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No matter who sees it, the lazy beauty lying on the pillow and naked is a young girl in the prime of her life.Her facial expressions and gestures are all innocent and unrestrained, showing thrilling lust at every turn.The young man was already so beautiful that he couldn't distinguish between male and female, but his actions and words were full of ambiguity and lingering.

Although Ling Hege has a decent style, he is not stupid. After thinking about the context, he figured out the key points.

"I'm calling you an abrupt young hero." He said apologetically.

The young man was smiling innocently again, softly caressing the icy snake scales carelessly, and his tone was like a boudoir in love: "Young man? Could it be that I was born like a man?"

"The first step of my Wushuang mental method is to practice how to recognize Qi. Everything in the world has its own aura, yin and yang are different, and it is orderly to participate in business. I make a rash judgment and it has nothing to do with the appearance of my step." Ling Hege smiled slightly. The softness of landscape ink painting is really not like the figures broken by the high snow and cold frost of the Tianshan Mountains.

"What a 'yin and yang are different, participate in business in an orderly manner', he is worthy of being a son of a famous family." The young man's tone of voice was so varied that people couldn't understand what it meant. ?”

"The world is so big, and there are so many visions, how can I make such a statement." Ling Hege shook his head and laughed.He really felt that this person in front of him was strange and interesting, how could a young man ask such cold words like I was born like a man out of nothing to do with himself.

"You are really a strange person." But the young man said, he teased the red python under his palm, raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "You want to get the red snake gall, but it is in my hand now, tell me, what do you want beg me?"

The young man is very young, with an innocent face, but his manner of speaking is very mature.This often teaches people to feel pity and love, and it can't be true.

"A gentleman doesn't take what others like, so I'll find another Chilian." Ling He sang.

"You are really..." The young man was really amused this time, "Obviously you found Chi Lian first, although your martial arts are mediocre, you have been wrestling with it for a long time. Well, let’s say it’s me.”

Ling Hege couldn't fathom the Linglong mind of the person in front of him, and he mostly mocked and teased him in the dialect, but he didn't show any hostility.

"There are only a few Chilian ancient snakes of this size in southern Xinjiang. Look elsewhere. To put it simply, do you know how long it will take?" The young man raised his eyebrows and asked him.

"There are traces of Chilian in the southern border of Lesheng Road, so I went down the mountain to find it all the way. Since I have found one, it must be a coincidence." Ling Hege replied.

"Le Sheng?" The boy read his name again, "Feng Sheng Ye Xiao Hu Le Sheng?"

He has been in southern Xinjiang for more than a month, and the customs here are far different from those in the Central Plains.The southern barbarian land is vast, with no capital city, countless villages scattered all over the sky, forming a self-contained system, and the people rarely care about the affairs of the Central Plains. "I have learned a lot with one step, and I admire the songs."

The young man's eyes were full of spring smiles, and he said: "Master, I have the world in my heart." Even if he didn't believe it himself, it was just a shameful statement.He naturally heard the other party's implication, and probably already guessed that he was not a native of southern Xinjiang.

So what, he didn't intend to hide it, and it's not that Mr. Wushuang is the only one who can find this barbaric land in southern Xinjiang.

"People say that there are traces in southern Xinjiang, so you can look for them from thousands of miles away; I say that Chilian has a master, so you can look elsewhere. Your majestic unparalleled son, how can you live like this..." The young man thought for a while, "What's wrong? "

The south is hot and humid, there is no wind, forests and barren trees grow, and flying leaves swirl and fall every now and then.Ling Hege stretched out his hand with sideways eyes, and the residual leaf fell into his palm. Hearing this, he turned his eyes to stare at the young man, his amber pupils seemed to be infinitely tender and affectionate.

"Struggle to be strong and victorious, it's hard to count how long it will last." His voice was like a lover's whisper, and he said each word slowly, with a long charm.

That was about ten years ago, the world is not what it is now, and the rivers and lakes are not what they are today.People and things at the time have their own reasons and encounters, which have just derived many reasons in the future.

Seeing that they were about to leave the Rong Mansion all the way, the young master of the Rong family suddenly asked: "Would you all take a sedan chair?"

The other three people in Wushuang turned their eyes to Young Master Wushuang. Young Master Wushuang gave Rong Chengli a look, and with helplessness in his words, he smiled and advised: "It's just a few steps away."

Rong Chengli saw that his expression was gentle, and the bad voice in his heart was playing wildly, so he didn't mention it.A group of six of them walked out of the Rong Mansion, which was really eye-catching. Several of them had the appearance of Pan An Songyu, no matter how bad they were, they had a majestic momentum.

