The ambiguous red tent was suddenly lifted up, and a plump beauty walked in. She stood still far away, but her voice was like a slut in her ears.
She came over with a fragrance, and the tail note was the lingering little bit of spring dreams. She had deep eyes and puffed lips, cloud bun and phoenix hairpin. She had a mature style between looking around.
She was dressed very tightly, with a thick turtleneck and thick shirt covering her neck without revealing her skin tone.
But the clothes may be tighter, and a shaky danger is swelling.
The trembling trembling while walking gives people a huge sense of oppression.
Xiang Ling'er, who was squatting in the corner of the wall, still had a pale face and had not yet escaped the panic of being in the dying situation.
He had obviously escaped for a long time and had been traveling tens of thousands of miles away, but he seemed to have not escaped from that palm!
At the moment when the red tent was lifted, she had already grasped the light and almost got up and flew away. Until she saw the person clearly, she was still shaking.
Petite, pitiful.
The ponytails hung behind him, with his innocent and tearful eyes, and his voice was also sweet-
"Old woman, don't call me sister."
"Then I'll leave?" Mrs. Zhirui, who had been operating in Jingdi, smiled unchanged.
Everyone knows that the Seven Heavenly Incenses, Eleven Heart Incense has a total of 18 stunning beauties, and they are the core high-rise buildings of Sanfen Xiangqi Building, each with their own means and extraordinary.
But just like the gauze on the courtesan's face, half-covered and half-covered, it is the most attractive.
These eighteen core members are all hidden very deeply and are reluctant to let the world see their beauty.
At present, Ye Lan'er, Xiangling'er, and Meiyue are revealed in front of others, and they are running around for the development of the sect.
The management and practice of Sanfen Xiangqi Building are two systems, which are a bit like the relationship between Yunguo and Lingxiao Pavilion.
Many of the Eighteen Scents, who hold high-level power within the sect, have nothing to do with the Three Fen Xiangqi Tower on the surface.
Just like the second-year-old Tianxiang, Muguo, who has been in the country for many years, has been banned from entering the Sanfen Xiangqi Building, so he develops as an individual. When it comes to Sanfen Xiangqi Building, he always disdains his words. He is the most core high-level
, be able to know her identity.
Mrs. Zhirui of Jing State has been alone for a long time. Although Jing State also has a Sanfen Xiangqi Tower and has developed very well, it has nothing to do with her.
The person who stood on the open to preside over the affairs of the Sanfen Xiang Building in Jingdi was Zhen Xiang. After Faro's death, she was already the only Zhen Xiang in the building.
There were also envoys who served incense and waiters.
"Fengxiang" and "Fragrance Beauty" are two different systems.
Those who worship incense will naturally respect incense.
Among the fragrance beauties, the seven-day fragrance and the eleven-heart fragrance are the core.
Just like Zhimi is the most powerful man in the building, his status is under Tianxiang and Xinxiang.
Xiang Ling'er escaped and entered Jing Kingdom, not seeking wisdom, but seeking Mrs. Zhirui because the latter can better ensure her safety.
Now that Yan Sheng is in the Mengdu, the storm is coming from all directions, Fengxiang Zhenren is still too conspicuous.
And Mrs. Zhirui had to let go as soon as she came, so she had to take it.
Xiang Ling'er looked at Mrs. Zhirui quietly, with innocence on her face. Suddenly, she leaned back and hit the back of her head directly on the wall.
Dong!
This time, I used too much force to smash the wall of the quiet room built by the hanging stone and engraved with the formation patterns, which made a clear spider-web-like crack. The crack suddenly collapsed in and fell into a deep pit!
Under this sudden and violent impact, Dingling-
The sound of bells. Unlike the huge sound of hitting the wall, this sound seems to be deep in the cochlea.
A small pink bell was shaking in the void.
The invisible ripples spread rapidly with this center.
Mrs. Zhirui knew very well that once this ripple was truly released, it would be a shocking scream.
It is hard to say whether it is really as devastating as the rumors, but the movements here will inevitably be unblocked.
She didn't have any stimulating actions to the other party, but just smiled and looked down gently: "What are you doing, Sister Ling'er?"
