After Li Lezhi left, Xing Yuqiang and Fatty Qian walked into the room secretly. Seeing that Zhao Wuyou was still drinking, they offered their thumbs one after another.
"It's amazing. He actually didn't feel embarrassed in front of Li Lezhi. This is really a role model for all the dandies in the capital."
Zhao Wuyou on the side was also happy. His Dandy Point increased by two points. Now there are only three values left, and he can win the lottery again.
"Sir, are you really not afraid of the power of Li Lezhi, the broom star? Anyone who has had contact with her or has a bad relationship with her will definitely be in bad luck. You'd better hide quickly to ensure that you won't be
Something from the sky hit me." Fatty Qian said worriedly.
Zhao Wuyou, who was sitting in his seat, shrugged. He didn't believe this and had no reason to hide. In his eyes, Li Lezhi was just an inexperienced little girl.
Early the next morning, Zhao Wuyou believed it.
"grass"
The big huanghuali bed lying under Zhao Wuyou unexpectedly collapsed inadvertently, almost hitting him while he was sleeping.
Is it possible that there really are such people as unlucky people, and whoever touches them will be unlucky?
Zhao Wuyou looked at the collapsed bed board in front of him in confusion, and walked to the chair depressedly, preparing to sit down for a while to calm his frightened nerves.
With a "click", the benches were all broken, almost causing Zhao Wuyou to sit on the ground.
"Haha, what is going on? Has Li Lezhi's effect really been realized?" Zhao Wuyou was happy. He never thought that such a thing could happen to him.
Seeing how powerful the broom star Li Lezhi was, Zhao Wuyou had no choice but to be careful. He hid in the room alone and didn't ask anyone else to wait on him. He just cleaned up obediently.
When Feng Yuxue learned that Li Lezhi had met Zhao Wuyou and that the two of them entered the Wanhua Building hand in hand, she suddenly had bad thoughts in her heart, so she took several of her men to the Wanhua Building.
When she learned that Zhao Wuyou was not looking for anyone else and was staying alone in the room, Feng Yuxue nodded secretly and led several of her men to Zhao Wuyou's room.
On the carpet, Zhao Wuyou was sitting cross-legged and adjusting his breath. Next to him was an overturned candlestick and an unexpected broken vase.
Feng Yuxue curiously walked into the house, looked at Zhao Wuyou who was still practicing, and said:
"What's wrong with you? Did you get into a fight with someone again?"
Zhao Wuyou shook his head, and he secretly complained in his heart, how could he be so unlucky to offend an unlucky guy like Li Lezhi, and yet he shamelessly asked her to be his wife in three days? Isn't this a slap in the face?
"Princess, you have some free time. What do you want to do with me? Are you trying to cause trouble for me again? Or do you plan to tell me something else?" Zhao Wuyou opened his eyes and looked at Feng Yuxue, who was disguised as a man.
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Feng Yuxue, who was asked, couldn't explain why she came to find Zhao Wuyou. It seemed like a coincidence or fate.
The two of them just looked at each other without saying anything. It was not until the arrival of the madam that the awkward situation between the two disappeared.
"Sir, it's almost noon. Do you want to order something? I'll have someone cook it for you."
The Madam's respectful attitude towards Zhao Wuyou made Feng Yuxue very unhappy. When she thought of Zhao Wuyou as someone who was nostalgic for Fireworks Willow Alley, she felt a little angry for no reason, but she couldn't express her anger.
origin of.
Zhao Wuyou thought for a while and said to the madam:
"I'm leaving now. How much will it cost me to stay here?"
The Madam was a little surprised, but when she saw Feng Yuxue, who was very good-looking and dressed up as a man, her snow-white face painted with makeup and powder immediately became ambiguous, and she mistakenly thought that Zhao Wuyou was being visited by her sweetheart.
Zhao Wuyou settled the bill quickly, holding the remaining nine hundred thousand taels of silver in his hand. He was about to leave, but was blocked by Feng Yuxue.
