Lianhua Manlou

The banquet is placed in the water pavilion, with pearls hanging on the walls, the pearls reflecting the candlelight, the light is soft, and it is indescribably comfortable.Surrounded by a lotus pond as blue as a wash, the lacquered red nine-curved bridge railing is winding, the pearl screens are set up high, and the wind is filled with the fragrance of the first lotus leaves. It is fragrant and fragrant, and it also shows the thoughtfulness and meticulousness of the host.

Wang Lianhua sat at the last seat, and his master was Huamanlou.But he is in a good mood, and has even begun to consider whether to build this place into another stronghold for luxury and money.His nose, eyes, and mouth were all smiling, which attracted countless cold eyes and contempt from Ma Xingkong.

It was Su Shaoqing who talked about it, and Huo Tianqing specially introduced him as a well-educated juren. He is obviously also a good companion, good at dancing, humorous, and knowledgeable.The atmosphere was set off very well by him, it was neither cold nor overly lively, and no one could fault it.

But Lu Xiaofeng was out of his control, because his patience and curiosity were more urgent than ordinary people, and when Su Shaoqing finished talking about the affair of the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty, he had already sighed: "Look. It's only because Li Yu was born hundreds of years earlier, if he is here today, he must be more anxious to drink than me."

Everyone laughed.

Huo Tianqing said: "The food and drinks are already prepared, but it's a pity that the big boss heard that there are guests like Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Gongzi today, so he must come to join in the fun. If you are impatient, we might as well serve some snacks and drink first. "

The voice of the voice was lost, but he immediately rushed to say: "It doesn't matter if you wait any longer. It's rare for the big boss to be in such a good mood today. How can we spoil his interest!"

Seeing Huo Tianqing's dark face that suddenly turned cold, Wang Lianhua's smile deepened a bit.It was always a pleasure for him to see others humiliated and made a fool of themselves, not to mention that Huo Tianqing was obviously a person who wanted to save face.

The awkward atmosphere didn't last long, and the snacks couldn't be served in the end because Yan Tieshan came.He smiled brightly and enthusiastically, greeted him with good wine and food, and the atmosphere gradually warmed up.

A meal, the host and guest enjoy themselves.Apparently he was very kind to Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou, adding food and wine, chatting non-stop in a strong Shanxi accent.Even Wang Lianhua was cared for and thoughtful, and was constantly praised as a lucky person. I have to say that Yan Tieshan is a very interesting and lovable person.

It wasn't until Lu Xiaofeng mentioned Yan Liben and the Great Jinpeng Dynasty that Yan Tieshan twisted her face, slapped the table and got up, saw off the guests harshly, and quickly walked out of the water pavilion.

Is this how things end?Of course not, otherwise Lu Xiaofeng's beard would have been sacrificed in vain.White clothes, black hair, black sheath sword, Ximen Chuixue's long body standing at the door is enough to make Yan Tieshan's face pale with fright, and his eyes are cracked.

Ma Xingkong had already revealed a purple gold rolling dragon stick with fish scales, he shook it in the wind, stretched it straight, and quickly pierced Wang Lianhua's throat.

He has already seen that Wang Lianhua is just a yellow-mouthed child, so he is naturally easier to bully than others.

Wang Lianhua "Oh!" exclaimed, holding a red apple in her hand, with a dumb and stupid expression on her face, and rolled on the spot in embarrassment, Hua Manlou had already flew in front of him and stretched out two sticks. With a light pinch of the fingers, the dragon tongue dagger made of hundred-refined steel snapped and instantly broke into three pieces.

Huamanlou used Lu Xiaofeng's Consonant Finger of course, but Ma Xingkong was already in a daze.When he was unprepared, a foot slammed on his back and kicked him out of the lotus pond silently.That foot was naturally Wang Lianhua's, and he kicked Ma Xingkong's spine into pieces with such speed and force.

Su Shaoqing was standing next to him, he could see clearly, Wang Lianhua hid most of her body behind Huamanlou with a shy face, her eyes were dark but enough to make him shiver.

What followed was a scuffle, but to Ximen Chuuxue, it could only be regarded as a massacre, one-sided and completely overwhelming.

Su Shaoqing avoided Wang Lianhua subconsciously, and told him intuitively that it was very dangerous. He fought with Hua Manlou, and then his identity was identified. He is Su Shaoying's Emei Seven Swords, Su Erxia among the three heroes and four talents. It was a poor man who was about to die, just because he met Ximen Chuuxue and raised a sword that shouldn't have been raised.

Wang Lianhua squinted her eyes slightly, her hands even trembled a little, his soul was trembling, just because he saw Ximen Chuuxue's sword, it was a murderous sword, the momentum of that sword was so overwhelming that it could not be described in words , pierced through Su Shaoying's throat like lightning.The tip of the sword was still covered with blood, Ximen Chuuxue blew gently, and the blood dripped from the tip of the sword.At this time, his expression was desolate and lonely, even a little sad, "Why is a young man like you always in a hurry to die? After 20 years, where do you tell me to find an opponent?"