From time to time, school-age girls passed by shyly covering their faces in the streets, their eyes full of affection.In the middle of the journey, Bian Hongxue and Xiang Guanyu are young and quarrelsome, and they are in front of each other; Yan Fengyu is used to accompanying him at the back, and Hu Lesheng seems to be very interested in his taciturnity, chatting affectionately in every possible way.Before he knew it, Rong Chengli and Mr. Wushuang were already walking side by side. They had nothing to say, and they were extremely deserted.

Streets and shops lined up row upon row, people's voices gradually increased, and golden embroidered sachets were suddenly thrown from mid-air.The sachet was carried by the wind and came lightly, Mr. Wushuang took it face to face, and heard the laughter on the railing of the pavilion again.Following the sound, the firework girl leaned on the railing and waved her sleeves, and a beautiful girl who looked like a maid said in a clear voice, "Master, my lady has taken a fancy to you."

Under the vermilion eaves, in the depths of the railing, sits a young woman covered in tulle, with wonderful eyes expressing love, charming and elegant.The woman is leaning against a railing, her hands are slender, and her fingers are like cutting onions. She lowers her eyes slightly to thread a needle, her demeanor is smooth, and she is embroidering another pair of sachets.

Xiang Guanyu heard the commotion here, turned her head to look at Mr. Wushuang, and glanced at the door plaque of Zhuge in a blink of an eye, and wrote in meaningful and elegant cursive script - "Never Night".

"Thank you for your kindness, Miss." Young Master Wu Shuang raised his arms, most people didn't see his movements clearly, only saw the sachet flew up the railing steadily just now.

The beautiful girl held the sachet in a daze, and she came back to her senses after a while. She leaned over the railing and scolded angrily, "You idiot who doesn't understand style!"

Hearing the sweet voice behind him, Rong Chengli curled his lips into a smile, and it happened that Mr. Wushuang turned his eyes to look at him, and said softly, "Why are you smiling?"

"Do you know who that woman is?" Rong Chengli raised his eyebrows and asked, "Wuma Yanjiao, the most beautiful woman in Hangzhou, the crown of the most prosperous oiran of 'Never Night' for 12 years. If you come to Hangzhou, don't go see her." On her side, I also feel sorry for you." She said it was a pity, but her heart naturally seconded the comment of "a fool who doesn't understand style".

Young Master Wu Shuang saw his lively face and laughed it off.

"Such a beauty wants to throw thousands of dollars to beg the king to take care of you. She really deserves to be Mr. Wushuang." Rong Chengli said with a smile, but he was hiding his wit.

"Really?" Young Master Wushuang smiled lightly and said very casually, "You never said that back then."

Rong Chengli turned away a pair of peach blossom eyes, and his eyes were full of storms. He stared at the man beside him meaningfully, his face becoming more and more calm.He slowly withdrew his gaze, and asked in a very inexplicable tone: "Who was with you?"

On the streets and four in Hangzhou, on the Qingshiban road, the tall and tall man smiled and said nothing, his eyebrows and eyes were the same as before, like the scenery of March in the south of the Yangtze River, where the spring breeze melts into water.

Naturally, it is not a problem for people in the Jianghu to fly over the eaves and walls, and Bian Hongxue and Xiang Guanyu have already taken the lead.Yan Fengyu walked forward habitually, trying to take Rong Chengli to the wall.However, Young Master Wu Shuang stretched out his arms to wrap around Rong Chengli's waist, he started to spin his feet, and reached the eaves in an instant.

Yan Fengyu, who was in the air, glanced at Hu Lesheng who was slowly following behind him, and Hu Lesheng immediately waved his hands and said, "Don't look at me, he's not like this usually."

The person in the arms is a lazy person who is used to being hugged. Although he was a little surprised, he relaxed his body in an instant and found a comfortable posture.Seeing Young Master Wu Shuang and Rong Chengli coming up together, Bian Hongxue couldn't help but secretly sighed, Xiang Guanyu had already turned left and right, and he said to the crowd: "Nothing special."

Young Master Wu Shuang walked along the edge of the eaves, comparing back and forth the position of the main house of Wangrong Mansion from a distance from time to time, and finally stood in one place.Hu Lesheng also walked to this place, stopped beside Young Master Wushuang, and said casually, "This is it."

Rong Chengli stood leisurely at the end, but Yan Fengyu took the initiative to speak: "The night the darts entered the mansion, the mansion sent people here to investigate. People who came here were careful, and did not leave any objects or footprints."

Hu Lesheng laughed when he heard this, Xiang Guanyu and Bian Hongxue also looked relaxed.Mr. Wushuang leaned down and looked down. He wiped the rafters with his fingertips, and found that one part of it was stained with paint.

