"Sister Zhuma, this is my little brother's villa."
Shui Wufeng led Zhuma, Qiu Tianlong and others to a mansion with gray-white exterior walls, pointed to the luxurious and grand front entrance and introduced.
"Brother Shui, your family is so big!" Zhuma's big eyes flickered, her little hands covered her lips, and she exclaimed.
During her stay in the Imperial Capital of Daqian, she followed Zhong Wen to visit many wealthy families. The mansions of both the Nangong family and the Shangguan family were more exquisite and gorgeous than the house in front of her, but they were far out of reach in terms of area.
However, such a large house is only a separate courtyard for Shui Wufeng. This shows the power of Xiao Zhengtai's family in the Fulong Emperor's capital.
"It's just so so." Shui Wufeng puffed out his chest, with a look of pride on his face, "Compared to where dad lives, it's still far behind."
The surprise in the little girl's eyes became even stronger, she felt that the life of rich people was really far beyond her imagination.
However, as a child who grew up in the mountains, she was not interested in the luxurious lifestyle of the rich and powerful, and she did not understand what the fun was in living in a big, empty house.
"Sister, please come in!" Shui Wufeng made an "invite" gesture diligently, indicating Zhuma to follow him into the other courtyard.
"Hey, Jiang Laosan, I haven't seen you for a few days, that's a big deal!"
Suddenly, a strange voice came from behind the two of them, "You haven't even grown your hair yet, but you've learned how to pick up girls!"
"Old Si Gong!" Xiao Zhengtai turned around, her eyes instantly turned cold, "What are you doing in front of my house?"
Zhuma looked along Shui Wufeng's line of sight and saw a fair and fat young man in red standing not far away.
The young man was about fourteen or fifteen years old. His facial features were regular, but his body shape was much wider than that of a normal person. The red robe on his body was exquisitely made, and there were golden patterns embroidered on the chest. He was obviously from a good family background.
Perhaps due to overnutrition, as long as the boy trembles his lips a little, the bulging fat on his cheeks will tremble slightly, making people want to reach out and pinch it.
Fatty people usually give people an image of being honest and honest, but the eyes of the boy in red are full of cunning, and one can tell at a glance that he is a man with a sharp mind.
Behind him, stood several warriors in white robes and gold trim, all with bright eyes and extraordinary aura, exuding the fierce aura that only masters can possess.
"I was walking on the road, but I didn't enter your house." The young man in red, known as "Gong Laosi" smiled, "Can you take care of it?"
"You..." Shui Wufeng's eyes narrowed. He was about to open his mouth to curse, but he suppressed his temper and said in a stiff tone, "I have important guests today and I have no time to talk to you."
"Brother Cao, who is that young man...?" Qiu Tianlong asked Cao Dadao.
He could naturally tell that Shui Wufeng and the young man in red were both rich and powerful, with prominent backgrounds. However, they were only over ten years old and were not born when Qiu Tianlong left the imperial capital, so they did not know each other.
"That little fat guy is Gong Jiuxiao's fourth son, Gong Congyun." Cao Da answered truthfully.
"It turns out he is a descendant of the Gong family." Qiu Tianlong nodded, and then asked, "I just heard him call Brother Shui 'Jiang Laosan', could it be..."
"Brother Qiu Qiu knows that the young master is a descendant of the Jiang family, and his real name is 'Jiang Wufeng'." Seeing that he could not hide it, Cao Da could not help but explain with a wry smile, "When I went out, for the sake of personal safety, I changed my name to 'Shui Wufeng'.
I didn’t mean to deceive you.”
"It turns out that he is a child of the Jiang family." Qiu Tianlong's mood was quite complicated. "If my wife is still alive, my child should not be young."
Why did your wife, who died in her eighties, not have children so early?
Cao Da was very dissatisfied with Qiu Tianlong's forced sentimental remarks and couldn't help but secretly complain.
"Is this the little sister?" Gong Congyun said with a bit of frivolity in his little eyes, and said with a wicked smile, "Although you have no ability, Jiang Laosan, you do have good eyesight. You are indeed a beauty. In a few years, you will definitely be a beauty."
She is a stunning beauty.”
"Sister Gong, please keep your mouth clean!" Jiang Wufeng's expression changed and he shouted sternly.
"Why, if you can do it, why can't I say that?" Gong Congyun chuckled and said, "Little sister, look at Jiang Laosan's thin arms and legs. I'm afraid he hasn't even begun to develop his body. He can't be considered a man at all. Why not?
Come with me? Let me show you the true charm of a man!"
