long night walk

Chapter 514
He sighed leisurely: "Just because of a mere You Guilang, he made himself so embarrassed, His Royal Highness's feelings are nothing more than that."

The maid said again: "The two young masters in Shifang City are both stronger than the five named by the young master just now, why didn't the young master count them in?"

Luo Qing gradually lowered his head and smiled: "That's right, before entering the city, this young master thought that the position of Xianling City would be chosen one of the two sons of the Fang family in all likelihood.

After all, Shifang City has an inseparable relationship with Zhonghua Immortal Mansion in Kunlun Jingxu, what a pity..."

The smile on his face became more and more cheerful: "These two sons have a younger sister who is full of talent but only knows how to play around and play with her temper."

The maid's eyes were confused, expressing her puzzlement.

Luo Qingjian slowly stood up from the grand teacher's chair, and patted her smooth cheek with a smile: "That's right, the news of Fang's family is well sealed, so how can outsiders know about it."

"" Although the third lady of the Fang family was born well, she was really unlucky, and died early in the bronze gate. The two brothers are almost useless, so how can they even think about fighting for the position of the city lord? It was a great blessing to save his life in the midst of his father's wrath. "

The servant girl was surprised: "There is such an absurd rule in Shifang City that favored daughters kill their children?"

Since ancient times, there is no family where men are superior to women, and where older brothers and younger sisters are younger.

Luo Qingjian laughed: "Shifang City has always been dominated by women. If the Lord of Snow City hadn't passed away too early, the lady of the Fang family would be too young. Presumably, the position of Lord of the City would not be the turn of someone surnamed Fang. .”

He smiled and smiled, his eyes suddenly flashed, he became interested in an instant, he raised his chin and pointed to a certain direction and said: "Look, I have come up to Xingshi to ask the crime so soon."

"Xingshi asks for guilt?"

The maid followed her young master's gaze, but saw the overcrowded crowd in the lobby of the inn being cleared away by a guard team.

Two young masters with serious and gloomy faces came along the parting road, they were the two young masters of the Fang family.

The two of them bypassed the five and seven halls, and hurried up the corridor. From a long distance, they could smell the blood and hostility on their bodies.

Luo Qing gradually leaned on the railing, full of interest: "There is a gossip from the Wan Dao Xianmeng that the third lady of the Fang family who spends money and spends money alone all year round, who is wanton and savage, never has a servant, not even a maid .

But just recently, there was such a handsome young man who somehow caught Fang Geyu's eyes, and she took him in for a good birth, and even brought along with him a secret that neither her father nor her elder brother had ever entered. The white jade carriage shows that this young man is quite resourceful. "

Although it sounded like he was praising on the surface, it was actually full of irony.

The phrase 'quite skillful' is not a compliment, it is clearly a metaphor for him, who is a majestic man who only knows the crooked tricks of ordinary harem women.

For such a person, to be able to barely enter Xianling City and sit with him in this inn, I am afraid that he is somewhat blessed by that Miss Fang.

It's a pity that people are gone, this kind of blessing will not last for a long time.

Apparently, that maidservant had also heard those pretentious rumors, she looked curiously at the two young masters who were coming with no good intentions, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

She pondered: "Miss Fang is gone, and the Lord Fang of Shifang City will definitely ask the two young masters of the Fang family angrily. At this moment, what they need most is a scapegoat."

Luo Qingjian shook his head lightly: "And this young man who can only show off his appearance is their best blocking stone. After all, Fang Geyu entered the ghost mountain with this kid."

In the attic of each party's private room, many eyes were focused on the two young masters of the Fang family.

The Marquis of Tianhai Yijian Changming whom he had just named, Sad Qing Ting Jun Tai Sui, Prince Zhong You Ying Xiu, Taoist Du Taoist of Wan Dao Xianmeng, all had their eyes on them.

Naturally, people like Luo Qingjian who are idle and just waiting to watch the show are indispensable.

Luo Qing gradually took pleasure in other people's misfortunes: "Iser is hers, how long will it be good?"