Xiang Ling'er raised her head innocently and smiled sweetly: "I won't die by myself."
"Say something stupid..." Mrs. Zhirui bent over, so it became heavier. She poked out an index finger, plucked her forehead, then slid down her cheeks, and finally lifted her chin:
"Who is willing to kill you?"
Xiang Ling'er's pretty little face was like a flower blooming on her finger. She blinked her eyes and tears rolled down: "When I was strangled by Jiang Wu and hung me there, no one cared about me."
She whimpered: "I ran away for so long, no one answered."
"You are afraid of him to death... you are afraid of him to death! But you ask me to test it."
"I will take a step forward, you will run away. I will send out the signal, and you will have no news."
She screamed wildly: "Aren't I afraid of death?!"
"It's okay, it's okay..." Zhirui comforted gently: "That person just wanted you to bring a word, not really wanted to kill you. You have returned to the embrace of the organization, and no one can do anything to you anymore.
Everyone is watching.”
The five words "Everyone is watching" seem to have the magic of captivating people. Although there is no third person in the room, there will be no audience in such a quiet room. Xiang Ling'er's tears disappeared instantly, blinking her eyes,
Smiled sweetly again.
"There must be a deep conflict between Meiyue and Jiang Wang, and this has been verified repeatedly." Xiang Ling'er's head slowly lifted out of the hole in the wall, and her body also slid down against the wall: "Only this is it
Once, Jiang Wang seemed to no longer hide the importance of Meiyue to him. He clearly told me to know this."
She showed a serious thought expression: "Is it completely broken down or has it never started? Or maybe, Meiyue is not doing things well this time... Jiang Wang wants to stop the poster from causing disaster, but also keep Meiyue?"
"Then why don't you take her away directly?" Zhirui thought.
Xiang Ling'er glanced at her: "You and Tang Rong are having a hot fight, why don't he take you home?"
The children of Emperor Jing were all useless. Among the many unsuccessful ones, the only two that were still worthy of the attack were the eldest son of the emperor, Tang Jin, and the second son of the emperor, Tang Rong. They were respectively named "King Jia" and "Ning
king".
Perhaps relying on the advantage of being born early, I have been consuming more resources than my younger brothers and sisters for a few years, and have more people to take sides, and at least I have some strength and management.
There is a widely circulated saying in Jidu City - "Jin is not Liangyu, Tang Rong cannot be with him."
The general idea is that Tang Jin is incompetent, while Tang Rong is narrow-minded.
Regardless of whether this is accurate or not.
If this kind of thing can be heard, it will be circulated in the capital of Jing State until the market knows it, it cannot be solved and cannot be saved.
This is a proof of incompetence in itself.
It is the incompetence of the two princes.
They have such unique advantages, but they have no ability to stop the transmission of evil comments, and even use their own words and actions as annotations!
Of course, it is not ruled out that the possibility of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is not ruled out. But as they are already tied up, they are already boiling water and are slaughtered as a pig... It is too realistic to dress up for too long.
Mrs. Zhirui is famous in Jing Kingdom. A few years ago, she even put Ning Wang Tangrong under her skirt, almost half of Tang Rong's open outdoor room.
Unfortunately, not only "Tang Rong is not tolerant", but Princess Ning is not tolerant either.
Princess Ning is the concubine personally selected by the eldest princess of the Empire, Tang Wenxue, and her position is not something that Tang Rong can shake.
Mrs. Zhirui couldn't enter the Ning Prince's Mansion.
The comparison of Xiangling'er is not only vivid but also profound.
Mrs. Zhirui laughed at her, but she didn't care.
Xiang Ling'er continued: "Do you have to say more about this relationship with the new sect leader of Lingxiao Pavilion?"
"Forcing Yan Chun to change the way in Yuncheng is the clearest declaration. He has circled Lingxiao secretly as an untouchable forbidden area."
"But equally, how could Luqiu Wenyue allow her grandson-in-law to get entangled with others?"
Her analysis made some sense, and Mrs. Zhirui just looked at her carefully.
"Sister Ling'er..."
"Um?"