Hua Manlou suddenly said: "Since that's the case, why did you kill him?"

Wang Lianhua stared at Ximen Chuuxue, her dark eyes were bottomless, and his expression was serious and deep: "Probably, the owner of the village only knows one kind of swordsmanship, the swordsmanship of killing people!"

There was a strange light in Ximen Chuuxue's usually indifferent eyes. He smiled, and the corners of his mouth slowly curved into a sarcasm.

Hua Manlou's expression was a little pity and sigh, kindness is his nature, but he also knew that Wang Lianhua was right.Every sword that Ximen Chuuxue uses is an absolute sword, and he will never show mercy or leave a way out.

Everything is over, the water pavilion is full of bloody smell, and the somewhat sweet floral fragrance is disgusting.

Yan Liben aged instantly, his face was ashen and there was nowhere to escape.Desperate and desolate, he murmured, "Yan Liben is already dead, why do you bother to look for him again? I'm old... old...why do you treat an old man like this?"

Lu Xiaofeng said, "It's only natural to pay off debts, it's fair."

Yan Tieshan actually laughed, and even felt a little indignant: "Whom do I owe? I don't even know what you are doing this for? Even if I am that cannibalistic Manager Yan, but..."

A sword, an ordinary long sword, pierced through his chest abruptly from behind like this, and a flower of blood burst out brightly.

His voice stopped suddenly, his face was distorted and deformed, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at the shining sword tip on his chest in disbelief, and fell down, unable to get up again.

Yan Tieshan died, unprepared and inexplicable.Such an ending made the entire Water Pavilion a little silent.Wang Lianhua looked at the so-called "Princess Danfeng" seriously, she really had tricks, a few words made Lu Xiaofeng dizzy, and couldn't bear to be harsh.

But not everyone agreed with her, Ximen Chuuxue mercilessly smashed her sword, gave a warning, and walked away.

Women, especially beautiful women, mostly suffer from a common problem - pride, or to put it more simply, it is to save face.Wang Lianhua clapped her hands and smiled, she could even foresee that this woman would not let Ximen Chuuxue go easily, at least she would cause some troubles.

However, Wang Lianhua glanced at Yan Tieshan who was lying on the ground with pity, and her heart was already full of joy. The Jewelry Pavilion is very good, so good that he can't wait to become its real owner.

Moonlit night, first quarter moon.Before midnight, there were at least three hours before sunrise.After a night of exhaustion, everyone found a small inn nearby, just wanting to have a good sleep.There are not many guest rooms, and there are only three rooms left in the upper room.Shangguan Danfeng naturally had a room all to himself, even though Wang Lianhua was sure that this room would probably not be used tonight, she still chose to live with Huamanlou.

It is not possible to ask for tea or water at this time, such a small inn usually turns off the stove at night, Wang Lianhua is a little disgusted, but Hua Manlou carefully pays the veil for the well water brought by Xiaoer and fumbles. Put it in his hand.

"It's good to just wipe it off." Hua Manlou persuaded with a faint smile.

Wang Lianhua rolled her eyes, looked at him brightly, and was a little enthusiastic, "Then I'll wipe it for you, and you can wipe it for me too, okay?"

"I don't need..." His face turned cold, and Hua Manlou's unspoken rejection just returned to his stomach.The young man's hands were the most slender and tender, with cold fingers. Through the veil, he swept across his eyebrows, his eyes, his cheeks, and finally stayed on his lips to rub gently, slightly itchy and numb.An indescribable emotion suddenly surged in his heart, and his chest started to feel hot.Such turbulent and unfamiliar emotions made him a little at a loss.

"Hua Man Lou, you look so good-looking." The young man's voice was cheerful and crisp, as if he was very close to him but seemed to be far away, "However, you are not as good-looking as me. If you don't believe me, touch my face!"

Hua Manlou nodded in a trance, only feeling that her fingertips had touched his smooth, silky cheeks.Wang Lianhua's eyebrows are slender and delicate, her nose is tall and small, and her soft lips... her hot breath almost scalded his fingertips.

"Does it look good?" Wang Lianhua asked softly in his ear.

Hua Manlou could only nod in a panic, and grabbed his restless hand, "Go to bed early, there are many things to do tomorrow."

Wang Lianhua giggled, kicked off her shoes and fell on her back on the bed, rolled her back to Huamanlou and wrapped herself tightly, and her breathing was steady within a moment.

Hua Manlou sat quietly at the table, his empty eyes kept falling on Wang Lianhua's body, his heart was full of thoughts and thoughts.It wasn't until the sky was slightly white that he finally showed a relieved expression, and the smile on his face was as gentle and calm as before.He groped and sat on the edge of the bed, dumbfounded, his quilt had already been pressed under him by another person and hugged him tightly.

Stretching out her hand to touch the pillow, she found cold and silky hair. Hua Manlou's heart skipped a beat, and a line of poetry suddenly appeared in her mind: I wished before the pillow, and if I want to rest, I will wait for the green mountain to die.