be bamboo chopsticks? "Who!" Qi Heng looked around in anger.

Only Xie Jun and one person were present. In the hall, which was littered with tables and chairs, he remained calm and calm, sipping the tea in his cup as if there was no one around. There was a tube of bamboo chopsticks placed within reach.

"It's you!" Qi Heng was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He rolled up his sleeves and prepared for a big fight. He had already woken up from alcohol.

"Don't blame me for not saying hello, please help yourself." He continued to pour a cup of tea and drink it.

Qi Heng, who was furious, threw himself at the two girls behind the tent. Xuehai jumped onto the tent with a hand, and gave Qi Heng a condescending kick.

"Girl, not bad!"

Xie Jun and Lin Yan smiled and raised their hands. The bamboo chopsticks left a large trace of blood on the back of Qi Heng's hand.

"Hit me!" Qi Heng led the men and turned around to pounce on Xie Junhe.

Jun He pushed down the chopstick holder, and suddenly it was like a thousand arrows were fired, and the minions scurried away. From the corner of his eye, he saw Qi Heng preparing to run away, and he flew up and kicked the big table next to him, and the table moved towards Qi Heng with great momentum.

The leg hit him.

Qi Heng was only half a minute away from being hit and breaking his leg. The domineering anger on Young Master Qi's face was completely gone, only indescribable panic and panic.

However, the table flew to the door and stopped suddenly.

Cheng Yunhe's scabbard held up that force.

Xie Junhe stopped.

People in the room lowered their heads and did not dare to look into Cheng Yunhe's eyes.

In fact, Cheng Yunhe just stood still, with no edge, no anger, and no smile. But when he looked around, there was a terrifying calmness. This is a kind of awe-inspiring majesty - he is more like a mirror, when you

Her eyes met his, and the right and wrong of just now were immediately reflected.

The Qi family didn't dare to say a word, including the eldest son Qi. After a period of drunken madness, he didn't know whether he was really drunk or pretending to be drunk, but he shrank into a corner and made no sound.

Yun He ordered: "Send the young master back. Master Qi didn't ask you to come to Nan'an to embarrass yourself!"

Those people supported Qi Heng and retreated behind him dejectedly.

Xie Junhe actually did not express any objection.

Yun He immediately leaned over and apologized to the people in the store for his young master's recklessness: "I've frightened you all, but I hope Haihan. The young master was young and very energetic, and he was imprisoned for a long time, so he felt resentful and drank a few more drinks.

It is inevitable that he will behave inappropriately and offend. When he sobers up, he will definitely apologize to everyone."

Until Yan Hong didn't want to care about it, he just gave her a piece of silver as compensation.

Xie Junhe clearly felt that his rough aura was dwarfed in front of him, so he couldn't help but clasp his fists in respect.

Yun He also clasped his fists in return: "Please convey my gratitude to Master Chu, I will take good care of the young master."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his robe and followed the cold wind into the depths of the quiet night. He didn't say a word more, and he didn't stay for more than a moment. He was like a simple and sharp knife.

Xue Hai breathed out, and when he saw Yan Hong pouring a bowl of wine to thank him, he quickly stopped him: "Not to Jun He! He should have taken action long ago!"

Jun He glanced at her: "If you don't want to drink, you won't drink. Seeing how awesome you are, why should I take action?"

Xuehai snickered a few times when she heard the praise.

But his tone suddenly became fierce: "Still not leaving? Go back and wait to be beaten by your brother! Otherwise, he will definitely know before dawn."

She said goodbye to Yan Hong and followed Jun He obediently without smiling. But Jun He only heard "pop" and "pop" sounds behind him, and for a moment he couldn't figure out what she was doing. He turned to the left

If he took a step, she would go to the left. If he took a step to the right, she would immediately go to the right. He stood still and turned around, but she just lowered her head. It turned out that she was stepping on his shadow one by one, as if she had a deep hatred for his shadow.

Seeing that he was looking at her, Xuehai felt a little embarrassed. When he left again, she stepped on him again.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the head of the stone bridge. There was a faint moonlight and a faint wind. The water of the river was like a silk thread, flowing to a distant place. The gray and black low eaves on both sides stretched one after another. Jun He was impatient and asked

"That's not your brother, why are you stepping on it?" Xuehai deliberately went against him and stomped on the long shadow under the moonlight a few times to vent his anger. Jun He folded his arms and leaned against the railing, shaking his head.

She hangs around her. Children will be children.

Seeing that he had stopped moving, she followed him and slid up to sit on the railing, swaying her feet, looking at the moon for a while and then for him. He lowered his head and stared at the stone road in deep concentration. "Brother Junhe...are you worried?

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"No, wait until you've stepped enough before leaving."

Xue Hai smiled: "It's obvious that you don't want to leave!"

He turned around and glanced at Xuehai, who stopped smiling: "Can't I care about you?" She jumped down from the handrail. She kicked two or three stones on the ground, bent down to pick up one of them, and threw it with all her strength.

Towards the moon in the river, there was a "dong" sound, and the rhythm of the water surface did not change much. The pebbles flew to God knows where. "Disgusting!" He was clearly scolding Xie Junhe like a pebble.

"Let's go." Jun He didn't seem to want to say anything more.

Just at this moment, a tall and thin figure walked up from under the bridge - or rather floated towards him. When he crossed paths with this person, Xie Junhe clearly felt a heavy sense of oppression - which was the same as the pressing figure from Fenghuo Ridge.

The horror is so similar: Why can't I hear the footsteps? A fluttering white dress is wrapped from head to toe, even covering half of the face. The loose black hair is flying in the wind like a waterfall. The skin is white and delicate under the moonlight.

, with gorgeous red lips and slender and graceful eyebrows. As he arrived, a delicate fragrance gradually diffused in the air, making him appear mysterious and unpredictable.

Is this a woman? No, just now his eyes were as sharp as sword lights, staring straight at Xie Junhe, as if they wanted to pierce his heart.

Seeing him arriving on the clear and white road under the bridge, he suddenly looked back, raised his eyebrows and smiled, his eyes full of charm. His smile fell silent for a moment, as cold as a provocation. Then he jumped up into the night sky like a white crane. Jun He dropped him.

He said, "Stay here and don't move!" and followed that person.

Of course, Xuehai was not willing to be a dummy, and immediately followed him. However, Xie Junhe's figure disappeared in the deep alley and was nowhere to be found, let alone the weirdo who moved as fast as lightning.

"Jun and Brother?" She called several times to no avail. Looking around, she was surrounded by a maze of narrow alleys, with dilapidated houses crisscrossing the area and numerous forks. She didn't know where to go.

Suddenly, a hand grabbed her neck tightly, and fear spread throughout her body. She felt it was difficult to breathe and wanted to shout, but no sound was blocked in her throat. She could only hear the rattling of her own bones. She instinctively wanted to go

She opened her hand, but no matter how hard she tried, it still wouldn't move. She danced and kicked wildly for a while, struggling desperately, but it was all in vain.

When he raised his eyes, he saw only a dark shadow, and a pale moon behind him. The moon melted, and he fell into darkness, and his consciousness became blurred. He only felt that he was being dragged to the ground, and a bright ball of light swayed by.
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