"You fart!" Jiang Wufeng's face turned red with anger and he clenched his fists tightly. If he hadn't known that he was no match for Gong Congyun, he would have rushed up to fight him desperately.
As children of the four major families, both of them have very good talents, and they have no shortage of famous teachers and resources. Their cultivation progress is almost the same. The age gap of three and a half years has become an insurmountable gap.
Since she was a child, she was not recognized by the spirit beasts and was depressed all day long. Zhuma's mind was extremely sharp and she could clearly feel the kindness and malice of the people around her. Facing Gong Congyun's teasing, she frowned slightly, and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.
He turned his head and ignored the other party, and instead whispered to Jiang Wufeng: "Brother Shui, let's go in."
Most girls who grew up in the mountains have beautiful voices. Zhuma's voice was like an oriole singing, clear and sweet. Gong Congyun's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but look at the eleven or twelve-year-old girl in front of him again.
This time he observed very carefully, and realized that this girl had beautiful features and fair and rosy skin. Although she was young, her figure already had some bulges. At first glance, she looked pure and simple, but she also had a hint of something hidden.
The unusual charm is so attractive that you can't bear to look away.
This girl is really good!
No wonder Jiang Laosan, a brat like Jiang Laosan, is also attracted to her.
Among the four major families in Fulong Imperial Capital, the Jiang family is the first, followed by the Gong family. Both parties have a strong say in the military and political circles. On the surface, they are in peace with each other, but secretly they are in constant conflict. There is a tendency that one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.
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Under such a background, the younger generations of the two families naturally do not get along very harmoniously, and they always like to compete with each other no matter what.
For the younger generation of the Gong family, the pair of dragons and phoenixes of the Jiang family have already made a name for themselves on the battlefield, shining brightly and making it difficult for them to compare themselves. Therefore, the young Jiang Wufeng has become the best breakthrough point.
The conflict between Gong Congyun and Jiang Wufeng originated from this.
"Stop!" Seeing that Jiang Wufeng was about to take Zhuma into the other courtyard, he suddenly shouted.
"Sister Gong, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Wufeng turned back angrily, "I told you I didn't have time to talk to you today!"
"Look carefully, isn't this little sister the maid who escaped from our Gong family?" Gong Congyun yelled, "Jiang Laosan, you stole from our Gong family's servants, you are so shameless!"
His voice was proportional to his stature. Such a roar was like the roar of a liger, cracking rocks and piercing clouds, attracting passers-by's attention.
"What did you say?" Jiang Wufeng was stunned, and then he realized that Gong Congyun was deliberately humiliating him, and couldn't help laughing angrily, "You mean, Sister Zhuma is your maid?"
"Yes, come and see if this is our maid?" Gong Congyun turned to several followers and asked loudly.
"Yes, this girl is a servant of the young master's house!" A servant behind him echoed, and the others nodded.
Jiang Wufeng calmed down at this time, glanced at Qiu Tianlong beside him, didn't say anything, just sneered.
Sure enough, when he heard Zhuma being humiliated, Qiu Tianlong's eyes gleamed with light. His strong body rose from the ground and hung in the air. His whole body exuded the majestic spiritual aura, which enveloped Gong Congyun and others fiercely.
On the body.
"Ling, Ling Zun!"
Gong Congyun and the guards behind him all looked shocked, and their bodies were as stiff as lambs waiting to be slaughtered, unable to exert any strength at all.
"What did you just say?" Qiu Tianlong slowly took a step forward, hovering in front of Gong Congyun's head, and asked calmly, "Miss Zhuma is a servant in your family?"
Listening to his tone, Gong Congyun knew that he had offended someone he couldn't afford to offend. He felt bad in his heart. He squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying and stammered: "Senior, late, junior just momentarily
I was dazzled, but now I take a closer look and realize that I have recognized the wrong person. This young lady has nothing to do with the family. Please forgive me."
"Oh, really?" Qiu Tianlong sneered, suddenly stretched out his right hand, pinched the neck of the guard behind Gong Congyun, and lifted him up effortlessly, "This man's tone just now was very firm!
"
"This, this slave is talking nonsense and has made the senior unhappy." Gong Congyun was so frightened that he trembled all over and quickly cleared the air and said, "This junior should be disciplined strictly. Please calm down, senior!"
"It turns out that you are just a dog slave talking nonsense." Qiu Tianlong showed a strange smile on his face, "As a servant, you dare to slander Miss Zhuma, let me discipline you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted slight force with his right hand, and there was a "click" sound. The guard's neck was directly twisted, his head tilted, and he soon stopped breathing.