"Where are you going? Didn't you see that I'm here looking for you?" Feng Yuxue frowned, her eyes full of dissatisfaction with Zhao Wuyou.
Outside Wanhua Tower, Zhao Wuyou felt that autumn was coming to an end and it would be a pity if he didn't take a walk, so he said to Feng Yuxue:
"Reporting to the princess, I want to have some fun in the outskirts of the city. Princess, do you have any instructions?"
"Autumn? Are you sure you want to go outside the city in autumn? The ground is full of yellow leaves and the eyes are full of vicissitudes of life. What is there to do?" Feng Yuxue obviously did not believe Zhao Wuyou's lies.
Just when Zhao Wuyou was about to leave, he unexpectedly saw the assassin whom he had met once in the crowd again.
He was so easy to recognize with his scarred face. Even though he was wearing a bamboo hat, a gust of autumn wind blew over, and Zhao Wuyou still caught a glimpse of the horizontal scars on his face.
In just an instant, Zhao Wuyou looked away. He was sure that the scarred face had not noticed him.
Zhao Wuyou stepped forward and hugged Feng Yuxue. His broad cloak covered their bodies. He secretly said in her ear:
"Princess, not far behind you is the second-ranked killer in the Fengming Empire. He wants to kill me. Lend me your sword. I will return it to you after I kill the evil man."
Feng Yuxue trembled all over. She didn't expect that Zhao Wuyou would dare to be so bold and hug her openly. But after listening to Zhao Wuyou's words, her heart gradually became calmer.
Without waiting for her to speak, Zhao Wuyou stretched out his hand to untie the sword hanging from her waist.
"Pa" Zhao Wuyou's hand was knocked off by Feng Yuxue, and she said bitterly:
"What are you doing, so careless? Who told you to touch me? Who would put the sword behind...the waist?"
The blushing Feng Yuxue was embarrassed to talk about her butt, so she had to use her back instead. She glared at Zhao Wuyou fiercely, but still lent him her sword and told him:
"This sword of mine was given to me by my father, please don't let me wear it out."
Zhao Wuyou took the sword with red hands and looked at Feng Yuxue, whose face was red with a smile. He smiled, looked into her eyes with a hint of mystery, and said:
"After I kill that assassin, I will tell you a secret. If you hear this secret, you will definitely be very happy."
"Hurry and hide aside now, don't let that person find out that I took the sword from you."
Zhao Wuyou let go of Feng Yuxue, wrapped himself in a cloak and turned to leave. However, the killer on the side did not pay attention to Feng Yuxue, nor did he notice that the sword around her waist was missing.
Feng Yuxue hid aside, and under the protection of her bodyguards, she turned back and entered the Wanhua Building, acting as if she was bidding farewell to Zhao Wuyou.
At the entrance of the alley, Zhao Wuyou realized that the murderous aura behind him was getting stronger and stronger. He only glanced at the alley in front of him. After finding that there was no one in it, he slowly walked in.
The killer followed closely, and a spear slowly emerged from the robe.
At the end of the alley was a wall. Zhao Wuyou faced the wall and turned his back to the alley.
"Master Zhao Wuyou, we meet again."
A slightly mysterious voice appeared behind him, and Zhao Wuyou slowly turned around in response.
"You are here after all. How much money did that person give you to work so hard for your life?" Zhao Wuyou looked at the scarred face with regret in his eyes.
The man took off his bamboo hat and the spear appeared under his robe. He said slowly:
"I only kill the people I want to kill, and the money is just convenient."
"Haha, we need to build an archway again," Zhao Wuyou didn't waste any time. He walked up to the scarred face and said with disdain:
"If you tell me who instructed you, I will spare your life. If not, I will let you know how to write the word regret."
"Hmph, croak." Scarface felt that he was being looked down upon, so he swung his spear, not giving Zhao Wuyou a chance to speak again.
Flying back, Zhao Wuyou avoided Scarface's sweep and landed lightly on the ground. He pretended to be serious and said to Scarface:
"I sincerely love the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch. Since you are determined to die, I will send you on your way." This chapter has been completed!