Collapse of Iron: Start with the steel of your heart and enter the battlefield!

Afterwards, Liuying took Qin Ming and Xing shopping, playing games, etc.

Xing had a lot of fun.

But at this time, a man in purple appeared in Xing's sight.

"Old Cold Legs Sambo?!" Xingbao took the lead in attacking, catching Sambo off guard!

When Sangbo heard Xing say that he had chronic rheumatoid arthritis, he almost fell down!

"Pioneer, I'm Old Sambo, not Old Cold Legs Sambo!"

"Hey, isn't this our famous celebrity?!" Sangbo quickly turned the topic to Qin Ming.

"It seems that my news has been known to your tavern." Qin Ming smiled. People with a happy destiny may not have strong combat capabilities, but they are very well-informed.

"You are our Joyful Envoy, how could we not know?" Sangbo said to Qin Ming flatteringly.

Qin Ming doesn't think that he can gain the respect of this group of fun-loving people just because he is the Envoy of Pleasure.

Qin Ming stepped forward and asked, "Tell me where the fireworks are exactly."

"You are going to..."

"Do you want to see what this little devil looks like?"

"Oh~"

The two of them smiled the same way.

Our little Fireworks looks miserable.

Afterwards, Sangbo did not tell Qin Ming the specific location, but only told Qin Ming that as long as Huo Huo changed and hid, he only needed to put on the mask.

"This girl... is not simple." Sambo signaled with his eyes to Liuying who was happily chatting with Xing.

"Don't worry about that, I have my own plans."

Qin Ming symbolically gave Sangbo tens of thousands of credit points.

This really touched old Sambo! (Liao Liao Zhao)

"Lord Envoy! Come again next time!"

"After so long, someone finally paid seriously, woo woo woo..."

……

"Qin Ming! Qin Ming!"

"Something happened! Something happened!" Xing walked towards Qin Ming in a hurry.

"A friend of mine is in trouble on the street!"

"Who told you that?"

"Hey? Can't you see?!" Xing scratched his head and looked at Qin Ming and Liuying.

"It's a little man who looks like a clock."

"Yes, it's Clock Boy!"

Qin Ming knew that it was the clock boy that only Xing could see.

Liuying looked at Qin Ming with some concern.

Xing is honest and simple in front of his friends, so Liuying doesn't need to be too wary, but Qin Ming is different.

The masked fool who was talking to Qin Ming seemed to see through her identity.

"Liuying, what's wrong?" Qin Ming asked.

"Mr. Qin Ming, I..."

"We'll talk about it later. Let's go help Xing's friends solve their problems first."

Qin Ming did not expose Liuying as the time was not right yet.

Besides, you will meet Huangquan soon.

He can't possibly work on both ends!

……

Following Xing's instructions, Qin Ming and his team quickly found Huang Quan and Misha who were surrounded!

Qin Ming smiled and looked at Huang Quan in the chaos.

Huang Quan couldn't understand why. This man had never shown any ambition for the watchmaker's legacy, nor did he have any shortcomings.

But I always feel like he is controlling everything.

"hey-hey!"

"Liuying, Qin Ming, let me show you my new skill: the clock trick!"

Clock Kid gives Xing a clock trick that can change people's moods!

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Chapter 59: Dancing with Huangquan! Capturing the female ghost Xiao Hanabi! (Subscribe!)

After Xing used a clock trick to send away the troublemaker, Huang Quan and Qin Ming met again.

"Fate is truly indescribable~"

"I am more convinced that you are following me on purpose," Miss Huang Quan said with a little arrogance.

"Qin Ming, let me introduce you. This is Misha, a friend I met at Pinocchio!"

"Hello, Misha, my name is Qin Ming"

"Hello, Mr. Qin Ming"

Looking at the handsome boy in front of me, it is hard to believe that he is the famous watchmaker Mikhail.

"Thank you! I have something to do, so I'll leave first!" The busy Misha left first.

Huang Quan also wanted to escape, but was caught by Qin Ming.

"Um"

"Even if your memory is bad, you won't forget the agreement, right?"

"Now I still have..." Qin Ming still pulled her away without Huang Quan's consent.

"Let's go!"

Huang Quan was completely unable to deal with this enthusiastic guy to whom he owed a favor.

Xing and Liuying are going to the secret base, but Liuying will not invite Qin Ming.

