The first thousand four hundred and eighty-seventh chapter women really can not be trusted
Li Luo yawned, turned over and fell asleep again. After the rain stopped, it was time for him to leave for the north.
Just when Li Luo turned over and was about to lie down with his clothes on, he suddenly heard the young man exclaiming: "Brother Lan, what are you doing!?"
Li Luo was startled and turned around to look over. Except for the young man who looked surprised, the other people at the bonfire did not move. They were still sitting around the fire. Lan Tianshu looked at the fire in front of him with a gloomy expression.
One hand was holding a piece of firewood, while the other hand was clasped on Gongsun Wanqing's shoulder.
Gongsun Wanqing looked stunned, puzzled, angry, and shocked. She looked blankly at the man next to her who had just been upright and regarded him as an elder brother. Her red lips were half-opened, but she was speechless.
Lan Tianshu suddenly showed a strange smile and whispered kindly and gently: "Sure enough, women are the least trustworthy. Are you so heartless?"
Lan Tianshu slowly turned his head, his eyes exuding a strange light like ghost fire, staring straight at Gongsun Wanqing, and said grimly: "Use it like nectar, throw it away like grass, Wanqing, you have disappointed me so much.
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"Brother Lan, you..."
"Shut up." Lan Tianshu shouted in a deep voice and said in a cold voice, "If it weren't for your mother's sake, it would be rare for me to take a young master like you with me. In addition to relying on the reputation of your Xu family to show off in the market, Xu Chuzhi,
What else will you do?"
The young man was speechless and looked at the extremely familiar stranger in front of him in disbelief. Jiang Lang was restless and hesitated to speak, looking frightened. But the other man lowered his head, with a trace of distortion on his invisible face.
Weird smile.
"Wanqing, you still don't believe me after all."
"Brother Lan, I don't believe you..."
"Are you still lying to me at this time? Who is Miss Gusu? She is a cruel and cruel murderer, lewd and vicious. I don't know how many people died at her hands back then. You believe her but don't want to believe me. Just because of her
Is it from King Dingtian? Could it be that King Dingtian didn't make a mistake, or could it be because of Miss Gusu's beauty?"
"How could I just believe her empty words? Brother Lan, please let me go first. We have something to talk about." Gongsun Wanqing said calmly.
"Let go? Let go of you, you are leaving." Lan Tianshu licked his lips, which made Gongsun Wanqing feel chilled for a while.
"From Songhai to Zhuocheng, and from Zhuocheng all the way to Wangmei Mansion, for you, I slept in the open air, day and night, Wanqing, don't you understand my feelings for you? You would actually do it because of a slut*
If you want sex, you will leave me, how could you do this to me?" Lan Tianshu breathed out, the veins on his forehead kept beating, and his two handsome eyes gradually became ferocious, looking at Gongsun Wanqing naked.
Gongsun Wanqing's appearance changed drastically, and she shouted fiercely: "What nonsense are you talking about!? You help me, I respect you as my brother. If you don't want to help me, I won't force you. From now on, you and I will go our separate ways."
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"Forcing? Haha, how can it be forced? Qing'er, Brother Yu wants to show you his heart. I am willing to do anything for you. Don't worry, I will definitely catch Miss Gusu for you, and she will also
Know what it’s like to reap the consequences of your own actions.”
The more Lan Tian Shu spoke, the more explicit he became. Gongsun Wanqing stared at Lan Tian Shu with disgust, but his meridians were controlled by Lan Tian Shu and could not struggle. He could only watch and let Lan Tian Shu be frivolous.
"What's so good about Zhou Fang? He talks about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but is extremely pedantic. How can he be worthy of a beauty like Qing'er? Think about it, what has he done for you? Is it worth remembering him so much?"
"You...shameless! Lan Tianshu, I misjudged you..."
"Hey, scold me, there will be times when you feel like crying, oh, it's not necessarily the case, maybe you will be in a state of ecstasy and forget all about Zhou Fang."
"You, what do you want to do?" Gongsun Wanqing looked at Lan Tianshu in horror and scolded.
"Haha, actually what Miss Gusu said is not entirely wrong, hehe, hehe, haha."
"Lantian Shu, let Sister Gongsun go!" Xu Chuzhi finally summoned up the courage, stood up, drew the sword from his waist, pointed at Lan Tianshu's nose and shouted loudly.
Lan Tianshu glanced at Xu Chuzhi, smiled coldly, and said: "The golden jade is a straw bag with lint on the outside, is your sword used for embroidery?"
"You..." Xu Chuzhi blushed, furious, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, but the sword did not strike.
Lan Tianshu looked at Xu Chuzhi sarcastically and said calmly: "Your mother said on my bed that you were timid since you were a child. You were originally a girl, but you fell in love with a man by mistake. It was indeed true."
Xu Chuyi was stunned and flew into a rage. His eyes were as red as blood and he roared: "Lantian Shu, you are spitting blood, I will kill you!"
"Your mother is a bit old, but she still has some charm..."
"Shut up! Go to hell!" Xu Chuzhi could no longer suppress the anger in his chest, and he raised his sword and stabbed Lan Tianshu in the throat. The sword was angry, and although it was messy, there were rules to be found. It could be seen that the family tradition was quite rich, but
Indeed, as Lan Tianshu said, it is extremely difficult to adapt to the enemy. If you are so reckless, even if your martial arts skills are not as good as Xu Chuzhi's, as long as you deal with it calmly, you can probably win.
After slowly working on it, it was a pity that I lost a good name.
The sword paused in mid-air, still half a foot away from Lantian's book but unable to move in. Xu Chuyi looked blank, lowered his head slowly, and inserted a small sword into his belly until it had no handle. The taciturn man beside him
The man looked at Xu Chuzhi calmly, with a trace of pity and a trace of mockery in his eyes.
"Tao Wufeng, you..."
Tao Wufeng blinked his eyes, grinned and laughed silently: "Xiao Qi, Brother Lan is really not telling lies. I have heard what Mrs. Ping said about you. It was also in bed, but it was not Brother Lan's bed, it was you.
Xu’s bed.”
Xu Chuzhi roared angrily, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, bleeding from all his orifices, and fell slumped to the ground. He struggled and stared at Lan Tianshu and Tao Wufeng. Blood, tears, and snot mixed into a puddle of mud. Lan Tianshu stood beside the fire.
Under the indifferent gaze of the two people, it twitched into a fleshy ball.
"Jianglan."
Jiang Lang shuddered, looked at Lan Tianshu in panic, and stammered: "Lan, Brother Lan..."
Lan Tianshu looked at Jiang Lan with a half-smile, and said indifferently: "Kill him."
Jiang Lang was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He jumped up with a squeak, but sat back in the emotionless eyes of Lan Tianshu and Tao Wufeng. He swallowed and asked with difficulty: "Who?"
"What do you think?" Lan Tianshu asked.
Jiang Lang glanced at Xu Chuzhi who was breathing out but not taking in any breath on the ground. He was speechless for a long time.