Mrs. Zhirui's five fingers swam along Xiangling'er's chin and slowly slid onto her neck: "What does it feel like to be pinched by Jiang Zhenjun?"
Xiang Ling'er smiled and said, "Sister might as well go find him by yourself... Um!"
Mrs. Zhirui's five fingers suddenly clenched, pinching Xiang Ling'er's neck, extinguishing her voice, and holding her head, hitting the wall again and again!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The force is strong and the speed is constant.
Lips augmented like vomiting smoke, and kept murmuring: "So love to smash the wall, so love to smash the wall..."
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The braids were loose, the forehead was cracked, and blood spread rapidly, hanging from the forehead like a rain curtain.
Xiang Ling'er giggled, and she finally laughed sincerely!
"We will all die, we will all die."
While she was pinched and smashed into the wall, she laughed while making a sound from her blood: "Are you scared too... are you scared too?"
Twist twist.
Twist twist.
There was a bronze mirror waiting in the room. At this time, there was a knock on the door in the mirror.
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Both women who were going crazy were quiet.
They are beautiful, powerful, each with their own style and talent. They accidentally open a corner of their emotions, but they look like crazy spirits imprisoned in beautiful dolls!
Mrs. Zhirui stopped, and Xiangling'er looked at the bronze mirror.
"Someone knocked on the door." She asked, "Did you ask her to come?"
Mrs. Zhirui released her five fingers and gently weaved the ponytail for Xianglinger: "How has my sister practiced "The Age of Beauty"? Can you still survive the seven disasters?"
"The torture is in the words, and it is inevitable that it is frivolous - it is not good to say it." Xiang Ling'er wiped the blood on her forehead with her index finger, her eyes were blurred, she raised her index finger and handed it to Mrs. Zhirui: "Or, you
Taste...whether of my rouge?"
Green jade fingers, bright red lips.
Suck gently.
At this time, a sound suddenly sounded.
"Call me at this time, what's wrong with you-"
There was indeed a door in the bronze mirror that was pushed open, and a snow-white hand was poked out. The black armband seemed to imprison the desires of people's hearts. The hand waved slightly disgusted and waved away the faint fragrance.
Bian Qian's appearance was then embedded in the mirror: "Do you want to be taken away by someone?"
Xiang Ling'er leaned against the corner of the wall, and Mrs. Zhirui squatted in front of her, then turned around and looked at Bian Qing and smiled: "Don't worry about our safety."
"I am worried about myself!" Bian Qian glanced at them, a little impatient: "What the hell is it?"
"Hong Junyan is too dangerous. The previous plan has not worked. I need to make more preparations." Mrs. Zhirui said directly: "You have to ask Huang Sheli to help do something."
Bian Qian has the momentum of today. From "Rose in the North" to the rising star in the political arena of the Mu Kingdom, of course, it is not only because of her beauty. It is because of her joining that she has firmly stood firm in the throne of the first arena on the grassland.
After the Taixu Arena was opened, she also responded positively. Not only was she not affected by business, but she set off the sign of [Canglang] in the Taixu Illusion and the present world.
Taixu Illusion allows various commercial cooperation, as long as the tax is paid in full. The tax amount is divided into two parts, partly paid to Taixu Illusion in Taixu Illusion in Taixu Illusion, used for the construction of Taixu Illusion, and partly laying Taixu
The forces of the Jiao Tower were directly generated during the transaction process of Taixu Walker.
This matter was directly supervised by the Taoist Master Taixu, and there was nothing wrong with it.
Nowadays, many travelers watch the Taixu Arena, but they don’t watch the commentary of the non-[Canglang] system.
For some important competitions, the emcee of the Canglang Arena was also invited to host the host. Among them, Bian Wang was still the most popular one.
The Huangsheli family has a stake in the Canglang Arena, and the Taixu Arena is Huangsheli's proposal... The interest relationship in this is clearly visible, and the Huang Pavilion officials have never hid it.
Although she is lustful and lustful, Wanhua Palace is quite inappropriate. In terms of business skills, she is not comparable to those colleagues who are full of minds. Whether it is the belief construction of the Yellow-faced Buddha or the business in the arena, she
Be prosperous.