No matter how good Qin Ming is to her now, she is not good enough to be alone with someone like Qin Ming who is sensitive about both his identity and strength.

Besides, Xing was originally a member of the Star Core Hunters, and there was a link about Xing in Pinocchio's script. This was necessary, and there were some things that needed to be told to her.

But Qin Ming was not in a hurry, as he knew that conquering Liuying would require steady progress.

hotel lobby.

"Are you really just asking me to dance?" Huang Quan looked at Qin Ming without any emotion.

"Of course, it's my honor to dance with such a beautiful lady."

Qin Ming took Huang Quan's slender fingers and kissed them.

"Then... come on."

When the accordion ripped the first tremolo, Huang Quan's high heels seemed to dig into the marble floor.

The twelve-centimeter scarlet-soled high heels were like two poisoned daggers, drawing intermittent blood lines in the dim red light.

The warmth of Qin Ming's palm seeped into her waist through the black lace gloves, where the heat of tequila was steaming.

You counted wrong.

Qin Ming's nose brushed against her earlobe, and his breath was filled with the bitter taste of Suleda.

She grabbed the back of his neck with her backhand, her nails digging into his skin, and as she spun, the hem of her skirt burst into a poisonous mandala.

It was the music that was chasing me. Huang Quan followed without hesitation.

The candlelight crackled in their intersecting gazes.

Huang Quan leaned back like a scimitar drawn from its sheath, with the ends of his hair hanging down towards the boiling shadow on the ground. When Qin Ming caught this fatal arc, the frequency of his Adam's apple rolling suddenly increased by half a beat.

The four shoes knocked out syncopated notes on the wooden floor, as if two pairs of gears were meshing with each other and sparks were flying.

"I once saw a girl in a world, she was just like you, as beautiful as you"

"She had many friends and they experienced a lot together, but one day everything was gone for the girl, and she also shouldered everything she shouldn't have shouldered."

Qin Ming's words were very vague, but Huang Quan seemed to have made up his mind.

Their shadows on the wall were performing a pantomime. Huang Quan's fingers snaked across his tense back muscles and suddenly contracted at the depression of the fourth thoracic vertebra. Qin Ming's story seemed to hurt her heart.

When the trumpet tore through the mist, Huang Quan suddenly broke free from his shackles, and the airflow kicked up by the tip of his shoe blew away his wet hair in front of his forehead - this treacherous step was completed so perfectly that when he grabbed her wrist back, a crescent-shaped blood mark was left on his palm.

The drum beats started to go crazy, and Qin Ming pulled Huang Quan back.

Then he bit Huang Quan's ear and said.

"Her name is"

"Thunder and Lightning Forgotten River Guardian..."

"Mei!"

Their knees collided when they passed each other, causing Huang Quan's pupils to shrink into needle points.

Beads of sweat slid down her collarbone into the deep V of her skirt, and his gaze of pursuit was burned into a trail of white smoke.

The floor was melting, the chandeliers were spinning and stretching into golden meteors, while their toes were still drawing an unfinished map of the war.

When the last cymbal sound split the air, her back was suspended in the air three inches above the ground. The muscles in Qin Ming's arms exploded, and the lines on his palms fit perfectly with her spine.

"Who are you?!" Huang Quan stared at Qin Ming fiercely.

Cigar ashes fell from the end of the bar, and someone was chewing on ice cubes in the shadows.

A purple figure in the crowd was shaking fine wine in a goblet.

They remained in this frozen murderous posture until the red flower of the other shore slipped from her temples and pierced Qin Ming's neck.

Huang Quan burst into murderous intent towards Qin Ming, and tears of blood flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Mourn for the dead!

Qin Ming was not afraid of the power of nothingness.

Instead, he pulled Huang Quan's body over and pressed them tightly together.

Huang Quan bit Qin Ming's eyes to death, as if he wanted to see through him!

"I will dispel the void for you"

The hair that was about to turn white returned to its original state in an instant.

"You... are lying to me?" Huang Quan's eyes were fixed on Qin Ming, as if he was examining his prey.

"You can follow me all the time, so you can see if I will lie to you."

The song is over.

Huang Quan seemed to have decided on Qin Ming and followed him out of the lobby ballroom.

"Interesting combination~" A purple figure walked out from the darkness.

The rememberer of Liuguang Yiting—the black swan!

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