Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 51

"Young master?" Wushuang looked at Meng Lingkuang firmly, waiting for an order from the young master, they can wash away the old guys who have thrown themselves into the net tonight.

Unexpectedly, Meng Lingkuang swept his sleeves suddenly, but there was an incomparably cold smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's time to act."

"Huh?" Wuqing waited for you to look at me and I to look at you, but didn't understand what my young master meant.

The moonlight is clear and cold, and the night in late autumn is extraordinarily cold.

Shang Mo was planning to sneak directly into the Shang mansion through the back alley, when suddenly a low laugh came from above his head.

Shang Mo suddenly became vigilant, the dagger hidden in his sleeve was about to fall into his palm, the playful laughter became even more arrogant: "Little pervert, please keep me waiting."

The lazy voice was full of resentment, and suddenly a fiery red figure slid down from the tree branches high above his head, Ming Qihan stretched lazily, his eyes were sleepy.

"What are you doing here?" Shang Mo's face darkened, and he sent the dagger back without showing any signs of expression, and cast a vicious look at this guy who is just playing tricks.

"Little pervert, you are so unreasonable. Girls, be gentle and don't just stare at me." Ming Qihan raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile, already accustomed to Shang Mo's bad attitude. , the pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, a lazy smile hung on the corner of his lips, but there was an incomparably serious chill in his eyes.

It wasn't until now that the little prostitute came back intact, the coldness in his eyes gradually disappeared, revealing his usual carelessness again.

"I'm still young, so I don't need to be gentle." Shang Mo twitched the corners of his mouth and stared back angrily. When he said this, he didn't blush or pant, his skin was extremely thick.

Ming Qihan raised his eyebrows, and his smile became stronger, as if the uglier Shang Mo's face was, the happier he was.

"I'd like to bet, I'll give it to you." Ming Qihan waved his hand lazily, and suddenly something was thrown out, hitting Shang Mo.

Shang Mo hurriedly caught the thing that was thrown over without warning. As soon as it fell into the palm of his hand, an unprecedented warmth spread all over his body, which made people feel extremely comfortable physically and mentally. I catch what is in the palm of my hand.

I saw a blood-red square jade pendant lying in her little hand. It couldn't be more simple than a jade pendant. It hasn't been decorated in any way, but as soon as it touches the skin, the blood flow in the whole body is accelerated, and the whole body begins to warm up. a feeling of.

"This is?" Shang Mo's eyes suddenly lit up: "Nuanyu!"

Seeing the joyful look on this little devil's head, a smile flashed across Ming Qihan's unfathomably long and narrow eyes, and the curvature of his lips unconsciously deepened, and he spread his hands casually: "What you want, I will definitely give it to you."

"You don't have any conspiracy, do you?" Shang Mo was happy, but he had to be more vigilant about anything related to this fox.

Seeing that little prostitute looking like a soldier, Ming Qihan touched his nose dumbfounded. As for it, it is not a gentleman to come and go, he just teased this little devil with a tooth for a tooth when she was stealing in the bedroom. It is confirmed that he has bad intentions...

Shang Mo slowly tilted his head, looked up and down suspiciously at Ming Qihan, and looked at Ming Qihan so uncomfortable that he glanced away erratically.

Then a sporadic light gradually appeared in her eyes, the light was like a morning star that suddenly lit up in the boundless night, slowly, brighter and brighter, until finally an incomparable brilliance bloomed , the corners of his lips turned up suddenly, and his eyes were already bent into a crescent shape.

"Haha, I'll give it to Brother Yan!" A crisp laugh sounded, and the pink and jade-carved little man happily left behind the red-clothed boy who was stared at with pimples all over his body. Without turning back, he ran into the alley.

The cold wind of late autumn blew past, and the young man's red robe was rolled up like a burning flame in the night.

Ming Qihan's sexy thin lips twitched faintly, his face darkened gloomyly, Yi Shuihan...

At this moment, the handsome and evil boy who was as hot as a ball of flame suddenly frowned, his long and narrow phoenix eyes that were full of evil charm instantly narrowed into a line, and a cold light flashed across his eyes. His face suddenly changed, he didn't know what he had discovered, and his face was suddenly terribly cold: "Damn it!"

Before he finished speaking, the hem of his clothes was swept by the wind, and the red figure jumped up, chasing after Shang Mo's direction.

Obtaining Nuanyu from Ming Qihan, Shang Mo was in a surprisingly good mood, and almost rushed to Chuyan's Xiaoyuan, eager to offer the treasure to her elder brother Yan.

The road was surprisingly quiet. It was not surprising that few people came to this road. Shang Mo gasped and leaned against the wall. In front of him was a wooden door that could be pushed open to enter the yard.

Just as he was about to open the door and enter, the smile on Shang Mo's face suddenly froze, and the hand he just stretched out froze in mid-air.

The whole Xiaoyuan was strangely lonely and dark, and the chill atmosphere seemed like a chain strangled a person's throat, making it impossible to breathe.

Shang Mo, who has always had keen senses, seemed to have been struck by lightning—dangerous, powerful enemy!

Dozens of black shadows suddenly appeared on the high roof, the atmosphere was like a taut string, overflowing with murderous aura, even the only bit of moonlight was covered by dark clouds, it was as cold as death...

"Shang Zhantian, you are the enemy of our various sects. Do you think that you can hide the legacy of Chu Zong, and if you can hide it for a while, you can hide it for a lifetime!" It was Qi Shidi, the lord of Qi Zong, who spoke.

"Hmph, I, Shang Zhantian, will be afraid of you? If you break the agreement and trespass into the territory of Han Kingdom, you will lose your glory!" Shang Zhantian snorted coldly, and a trace of cruelty flashed across his burly and majestic old face.

"When it comes to disgrace, Sect Master Shang is the number one." A laughing voice sounded, and it was an extremely young man who spoke. He seemed to be the person with the most relaxed expression today, and there was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth when he spoke , but those eagle-like sharp eyes were clearly filled with a creepy coldness.

The faces of these dozens of people were unfamiliar, except for Shang Zhantian and Qi Zong, Shang Mo didn't know any of them. They were at the moment of daggers and swords, as if there would be a bloody storm in the next second, but everyone was so nervous. With tense nerves, no one dared to make a move easily.

"Entrusted by the old man, if you want to take Yan'er away from me today, don't even think about it!" Shang Zhantian held the sword in one hand, and the other hand was clasped on the young man's shoulder. The poison that had been planted on the young man for more than ten years, even if they snatched it, at most they could only snatch a corpse. Want to get the secret of the upper-level martial arts that lasts forever from Chu Yueru's son?Don't think about it!

(End of this chapter)