The first thousand three hundred and fifty-six chapters how to let people go
Jibchuhe swallowed hard, like a frightened bird, which made me feel pity for him.
He Loudaiqin didn't even look at Hu Yanfengtang's corpse. He walked straight to Li Luo and said with a smile: "It's a sin for a few thieves to spoil my and the young knight's enjoyment of drinking."
He Loudaiqin is the host, and Li Luo is the guest. When the host speaks, the guest should be respectful. Li Luo had no choice but to stand up, bowed, and replied calmly: "Your words are serious."
He Loudaiqin laughed loudly, waved his hand, and said with a big smile: "Beauty, bring me the wine. I want to have a good drink with Li Shaoxia. There is not much of this drunkenness in the past life in the entire Rebirth Cliff. I am usually reluctant to drink it. Shao
The knight has a good taste, haha."
Jibu Chuhe hurried over, took two wine glasses from the table, half-knelt on the ground, poured the wine, and waited quietly aside.
"Come on, young hero, please!" He Loudaiqin took a glass and left one for Li Luo. Li Luo didn't refuse, raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
He Loudaiqin laughed and finished the glass of wine. He licked his lips as if in recollection, but he looked more like a ferocious beast that smelled blood.
The strong enemy looked around, surrounded by enemies, and with the wine in his throat, Li Luo couldn't help but drink deeply: "Good wine."
"Haha, how does this cup of drunkenness after death compare with your Tiannan wine?"
Li Luo thought for a while and replied calmly: "Each one has his own merits, but when it comes to pure wine, this cup of drunkenness from the afterlife is even better."
He Loudaiqin's eyes flashed sharply, not murderous, but rather a little surprised, surprised that Li could not be humble or arrogant in such a situation.
"Since the wine is quite good, I wonder if the beautiful young man pouring the wine is still as good as he wants." He Loudaiqin reached out and grabbed Ji Buchuhe who was beside him, and lifted him up like a chicken.
Go to Li Luo.
Jibu Chuhe exclaimed and struggled a few times. He Loudaiqin snorted coldly. Jibu Chuhe's weak and boneless body trembled slightly, and he stopped struggling as if he had resigned himself to his fate. Only a pair of frightened eyes appeared.
His eyes were fixed on Li Luo for a moment.
Li Luo glanced at Jibu Chuhe, frowned slightly, and said slowly: "It's also very good."
"Haha, it's not only very good, it's a rare treasure. Once you taste it, you'll know what it tastes like. When other women compare with my treasure, one is in the sky and the other is in the earth. Haha." He Loudai said.
Smiling, he suddenly stopped laughing and his voice became colder, "It's a pity that my baby likes handsome men. I'm afraid my appearance is not to her liking. Li Shaoxia, I will give her to you,
how?"
"Lord..." Jibu Chuhe groaned sadly, his voice was like the cry of an oriole, and even iron and stone could be melted into soft water.
He Loudaiqin had no expression on his face and said indifferently: "I gave you to Li Shaoxia because of your fate. I am not willing to kill you, but if you still stay with me, I might kill you one day.
"
Jibu Chuhe shuddered and fell silent. Chuchu looked at Li Luo pitifully.
Li Luo's heart sank. In the presence of beauty, first with inducements and then with threats, He Lou Dai Qin was determined to get something from him, but for a moment Li Luo had no idea. But when He Lou Dai Qin wanted to get the people around him
When the beloved concubine gave it to him, Li Luo knew that the hero of the ghost market had murderous intentions. No matter whether He Lou Daiqin could get what he wanted, after what happened, he would definitely not be able to tolerate Li Luo, nor Ji.
Bu Chuhe.
How could a peerless beauty be given away so easily? Even if He Lou Daiqin got tired of it, such a powerful person would definitely destroy his once beloved thing with his own hands instead of giving it away.
It's not that Li Luo doesn't know the tricks of hypocrisy and subterfuge, it's just that he has a cold heart, but he is proud, otherwise he wouldn't be able to shoulder Da Gan's thousands of miles. The way of doing things can be ever-changing, but his temper is very hard to change. It's not that Li Luo doesn't know his own character.
His shortcomings are just laziness and unwillingness to change. Even if Duanmu Shenzhou advised Li Luo back then, there will be troubles in the future. People are not sages, how can they be perfect? After all, Li Luo is not a hero.
Li Luo breathed out slowly, smiled softly, looked at He Lou Daiqin and asked harmoniously: "After watching the singing and dancing, tasting the fine wine from the Cliff of Life, and being accompanied by a beautiful woman, I can do whatever the Lord wants."
Clearly stated.”
"Okay, happy, I like to deal with people like young heroes." He Loudaiqin let go of Jibu Chuhe, maybe he held it too tightly, and Jibu Chuhe groaned in pain, curling up slightly between the two of them.
around.
He Loudaiqin took a deep look at Li Luo and said calmly: "I have prepared the songs and dances of Qiuci for the young hero, as well as the best wine and the best women in the Cliff of Life. The young hero must not let me
disappointment."
After saying that, He Loudaiqin ignored Jibu Chuhe and turned back to Shitai. Li Luo raised his eyebrows and felt helpless and distressed. He did not expect that Caohai Canglang and Heloudaiqin would face each other for the first time.
The confrontation fell on him. Li Luo's mind flashed back to the image of Hu and Lu looking up at the willow field near Linchi. He felt a chill in his heart. Perhaps what he saw before him was the deliberate action of the Canglang Banner Commander, and Li Luo
All three are abandoned sons.
What a deep calculation and cruel heart. Li Luo was caught in a torrent of right and wrong in order to save Qian Yi, but Hu and Lu could easily abandon the brothers who had followed them for many years. The Tao was indeed different.
Jibu Chuhe looked at He Loudaiqin with a pained face and wanted to follow him, but he didn't have the courage and was at a loss for a while, unable to move forward or retreat.
Li Luo had already guessed that He Lou Daiqin had murderous intentions, so he had to work hard. As for Jibu Chuhe, more is not a big deal, and less is not a lot. Then he smiled warmly and said harmoniously: "Today I can fight with the ghost."
When we met the Lord of the City, we were destined to meet each other. I borrowed flowers to offer to the Buddha and paid homage to the Lord, and I’d like to thank you Madam for pouring the wine.”
Jibu Chuhe was stunned for a moment. Seeing that there was no strange expression on He Loudaiqin's face on the stone platform, he had no choice but to respond, move his steps slightly, and pretend to pour the wine. Li Luo naturally drew back slightly and turned Jibu Chuhe
After being let into the banquet, he stayed beside the Kucha Dancer. No matter what He Loudaiqin had planned in his heart, at least he wouldn't be so conspicuous for now.
"I would like to drink a glass of wine to you. Regardless of friend or foe, Li Luo would like to thank you for your hospitality." After Li Luo said this, without waiting for He Loudaiqin to say anything, he raised his glass and drank it in one gulp. The empty glass was put back on the table.
He went up, but was held upside down by Li Luo, implying that this was the last glass of wine, "May I ask if my companions are in the hands of the Lord?"
"Yes." He Loudaiqin said bluntly.
"How can your lord be willing to let him go?"
He Loudaiqin laughed, and said with a smile: "Young hero's companion, I also treat him with courtesy, and I won't treat him badly. Don't worry, young hero. However, I have a few questions.