"Hero Yan, don't worry, if you can't find out, the Wushuang faction may not be helpless." Xiang Guanyu vowed, "But the world is taboo, please stay away for the time being."

The matter involves secret techniques of other sects, Yan Fengyu, who was born in the Yan family in the south of the Yangtze River, knows how to avoid suspicion even if the other party has never made it clear.Rong Chengli, who was in the merchant business, didn't buy it very much, he raised his thin lips lightly, and said coolly: "The next suffering master who has no power to restrain a chicken, if he doesn't keep an eye on all the distinguished guests, he will inevitably be afraid of being suspicious of the Wushuang faction." It’s dishonorable to cheat.”

Xiang Guanyu frowned, Bian Hongxue subconsciously looked at Mr. Wushuang, Mr. Wushuang nodded slightly at Hu Lesheng, and said, "It's okay."

Hu Lesheng didn't know where to take out his previous writing brush from his sleeve, and Xiang Guanyu remembered it when he saw it, and said with emotion: "The glass chi pattern pen in Rongfu is really a wonderful workmanship."

"If it's someone else, it's fine. Why is Mr. Jinyu of the Xiang family doing this?" Hu Lesheng couldn't help but roll his eyes at him and sneered.

He took off the cap of the pen and unscrewed the barrel. After waiting for a while, an aqua butterfly flew out of the barrel.It stretched its butterfly wings like a spirit, and it landed on the bone of Hu Lesheng's ring finger.Xiang Guanyu replied confidently: "Who do you think I am for? That glazed Chiwen brush is also a fighting brush, because the glazed material is hollow. If you keep kites and butterflies in it, think about it. Butterflies dancing in the colored glass must be so beautiful, it's not much better than the pen in your hand."

Most of the things that Xiang Guanyu can admire are priceless, and Hu Lesheng doesn't want to guess that that glazed brush will cost him several lifetimes of wealth.He only raised his hand to kiss the fingertip butterfly, and said tenderly and pitifully: "My Yuandie is not a prodigal girl."

"Don't make excuses for yourself, stinky poor man." Xiang Guanyu immediately retorted.

Rong Chengli listened to Xiang Guanyu's tirade about plotting against his baby without blinking an eye, and then he said without changing his face: "If Mr. Jin Yu really wants it, I will send you off."

Forgot that there was another prodigal son here, Hu Lesheng secretly disdain to be with this group of guys who smell like money.He turned to whispering to Yuandie, feeding Zhu Mo, Yuandie stuck out its tentacles from time to time and tapped his knuckles to respond.

"Is this true?" Hearing these words, Xiang Guanyu's eyes were as bright as stars, radiant.

"Rong can't tell lies." Rong Chengli said flatly.

"It's indecent to come and not to go. If the Xiang family has something that you can favor, please don't be polite." People like Xiang Guanyu, of course, don't want to be left behind.

Rong Chengli thought for a while, and said, "Write it down first."

Here, the butterfly finished drinking the red ink, and Hu Lesheng lightly raised his sleeves, allowing the butterfly to spread its wings and fly, hovering up and down, lingering around.Rong Chengli couldn't figure it out, he naturally walked to Mr. Wushuang, and asked softly, "Which show is this?"

Young Master Wu Shuang laughed softly and replied: "Although the first step of my mind method is to know Qi, the way of cultivating the Tao requires human resources. It is difficult for me to surpass my own limitations. For example, I can only know Qi to know that you are by no means powerless. , if you go up to the next floor, it's just to know how much your skill is and how it is." Rong Chengli was not at all uncomfortable when he was exposed face to face, and nodded calmly.

"But the kite butterfly is different. It was born in the deep snow of the Tianshan Mountains. It is born with a spirit. It has always fed on ink and can distinguish all things. The kite butterfly in front of you has been domesticated by Lesheng, and it is better at recognizing the breath and distinguishing the mind. Today." Young Master Wu Shuang saw the flickering wings of the water-colored butterfly, and sighed softly, "If someone has shot darts here and entered the Rong Mansion, then the butterfly can not only smell the breath of this person when he exerts force, but also follow the smell along the way. Lead us to find him."

"If that's the case, why are you sighing?" Rong Chengli squinted at the people around him.

"There will always be, the worst case." As soon as Mr. Wushuang finished speaking, he saw the kite butterfly flapping its water-colored wings and hiding back in the pen holder. Ren Hu Lesheng coaxed him in every possible way, but he did not want to fly out again.

"..." Rong Chengli twitched the corners of his lips, showing a half-smile.