"Senior, senior, this junior is the legitimate son of the Imperial Palace family!" Gong Congyun's legs kept shaking, almost losing control, and he cried, "As long as senior is willing to show mercy, my father will be rewarded generously!"
"Oh? It turns out to be the young master of the Gong family." Qiu Tianlong pretended to be surprised, "In this case, for the sake of Gong Jiuxiao, as long as you kowtow three times to Miss Zhuma and apologize, I will no longer pursue this matter.
how?"
"Senior, can you change the way to apologize?" Gong Congyun said with a sad face, "Junior, at least..."
"Noisy!" Before he could finish his words, Qiu Tianlong's face suddenly darkened and he shouted sternly, "Kneel down!"
Gong Congyun felt the aura surrounding him increase dramatically. His fat body could no longer withstand the pressure. His knees softened and he knelt down in front of Zhuma with a "plop". His face had turned the color of pig liver.
"You, how dare you insult the children of the Gong family like this!"
In front of many passers-by, Gong Congyun knelt down in front of an eleven or twelve-year-old girl. Gong Congyun felt that his face was completely lost. He was so ashamed and angry that if he had not been unable to move, he would have wanted to hit him directly against a tree and screamed hysterically.
He shouted, "Daddy will never let you go!"
"I don't know what will happen to Gong Jiuxiao." Qiu Tianlong said lightly, "But if you don't apologize to Miss Zhuma, I will definitely crush your head."
"You...I..." Gong Congyun suddenly woke up. Cold sweat broke out on his plump face. He was so confused that he didn't know what to do.
"Sister Gong, why are you so polite?" Jiang Wufeng came to Gong Congyun at some point and said with a smile, "I can't bear such a big gift."
Gong Congyun was furious and was about to scold him when he heard Qiu Tianlong's cold voice: "I will count to three, either kowtow to apologize or die!"
"You, who are you!" Gong Congyun asked tremblingly, "Do you really want to be an enemy of my Gong family?"
"three!"
"I, Gong Congyun, are a man and will never kowtow to a woman!"
"two!"
"Dad will definitely avenge me. Then you should be ready to face the Gong family's anger!"
"one!"
"Miss Zhuma, I was wrong!" Seeing Qiu Tianlong's right arm slowly raised, Gong Congyun could no longer maintain his character of preferring death to surrender, and his head hit the ground with a "bang", and he shouted,
"I am too blind to see Taishan. Please forgive me this time!"
It was the first time Jiang Wufeng saw Gong Congyun in such a miserable state, and he couldn't help but burst out laughing, feeling very happy.
Being used to being bullied by the other party, Xiaozhengtai now felt quite happy to let out the bad breath in his chest.
"Go away, don't let me see you again!" Zhuma curled her lips, then turned around and never looked at the fat man again.
"Yes, yes!" Gong Congyun felt his whole body relax, and the aura that suppressed him instantly dissipated. He quickly got up and stumbled towards the distance with several attendants, never daring to look back.
One glance.
Listening to Jiang Wufeng's sarcasm behind him, Gong Congyun's small eyes embedded in his fleshy face shone with extremely resentful light...
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Is this the legendary saying that good deeds are rewarded with good deeds?
Zhong Wen stared straight at Ye Qinglian who was bound by the soul-binding rope, as if his eyes were turning into cameras, and the wonderful scene in front of him was firmly engraved in his mind.
At this time, Ye Qinglian was completely naked, with her hands and feet spread out in a large shape, completely displaying the most mysterious and beautiful parts of a woman in front of him.
She has hazy, watery eyes, a pretty face, a flawless and proud figure, and her crystal-clear skin exudes a light pink luster.
If Ye Qinglian was beautiful, tough and hard to get close to in the past, now she shows a completely different temperament.
It was as if the feminine charm accumulated for more than thirty years was released in one breath. At this moment, every inch of her skin and every strand of hair exuded the unique charm of a mature woman.
What a peerless beauty!
Zhong Wen felt that his nostrils were itchy and he was about to bleed. He hurriedly took a few steps and used his hands to break the black rope wrapped around Ye Qinglian's body.
The moment she broke free from the rope, Ye Qinglian's snow-white body made a "plop" and collapsed limply on Zhong Wen. Her pretty face was buried in his chest, her body trembled slightly and she said nothing.
"Sister Qinglian, are you okay?"
Seeing that Ye Qinglian was in an abnormal state, Zhong Wen stretched out his right hand and gently placed it on her wrist, trying to make a diagnosis through the pulse.
Unexpectedly, the moment their hands touched, Ye Qinglian suddenly raised her head, hooked another lotus-like arm around Zhong Wen's neck, moved her body closer, and kissed him hard on the mouth with her delicate red lips.?