I really don't know where this kid has the courage to stay in this place when disaster is imminent, unwilling to leave.

Children in the countryside, don't you think that if you stay in this land of immortals for a while, you will become a great immortal?
A bang!
The wooden partition door was shattered into crumbs.

The two brothers of the Fang family, with fierce gazes like tigers and wolves, and cold eyes, as soon as they entered the house, they saw the young man sitting alone under the screen.

The elder brother Fang Zhuohang was the first to speak, his expression was ready to kill, and the veins on his neck bulged out as he spoke, it was extremely frightening: "You are Si Chen?!"

The chopsticks and bowls in front of Bai Lian's table were clean, and the tea had not been touched. He turned his eyes away from the Shinto, stared at the two uninvited guests with distinct black and white eyes, and said calmly: "It's me. , who are the two friends?"

"Who is your friend!" Fang Zhuohang's eyes were all red, and he said sharply: "I am the eldest son of Shifang City, how dare you call me a friend?!"

Fang Zhuozhong's expression was slightly quiet, but also because of this quietness, his temperament became gloomy and treacherous. He said in a cold voice: "Second son of Shifang City, Fang Zhuozhong, we are Fang Geyu's elder brothers."

While speaking, his eyes never left Bai Lian's body for a moment, as if he wanted to turn him inside out to have a closer look.

What is the difference between a man who can let his sister be accepted as a person beside him, and the people in the world.

At Qingming time, the sun had just passed over the mountain, but the house had already set up heavy curtains and screens to block out the sun that was not very basking, leaving only a small window gap, and the Shinto and the monument could be vaguely seen.

Just seeing this, the two Fang brothers were extremely disappointed and contemptuous, and the little sister of the secret road had nothing more than that, she actually liked such a hypocritical young man.

How is it different from those women who love beauty and cherish appearance in their boudoirs?

Looking at this person carefully, his lips are not red, his skin is extremely pale, and his body is not in good condition at first glance. His staring and silent appearance is like a fine painting. Just looking at the appearance, he seems to be a docile man. teenager.

I don't know what kind of hobby it is, or if it was trained by those museum owners early on, there is still a circle of dead vines wrapped around the wrist of the left hand placed on the table.

The withered vines meandered on the ground, passing through the side of the screen, and I don't know where it reached, or it said that Ling had found a new owner, waiting for someone to take him back and carry him away.

Fang Zhuohang was so angry that he couldn't stop looking at it. As his chest heaved violently, he swept away all the tea and vegetables on the table and fell to the ground.

Bai Lian glanced down, raised his eyes again, and slowly got up and said, "You two may wish to move first, and I will visit the door afterwards."

Fang Zhuohang only thought that this was a tactic to delay the attack, and he didn't believe the words of delay. His eyes were red and glaring: "My little sister, where are the bones?"

The simple horoscope made Bai Lian feel an itchy sweetness in the depths of his throat, but he explained calmly: "Bronze Gate, the abyss of the deep sea, the head of the dragon."

After finishing a sentence, do you feel piercing?

Fang Zhuohang shook his body so violently that he almost couldn't stand still.

Fang Zhuozhong also had a pale and white complexion, and his fists were creaking.

The two said in unison: "Come back to Shifang City with me."

Although it was such a request, the two of them no longer cared whether they were bringing back a living person or a corpse. For a moment, murderous intentions surrounded Xiaoxiaoya's room.

Behind the two of them, the image of a ferocious beast slowly rose up and down while they breathed heavily, with a frightening aura.

"It's not dark yet, what is the boy talking in his sleep."

In the house, at some time, there was a cute little boy with a little bit of garlic.

He was wearing a rigid Taoist robe that no longer resembled him. With his index finger tapped on his middle finger, a sword intent instantly slashed out, beheading the beast that guarded the city from all directions until it collapsed.

The two Fang brothers looked horrified, stepped back three steps in a row, covered their chests and coughed, and looked at the terrifying little boy in disbelief: "Sword of Tianxi Ming?!"

(End of this chapter)