Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

Speaking of Qing'er, Yuwen Haoyu's face was a bit ugly, but Zhang Shaoliang was surprised: "Really? No way, although I think she has that kind of thought, but I don't think she would do that, she doesn't have the courage Son, I know this child."

Yuwen Haoyu raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at him, he obviously looked less than [-], but why did his old-fashioned tone sound like he was in his [-]s or [-]s.

"Forget it, I don't plan to pursue it anymore, the past is over, and I won't let this kind of thing happen again." Yuwen Haoyu lowered his eyes, pursed his thin lips lightly, and then suddenly remembered something , asked Zhang Shaoliang: "How is Master Cao's mansion repaired?"

"It's only a few days, it's early."

Zhang Shaoliang replied lightly, and then looked at him with shining eyes as if he had discovered something: "I said...well, you don't have any money, do you? Really? Haha...it's okay, I There are some, I will lend you, as for the interest...let me figure it out, by the way, that, how much did you borrow?"

Yuwen Haoyu frowned slightly, turned around and walked towards Luo Ling's room expressionlessly.

"Hey, don't go, I'm serious, old man Cao said he wants me to take care of you, how about this, I'll pay you less interest..."

"boom!"

A loud noise suddenly interrupted Zhang Shaoliang's words, and Zhang Shaoliang immediately lay down on the railing and looked down: "What's the matter? What's the matter?"

The first thing Yuwen Haoyu thought of was Luo Ling who was in the room. Even if Hei Hu was guarding there, he still couldn't feel at ease. Was it poisoned?

Seeing Yuwen Haoyu leaving in a hurry, Zhang Shaoliang knew it well, so he didn't drag him to say anything, but got up and jumped, and landed in the lobby of the inn...

"Guest officer, I'm really sorry, the store is full and can't receive customers, please..."

"Go away! I've booked this place today, so hurry up and let people clean up everyone in the shop, otherwise, when I do it, it won't be easy to talk about it!"

As he said that, the big man who had entered the door before suddenly pulled out the scimitar on his back: "Crack!" and slapped it on the table, scaring the shopkeeper to beg for mercy.

"Guest officer, I beg you, I'm just doing a small business, and all the guest officers who live here have paid the rent. Look..."

"What? You still dare to ask for rent money, see if I won't abandon you today!"

The big fat man, who was all over the body, suddenly raised the big knife in his hand, and it fell on the neck of the shopkeeper when he saw it. The sound disappeared, and in an instant, just when the shopkeeper thought that his life had come to an end today, he only heard a soft sound, opened his eyes slightly, raised his hand, and found that his neck was still there. Looking intently, he saw standing in front of him a young man in a water-blue robe with a dazed expression, and his clothes were not awake. Then he turned his face and saw that the knife in Khan's hand was missing. It was about to hit his neck by a few inches, but it was blocked by a folding fan abruptly.

"Young master...Young master...help me..."

The shopkeeper looked at Zhang Shaoliang pitifully, Zhang Shaoliang smiled slightly and said, "Okay, but the room fee is free?"