Evil Millet Bug: Nine-year-old Concubine

Chapter 79

Zhao Fenghua wore a thin green gauze skirt, but in this brothel she looked extraordinarily clear and natural, with fair skin, clear eyebrows and eyes, and hair like blue silk. She covered her mouth with a light smile: "I'm afraid I met you Something went wrong, you tell the girls not to surround her and quarrel with her, I'll go down and have a few drinks with Young Master Seven."

"Yes." Yuniang smiled, then backed out.

Zhao Fenghua looked lazy, his smiling eyes were like silk, and there was a deep smile on the corner of his mouth. He was about to adjust his clothes and go downstairs to meet Shang Mo, when Zhao Fenghua, who was leaning against the window, suddenly narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows leisurely , I saw a man in a fiery red robe walking into her Chunjiang Tower, Zhao Fenghua frowned slightly, and after thinking about it, the smile on his lips became stronger.

It seems that Zhao Fenghua doesn't need Zhao Fenghua to pretend to be Xie Yuhua today, Miss Shang Mo has someone to drink with herself today.

After Yuniang came down, the girls around Shang Mo all pouted, complaining that Young Master Seven was biased, and were sent away by Yuniang.

Shang Mo apologized again and again, and a few glib words coaxed them to blush again.

At this moment, Chunjiang Tower was boiling again. This situation was even more exaggerated than when Shang Mo stepped in. Shang Mo couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Who is here?

Seeing the girls who scolded Shang Mo just now for being ruthless and flocking to the person who just stepped into the Chunjiang Tower, Shang Mo squinted his eyes and his face turned black.

I saw that Ming Qihan still looked lazy and smiling, he would not refuse to embrace a beauty on the left and a girl on the right, but those eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling were narrowly looking in Shang Mo's direction , He slowly raised the corners of his lips, walked straight to Shang Mo's table, and sat down uninvited: "Little prostitute, you are really mean, and I didn't forget to call your brother Han when I came here."

Did not wait for Zhao Fenghua to come, but waited for Ming Qihan to come, Shang Mo gave Ming Qihan an angry look, and emphasized his address with ulterior motives: "'Brother Han' is so elegant, I thought your family My brothel is the biggest brothel in the whole world, I didn’t expect to have the time to come to Chunjiang Tower, why, are you tired of my own brothel?”

Shang Mo really had a poisonous tongue, he went so far as to compare Ming Qihan to the biggest prostitute in the world.

"It's still Mo'er's mouth that's amazing." Ming Qihan felt quite reasonable when he heard it, instead of being angry, he laughed.

Isn't the emperor's harem the largest brothel in the world?

This girl's analogy is really getting more and more unreasonable. If nothing else, just opening her mouth often makes people more angry than their lives.

"What are you doing here?" Shang Mo glared at Ming Qihan and poured himself a glass of wine.

Swinging away the girls around him, Ming Qihan lazily played with the wine glass in his hands, and the corners of his lips curled up casually: "Let's see if I can see the girl who made your brother Han's heart flutter, look, I did see you!" .”

"You big whore, you actually compare your aunt and me to a brothel girl, be careful I'll cut your tongue." Shang Mo made a vicious click gesture.

"It's not good to be so rude, girl, please be gentle." Ming Qihan narrowed his eyes disapprovingly, and drank a glass of wine.

Shang Mo twitched the corners of his mouth, and said viciously, "Driving in Duyuan, to Ruzhong's father's place."

"Ok?"

"Fuck you, uncle, get out!"

Ming Qihan straightened his body, raised his eyebrows slightly, and after he realized it, he couldn't help laughing loudly, what a dead girl with a sharp tongue, she is indeed not rude now!

To be honest, Ming Qihan didn't care about Shang Mo, but judging from her fiery mood today, it seemed that something was not going her way: "Who made my Mo'er go wrong? Tell me, brother Han will help you!" call the shots."

These words took advantage of Shang Mo, Shang Mo twitched his lips, and automatically ignored Ming Qihan's words, but just mentioned this topic, Shang Mo still sighed in a depressed mood: "Wang Mingyue committed suicide, Shang Shu Jumping off a cliff, plus the dead Shangqi and the useless Shang Zhantian, it stands to reason that I should be happy. Although they are not the ones I really want to avenge, my brother Yan's death is also inseparable from them , but it's very strange, why I don't feel the slightest pleasure of killing enemies."

"After all, you are still that kind-hearted little devil." Ming Qihan said casually, but his narrow but deep eyes fixedly looked at Shang Mo's eyes, so gentle that it made people feel dazed for a while.

Shang Mo's face turned red. Although she was thick-skinned, such a boast really made her feel uncomfortable: "I'm not worried about this, you and I drank that day, did you see my face?"

That flute was a gift from Brother Ling Kuang, needless to say how important it is, when she saw Brother Ling Kuang that day, she didn't dare to tell him that she had lost Shang Xie, and she searched for it in two days, but couldn't even find it. There is no shadow to be seen.

"Xiao? That thing is very important to you?" Ming Qihan slightly raised his eyebrows, and smiled nonchalantly.

Shang Mo was slightly stunned, but a gentle smile slowly flowed from his eyes: "Well, it's very important, its owner is someone I cherish, and that flute is naturally something that I regard as a treasure. It's a pity that... I lost it, it was a mistake to drink!"

As he said that, Shang Mo put the unfinished glass of wine on the table heavily, as if he had made a great determination, he pushed the wine jar forward.

Ming Qihan's eyes darkened, and in an instant it was normal again, the smile on his lips remained unchanged, and that lazy and charming handsome face had a smile that was not a smile: "In three months, I will be alone. You have to be careful about all the grand events in Zungu. If you take the position of Sovereign, I will naturally find the lost things for you as a reward."

Exclusive Valley event?
Shang Mo frowned. She had indeed heard about this matter. Sixty years ago, the five sects of Chu, Qi, Shang, and Yunming passed the grand event of Duzun Valley. Under Chu Zong, it was only 60 years ago that the major sects colluded together to destroy Chu Zong, and this rule was broken.

In the past 20 years, no one has been willing to mention the grand event of Duzun Valley. If there is no strong external pressure to force the event to be held, it makes sense, but who is it?
Could it be that the magic door intervened?
Shang Mo's mind suddenly flashed the Demon Sect Evil Venerable that he saw in the carriage that day, could it be him?

Shang Mo went to Chunjiang Tower, and when he came back, he was extraordinarily energetic, humming a ditty to pack his bags, so anxious that Nuan Yun and Jin Gu went back and forth several times before he could speak.

"Miss, where are you going? Nuan Yun will go with you!" Nuan Yun blinked and looked at Shang Mo brightly, waiting for her to nod her head in agreement.

Every time the young lady disappears, there must be an earth-shattering event. No way, this time, Nuan Yun will follow the young lady to see her!
(End of this chapter)