With Bian Qing's appearance and this working relationship... her friendship with Huang Sheli is also obvious.
"This is impossible." Bian Qiang said.
Mrs. Zhirui frowned: "I haven't said anything yet."
"I don't need to know what's going on." Bian Qian shook his head: "If you put your ideas on Huang Si, you're very wrong. She loves beauty, but she will never let beauty affect her.
Decide."
"She passes through the flowers, and leaves don't touch her body. She is not a lucky man. She is really happy and moved... but she can always be clear."
"I can be friends with her not because I am beautiful, but because I can bring her real gains."
"It's just that she looks good, can be appreciated by her and played with, and must not be taken to her heart."
"I and her now are so good to mix oil in honey."
"But if one day I influence the interests of Huanglong Mansion and touch her principles, she will break my head without hesitation."
"I believe she will cry for me."
Speaking of this, she smiled inexplicably: "But Huang Si is the kind of person who can kill beauty with tears."
"It sounds very sexy." Xiang Ling'er said with a smile.
There is no way that there are beauties in Jing Kingdom who don’t know yellow relics unless they are not beautiful enough.
So of course Mrs. Zhirui also knew Huang Sheli, but because of Tang Rong, she was not familiar enough. The major military palaces of Jing Kingdom kept their distance from several princes and princes.
But this was indeed the first time she met Huang Sheli from this perspective. In the past, this woman had only three labels for her, "Dad Bao", "Genius", and "Luxurious".
The situation is now very urgent. If one cannot deal with it well, the Sanfen Xiangqi Tower in the world will collapse. We must respond as soon as possible. Mrs. Zhirui frowned and said, "Ye Lan'er said she was going to Yongguo in person..."
Bian Qian paced in the mirror: "She wants to calm this incident. The premise is that the poster temporarily gave up the consequences and hid himself in the dark again."
"I don't think so." Xiang Ling'er smiled in the corner: "I made so many preparations, but in vain, is Rakshasa Mingyue Jing willing to suffer this loss?"
"If you are disrespectful to the poster, I will kill you." Mrs. Zhirui said coldly: "If you want to die, don't implicate me."
She asked again: "Do you know where the poster is at this time?"
The blood was flowing on Xiangling'er's face like an earthworm. She smiled energeticly: "How could we tell us to know?"
"Guess?" asked Mrs. Zhirui.
"It is possible to kill Meiyue, or Yan Sheng." Bian Qiang said: "It is also possible... I went to Baoxue Peak."
"No matter what decision the poster makes, life must continue. We still have to do our things." Mrs. Zhirui stood up and said, "If Huang Shili doesn't work, then try someone else... How about Zhongshan Weisun?"
"It's a good idea." Bian Qian smiled in the bronze mirror: "The trip to Duer Peak made him stronger and planted his inner demons. When he proved himself, he was also in a moment of destruction."
Her fingers wrapped around her long hair: "Miyue fiddled with Long Boji, and her sister took down Zhongshan Weisun. Isn't it a kind of cause and effect?"
"I can't do it. Tang Rong is in trouble." Mrs. Zhirui shook her head: "Xiang Ling'er is not good either. Jiang Wang's temper has made everyone know her."
She and Xiang Ling'er both looked at Bian Qian.
"Call someone else, I'm not available." Bian Qian said lightly: "I have fulfilled my obligations, just like that-"
"Thirty years of longevity." Mrs. Zhirui said: "Help my sister overcome disasters and eliminate disasters."
Bian Qian was still walking out, but turned around and smiled sweetly: "I will go to Jingguo in half a month. I need to have an unexpected encounter with him."
"I will make arrangements." Mrs. Zhirui stretched out her hand and the mirror was empty. After a moment, her and Xiang Ling'er's faces were reflected.
One is young and one is mature, one is pure and one is charming, one is covered with blood, and the other is exquisite in makeup.
"Who do you think we will die first?" Mrs. Zhirui asked inexplicably as she looked at the sight of the bronze mirror.
It’s not considered unresponsive. There was Xiangling’s innocent laughter in the quiet room.
But there is only laughter.
This world is bitter.
Some people have no childhood, while others are killed in childhood.