Ma Xiaoquan nodded: "Yes, I want to know, do you think I will still wade into this muddy water? What does her Leng Qingqiu have? What does it have to do with me?"
"Haha~~" Monica smiled bitterly and shook her head, "It seems I made a miscalculation, but whatever, I lost Karl and gained a stronger you."
Ma Xiaoquan appreciated Monica's straightforwardness. Although he didn't know what Monica needed in Leng Qingqiu's hands, he could tell from Monica's tone that what she wanted was definitely not simple.
Ma Xiaoquan became interested and asked Monica: "What does Leng Qingqiu have in his hand that you want?"
Monica smiled mysteriously: "A good thing, it seems to be of some use to you."
"To me?" Ma Xiaoquan looked at Monica in surprise, "You didn't even say what it was, but it's useful to me?"
Monica smiled mysteriously again, stretched out her hand and tapped Ma Xiaoquan's forehead. Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ma Xiaoquan didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, he had done Leng Qingqiu such a favor, so it would be clearer if he asked the person involved directly.
At this moment, Linglong and Leng Qingqiu came. Seeing Monica sitting on Ma Xiaoquan's lap, Linglong smiled calmly, while Leng Qingqiu blushed and muttered "You are a disciple."
Monica jumped down from Ma Xiaoquan's lap enchantingly, smiled and said hello to the two girls, then twisted her slender waist and walked out of the bedroom.
Ma Xiaoquan put down the half-eaten pastry in his hand and stood up to greet the two girls. Although he wanted to cover up his embarrassment, raising his hand and knocking over the cup on the table still revealed his guilty conscience.
Linglong ignored it and said directly: "Let's talk business, my brother is looking for you."
"Your brother?" Ma Xiaoquan was stunned, "What happened? Your brother is the leader of the Leng clan. If he comes to me, isn't he afraid that I will capture the thief first and capture the king first?"
Linglong shook her head and smiled meaningfully: "You can't."
Seeing Linglong being so confident, Ma Xiaoquan stopped teasing him. He put away his smile, stretched out his hand and said: "Lead the way!"
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The palace of the leader of the Leng tribe.
Leng Jianguo was concentrating on learning flower arrangement. Beside him, the young woman looked disdainful.
Leng Jianguo did not raise his head. While arranging flowers, he said to the woman: "Look at your expression? Why don't I just learn how to arrange flowers? Why don't you like me?"
"Flower arranging is done by women. You, a grown man and the leader of the Leng clan, actually do this?"
Leng Jianguo did not stop. At this moment, he had reached the final step of arranging flowers. He only had to insert the flower branch in his hand into the opposite hole and it was all done.
At this moment, Linglong's voice suddenly came from the door: "Brother, I brought you the person you wanted!"
Leng Jianguo shook his hand, and the flower branch broke with a snap.
"Oops~~" Leng Jianguo shook his head in annoyance, but he still did not look up.
The woman glanced at the door and saw Linglong leading a man in with a full smile.
The pupils of the woman's eyes shrank slightly, and then she stepped forward with a smile.
"Welcome back, Princess Linglong!"
Linglong stopped, nodded slightly to the woman, and then pushed Ma Xiaoquan in front of her: "This is the leader of the Shadow Clan, Ma Xiaoquan."
The woman nodded politely to Ma Xiaoquan, and then ordered her servants to prepare tea for Ma Xiaoquan to watch. Leng Jianguo was still sitting steadily, without even raising his head.
Ma Xiaoquan was not angry at all. After all, this was the Leng clan and their home field. He walked slowly to Leng Jianguo, looked at the flower branches that he had broken, and felt pity.
"What do you think of my flower arrangement skills?" Leng Jianguo still didn't raise his hand. He asked Ma Xiaoquan while cleaning up the broken flower branches.
Ma Xiaoquan curled his lips and said: "The technique is very poor and there is no structure at all, but it does have some artistic conception."
"Oh? Come and listen."
Ma Xiaoquan chuckled: "This flower seems to be arranged without any rules, but in fact, you can see from the pairs of holes that you want to make a word. Of course, you can't tell it unless you look carefully.
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"What word?" Leng Jianguo put away his smile and asked again.
"Yan!" Ma Xiaoquan grinned, "In other words, it's a radical of a word."
"Haha..." Leng Jianguo was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. He stood up, turned his head and stretched out his hand to Ma Xiaoquan, "I am the leader of the Leng clan, Leng Jianguo."
Ma Xiaoquan also stretched out his hand: "Clan leader of the Shadow Clan, Ma Xiaoquan."
As soon as the two shook hands, Ma Xiaoquan suddenly felt that Leng Jianguo's hand was extremely cold. Even though the other party sincerely used some kind words, he still felt that Leng Jianguo's hand was terrifyingly cold.
"Please sit down!" Leng Jianguo first let go of his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Ma Xiaoquan with a smile. At this time, the servant brought tea with a light fragrance.
Ma Xiaoquan politely bowed his hand to Leng Jianguo, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.
"Linglong must have told you everything about me, right?" Ma Xiaoquan put down his tea cup and looked at Leng Jianguo with a smile.
Linglong was stunned and looked at Ma Xiaoquan in surprise.
