The first thousand nine hundred and ninety-first chapters eight consecutive victories
But if it was just Qinggong, this charming woman who could rival Da Yin in the city should not be so fearful. After spending a few days together, Cangyang Jiahe likes to be quiet. She is usually very quiet and a little uncommunicative, and is rarely seen.
Although the expression of joy and anger is not cold, there is always a kind of indifference that repels people thousands of miles away. It is a kind of indifference that is completely different from coldness, making people intimidated and unable to get close. But that's all, at least Gan Qi
I have never seen anything in Cangyang Jiahe that would make Wan Yi so fearful.
"If you take action against her, she will naturally take action against you, and you will see it soon." Gan Qi said lightly.
Wan Yi blinked his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled: "Are you trying to borrow a knife to kill someone?"
Gan Qi exclaimed in surprise, and felt a slight movement in his heart. If these two people died together, it would be pretty good, "Why do you say that?"
"Because once she takes action, I'm not sure what will happen next."
Although Gan Qi was very willing to watch Wan Yi suffer the consequences of being dumb, Gan Qi still didn't believe it when he said that Wan Yi was not sure about taking over Cangyang Jiahe.
"What, you don't believe it? Hee hee, then you should underestimate her." Wan Yi sighed in admiration and looked back at Gan Qi, "If she takes action, your young master may not be able to catch her."
Gan Qi couldn't help but look at the soft and frail Cangyang Jiahe. He really couldn't imagine what kind of power was contained in such a delicate body. Sensing Gan Qi's strange gaze, Cangyang Jiahe turned his head and glanced at Gan Qi.
, nodded slightly, and lowered his head gently as if he couldn't bear the attention of others.
"Is it possible that Miss Cangyang is an expert in using poison?"
"Poison? The world uses poison, and 70% of it belongs to the Wen family. When it comes to weirdness, no one in this Dagan Wulin dares to say that the poisons used by the people of the Wen family are better than those of the Wen family. Just like the soft jade Wenxiang of Third Young Master Wen,
Bah, it’s all about fame and reputation. Having said that, Miss Cangyang is no match for those of the Wen family, so guess again.”
Gan Qi shook his head, indicating that he couldn't guess, it was difficult to walk, and he had the ability to make people like Wan Yi shy away from him. Apart from poison, Gan Qi couldn't think of anything else.
Wan Yi looked at Cangyang Jiahe from afar and said slowly: "Hidden weapons... no, it should be considered an exposed weapon." After saying this, Gan Qi, whose expression changed, asked, and smiled, "Her piano skills are unparalleled in the world.
, it’s a pity that we don’t have good ears, but, uh... your young master’s young master should have heard it.”
Gan Qi was a little overwhelmed by Wan Yi's unrestrained rhetoric. Wan Yi suddenly gave a sweet shout and shouted: "Beautiful!" After saying that, they clapped and cheered. Gan Qi looked back, and as expected,
He Yuegou defeated another martial arts master. Counting the previous seven games, he had won eight games in a row.
Wan Yi said with a smile: "It's difficult for you, Mr. He. This time, you can count ten moves. It's not easy."
Gan Qi smiled softly and nodded slightly. Every time He Yue Gou took action in the past few times, he did not surpass the generals of Sanhe. The heroes in the forest were in an uproar. They paid special attention to this sudden rise of Zhuocheng Sanlu. This is not
Wan Yi begged many times, and finally Cang Yang Jiahe made a brief mention, which led to the current situation. At least he had to let these famous martial arts masters in the world go through a few tricks, otherwise this old face would be spread out.
There's no place to put it.
Wan Yi's eyes lit up and he smiled and said, "You still look good when you smile."
Gan Qi's face stiffened, and he suddenly became stern. He snorted coldly and turned around to go to Gu Lianglei. Wan Yi looked at Gan Qi's back with a smile, then looked at He Yuegou, and smiled playfully, showing that he had bad intentions.
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He Yuegou finally left the stage. It wasn't that he was exhausted, but it was because no one dared to come forward to invite a fight. It was not that there were no long-established masters in the Apricot Forest. It was just that this time we were taking the number of five, so there was no need to pick the hardest piece.
hit by a stone.
At a high place, more than ten people gathered around Hu Buqun, the young master of the Broken Mountain Sect. The dew-condensed bird nestled against Hu Buqun's side like a human being, hanging weakly and bonelessly on half of Hu Buqun's body. The fragrance was fragrant, and Hu Buqun was
Buqun's face didn't show the slightest hint of innuendo. He had a cold look on his face and asked indifferently: "Zhuocheng Third Building, why have I never heard of a sect with such a name in the world?"
"This is the first time I have heard of it, but there is a half-story building in Zhuocheng, which has a good reputation."
"Nonsense, of course I know about the half-floor building. What I'm asking about is the third-floor building." Hu Buqun cursed coldly.
Everyone was as silent as a cicada, not daring to answer. Hu Buqun felt a little irritated, and impatiently pulled Ninglu into his arms, raised and lowered his hands, and kneaded Ninglu's body without any mercy. Ninglu frowned, and her mouth opened slightly.
A slight moan, 50% painful, 50% lingering, which is particularly exciting.
"How come your sister has so many masters around her?"
"I...ah, husband, please be gentle..."
"Say it!"
Ning Lu calmed down, pulled up her clothes, avoided the fiery eyes of everyone at Duanshan Gate, lowered her head and whispered: "I asked my sister, but she didn't say anything clearly. She just said that she came from Zhuocheng and wanted to go."
She didn't say where, she was probably going east, and these people should have been sent by some big shot in Zhuo City to protect her."
"Protect her?"
"Well, my sister was the oiran of Chunjiang under the Moon back then. She was the most beautiful woman in Kyoto, and she made friends with countless powerful princes. It's not surprising that someone protected her."
"Oiran..." Hu Buqun chuckled, looked down at the beauty in his arms, and said with a smile, "Aren't you the same?"
"Ms. sir." Ning Lu was shy and shy, burying her head in Hu Buqun's body. Hu Buqun laughed and said lightly: "My father is coming."
Ning Lu's body in his arms trembled suddenly, and the hot flames instantly cooled down. Hu Buqun didn't seem to notice, and said calmly: "Go and change some clothes, and come with me to greet my father later."
"Ms. sir, I'm not feeling well. Can you..." Before Ning Lu could finish her words, she suddenly saw Hu Buqun's eyes without any emotion. She felt cold in her heart and said hurriedly, "I'll go right now. Husband, please wait a moment."
Wait a moment."
Hu Buqun smiled slightly, patted Ning Lu's face, and said softly: "You are so good, go ahead." After Ning Lu left, Hu Buqun lost all the smile on his face and said with a cold expression.
, "Are they really not the helpers invited by the Young Madam?"
A well-dressed man looked at Gu Liang Lei and others in the distance, and said in a solemn voice: "That's probably not the case. If the young lady... uh..."
"Hesitating." Hu Buqun glared at the man who spoke, and said coldly, "If it is the helper invited by the young lady, with his martial arts, no one in Duanshanmen can defeat him, do you want to say this?"
The man was startled and hurriedly apologized: "Young Master Haihan, my subordinates have absolutely no such intention."