The first thousand three hundred and fifty-three chapters are drunk
Looking at the Qiuci woman with an excited and joyful expression, Li Luo spoke in a low voice, but said loudly: "People have beauty and ugliness, and people's hearts also have beauty and ugliness. The girl's heart is very beautiful, even better than your appearance."
The woman was stunned, and two blushes suddenly appeared on her face. She was so charming and beautiful, and the affection flowing out of her beautiful eyes made Li Luo's scalp numb. They said that the women of Qiuci were passionate. Could it be that she was so charming in just one sentence?
Can make this woman fall in love.
"Haha, the people from the north are rough and arrogant, and the people from the south are romantic. When I saw you today, I really lived up to my reputation. In the blink of an eye, my beauty was about to fall into the arms of someone else. I admire you, haha." He Loudaiqin gave a thumbs up.
Without any grudge, he laughed and said, "Li Shaoxia, which beauty here do you like? How about letting her accompany you tonight?"
Li Luo's expression remained unchanged and he ignored the expectant look in the woman's eyes. He turned his gaze and stopped at the wine girl. The wine girl's face flashed with anger and then disappeared. He Lou Daiqin paused for a moment and did not say anything.
The wine girl is not included. It would be too shameful to take back the Haikou that I just boasted about. However, the wine girl is not as good as the Qiuci Dancer in the palace. He Lou Daiqin uses her power to overwhelm others, so even if the wine girl doesn't want to
He had no choice but to give in, but in this way, He Loudaiqin would not do such a thing to make the wine girl leave because of Li Luo. This hero of the ghost market may seem rough and arrogant, but he already has a sense of what is important and what is more important.
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Fortunately, Li Luo did not intend to embarrass He Lou Daiqin. He glanced at the wine lady and looked away, and said calmly: "I understand your Lord's wishes. If Lord He Lou comes to Da Gan in the future, I will treat him with the same courtesy."
Treat each other."
"Oh, so Young Hero wants to return to Da Gan? Could it be that my ghost market is not big enough to retain a hero from Tiannan like Young Hero?"
"The ghost market is indeed not small, but it is not my hometown after all. When the leaves fall and they return to their roots, I have nothing to say when I come here, so I still have to go back."
"What a wonderful return to one's roots." He Loudaiqin's eyes flashed, his face turned cold, he stared at the Qiuci woman next to Li Luo and shouted, "Runu, tell me, the Cliff of Life is not Qiuci, Qiuci is you.
My hometown, do you want Kucha? If you do, I will send someone to send you back. If you dare to lie to me, I will skin you alive and keep you as a human lamp!"
The woman's delicate body trembled, all the color drained from her face, her lips trembled, she quickly knelt down on the ground and said urgently: "Qiuci is indeed the hometown of the slave family, but this is home. The slave family does not want Kucha and does not want to go back."
"Well said, haha, there is only one hometown, but there is no place where a real man cannot call home, but I didn't say that hometown must be home. Young hero, your thoughts are not as clear as a singer's, tsk tsk." He Lou
Dai Qin shook his head, waved his hand, and shouted, "Get up and drink with you."
The woman stood up in a hurry, walked down to Li Luo, picked up the jug and poured a full glass of wine, offered it to Li Luo with both hands, and said with a hint of trembling in her voice: "The slave family would like to give you a drink, young hero.
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Li Luo smiled and looked at the Qiuci woman with clear eyes. The woman stole a glance at Li Luo and saw Li Luo's gentle smile. She felt panic in her heart. She smiled sweetly and lowered her head.
He went down and quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Until now, Li Luona still doesn't know He Lou Daiqin's plan. It seems that he is going to trap him in the cliff of life. He just sent away Hu Helu, and now He Lou Daiqin comes. He originally thought he would rescue Qian Yi.
He could leave the Cliff of Death. Now it seems that this was just Li Luo's wishful thinking. Not only did he not see anyone, he also got deeper and deeper into trouble.
I don’t know if Helou Daiqin is really willing to use the skin of a Qiuci woman as a human lamp, but in addition to being extremely deep and cunning, this hero of the ghost market is by no means as generous as he seems on the outside.
The Qiuci singer probably still resented the woman called Rounu for being too close to Li Luo. How could such a beautiful woman not be regarded as a forbidden concubine?
Li Luo took the wine glass, bowed his head, and turned to look at He Lou Daiqin. Just as he was about to speak, He Lou Daiqin interrupted him.
If I can't get Li Shaoxia's interest, then I will find another person. If she still can't catch Li Shaoxia's eyes, then I will be in a very difficult situation."
The ghost palace was filled with He Lou Daiqin's laughter. Although the laughter was loud, it sounded very cold. At the same time, Li Luo's heart and Dang Guan on his back were also cold. To this day, Li Luo has already felt cold.
He had doubts and even some disbelief that Dangguan could still stay with him. After he passed out, Dangguan was not taken away. The reason why Li Luo still hasn't figured it out yet is that it was just like this ghost market, so weird and bizarre.
Before Li Luo could think about it for too long, He Loudaiqin clapped his hands and shouted loudly: "Come here, serve the wine. I am drunk in the ghost market. Haha, I have been keeping it for many years. I am happy today. Please have a drink."
Everyone in the hall whispered, with shock on their faces. The wine lady's face changed slightly. She took wine as her nickname. Naturally, she had made great achievements in the art of wine making. Now she can even look surprised when she hears the name of the dead drunk.
This shows that this altar is extremely drunk.
As soon as he finished speaking, several clear and ethereal sounds came from the back of the ghost palace. A figure, Ningpin curled up, carrying a wooden plate, with a jet-black statue on it. His body was simple and he looked a bit old.
The eyes of everyone in the hall fell on the black trousers and the figure holding the wooden plate. The figure was as black as ink and white as snow. The mask on his face made it look like he was in a state of ecstasy. Sometimes he heard the small bells on the person's body.
With its lively and melodious sounds, just taking a few steps is as alluring as the singing and dancing of Qiuci.
It was also an acquaintance, Jib Chuhe, who came to serve him the wine.
He Loudaiqin was also looking at Jibu Chuhe, with a gentle and uncoordinated smile on his face, and said: "Good wine matches a hero, and the person who pours the wine must not be bad. Li Shaoxia, you can do it this time."
Is it to your liking?"
Li Luo glanced at Jibu Chuhe. Jibu Chuhe's eyes were lowered, unable to see the expression in his eyes, and he stood timidly in the ghost palace.
"The Lord is joking. Madam is the person close to the Lord. She is indeed more beautiful than others, but I can't think of anything wrong."
"Oh, young hero, shouldn't you have any wrong thoughts, or should you not dare to have wrong thoughts?"
Li Luo smiled faintly and replied: "It's both."
"Young hero, have you seen her?" He Loudaiqin's eyes flashed and he asked in a deep voice.
"I have seen the Lord and His Majesty in the place of fighting beasts. Your lady's face is so beautiful. It's hard not to remember her after just one look."
"Really? You shouldn't have only met her once, young hero. Don't you also know her name? After all, you and her are not strangers."