In the more than two years that she has been with Ma Xiaoquan, Linglong has indeed been sending messages to her brother, reporting what she and Ma Xiaoquan did, but she did it very covertly every time. In her opinion, Ma Xiaoquan did not know these things at all.
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Leng Jianguo was not surprised and nodded directly: "Yes, I didn't expect that a dignified leader of the Leng Clan could put down his power and identity to travel to Hongzhou. Aren't you afraid that your Shadow Clan will not be able to unify Hongzhou?"
Ma Xiaoquan smiled: "The fact that Chief Leng can meet me shows that our goals are actually the same. If I remember correctly, Chief Leng and the Black and Green King Yang Jie have some connections in uniting to unify Zhao Yuntai, right?"
Leng Jian laughed loudly: "Ma Xiaoquan, I really underestimate you. Yes, the three of us not only have a connection, but we also have a deep connection. It's just that you may not know some of the things I know."
Ma Xiaoquan said: "When we met, Patriarch Leng must have told me something."
Leng Jianguo chuckled: "When I meet you today, I really want to discuss something with you. Before that, I want to show you something. Well, it should be the word 'word' in my flower arrangement."
After saying that, Leng Jianguo tilted his head, and the woman beside him nodded slightly, then turned and left.
Within half an hour, the woman came back, followed by a tall woman. Ma Xiaoquan took a closer look and saw that this was Leng Qingqiu.
"Are you plotting against me?" Ma Xiaoquan suddenly reacted and looked at Linglong angrily.
Linglong responded expressionlessly: "Not entirely, at least Monica and you had a one-night fling, it was not part of our plan."
Ma Xiaoquan smiled bitterly, but then smiled again: "So, as early as when Linglong followed me around Hongzhou, I had already entered into your plan?"
Linglong said nothing, Leng Qingqiu also had an indifferent expression, and Leng Jianguo looked at Ma Xiaoquan with a playful smile.
"Okay, I've been tricked by you, so I admit defeat. Tell me, what do you need me to do?"
Leng Jianguo smiled: "I told you, before I discuss it with you, I will show you something." Go on, Leng Jianguo waved, Leng Qingqiu immediately stepped forward, he walked to Leng Jianguo and made a clatter.
She took off her coat directly, then lifted up her bellyband, revealing her smooth and white belly.
Seeing Leng Qingqiu's actions, Ma Xiaoquan was stunned for a moment and shouted: "What are you doing?"
Leng Jianguo ignored Ma Xiaoquan. He reached out and thrust his right hand into Leng Qingqiu's abdomen like a sharp knife. Blood spurted all over the floor instantly.
Leng Qingqiu was in great pain, but she remained motionless.
After Leng Jianguo searched Leng Qingqiu's belly for a few times, he retracted his right hand with a puff. Leng Qingqiu immediately pressed his abdomen, and resisted the urge to pick up his coat and press it.
"Go down~" Leng Jianguo ordered with cold words. Leng Qingqiu nodded and left the patriarch's palace dragging his tired body.
Leng Jianguo holds a piece of jade in his hand. To be precise, this piece of jade is a piece of blood jade, a bright red jade, about the size of a child's palm.
Leng Jianguo rubbed the blood jade on his body a few times, wiped off the blood stains on the jade, and then threw the blood jade to the woman beside him.
The woman also had a cold face. She glanced at Ma Xiaoquan and said coldly: "Follow me."
Ma Xiaoquan stood up and glanced at Leng Jianguo and Linglong. They seemed to have no intention of following.
In desperation, Ma Xiaoquan had to get up and follow the woman.
The two came to a huge stone wall. The woman reached out and knocked on the huge stone wall a few times, making a "dong-dong-dong" sound. After a few clicks, a dent was exposed on the wall. The woman did not hesitate, and she took out the blood.
Jade stood on tiptoes and reluctantly pressed the blood jade into the depression.
According to previous plots, Ma Xiaoquan believed that the blood jade should make a rumbling sound after being pressed into the depression, and then the stone wall would turn and a secret door would appear.
However, Ma Xiaoquan waited for dozens of breaths, but saw no movement on the stone wall.
"Is there no door on this stone wall?" Ma Xiaoquan couldn't help but ask.
The woman rolled her eyes at him and asked, "Who told you that there is a door on this stone wall?"
"Uh~~" Ma Xiaoquan scratched his head in embarrassment, "Then you put the blood jade on it. I thought there was a secret door on the stone wall." Ma Xiaoquan sneered.
The woman rolled her eyes at Ma Xiaoquan again, and said to Ma Xiaoquan almost in a commanding tone: "Stretch out your hands and press them on the stone wall. Don't ask me why, just press them."
Ma Xiaoquan said oh, stretched out his hands and pressed gently on the stone wall. The stone wall was cold and smooth, without any warmth. He subconsciously pressed it twice with his fingers, but found nothing wrong.
"That's it?" Ma Xiaoquan turned his head and was about to ask another question when he was surprised to find that the woman had disappeared.
"What's this mess?" Ma Xiaoquan was a little angry and wanted to retract his hands, but when he retracted his hands, he found that the stone wall seemed to have some gravity, clinging his hands firmly.
No, I shouldn't say sticky, because Ma Xiaoquan pressed his hands on the stone wall and his fingers could move, but he couldn't move away from the stone wall.