Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

Chapter 144 Master Hou He Was Caught by a Scheming Beauty 34
Tao Feng thought of this, his mind fluttered, and he looked back at the sedan chair, greedy and vicious, swallowing his saliva.

There was a sound of galloping horseshoes, from far to near, Tao Feng only felt the biting wind engulfing the coldness of late autumn blowing across his face, he was stunned when he saw the person in front of him clearly.

"Xu Beihou?!"

Xie Xun was dressed in red, and riding a tall horse, forced to stop in front of him, condescending and arrogant.

There was no expression on that face, and there was a sense of silent oppression, and the chill crushed every inch of air.

"What do you want to do?" Thinking of what happened on the hunting ground last time, Tao Feng inexplicably had a bad premonition and asked cautiously.

The Tao family could be crushed with one finger in front of Xu Beihou's mansion, he didn't want to make enemies with Xie Xun.

Xie Xun's eyes stopped on the sedan chair for a moment, then moved away, his thin lips parted slightly, the wind was calm and calm.

"Meng Tang'an stay, the others, get out."

This sentence slammed Tao Feng's head and face, and he was so enlightened that he finally figured out what was going on!

"Xie Xun, don't go too far!"

If he endured this any longer, Tao Feng would be a bastard.

He asked why Xie Xun didn't wait to see him.

It turned out that it was because he fell in love with Meng Tang'an!
A burst of anger surged in Tao Feng's heart, wishing to tear Meng Tang'an to pieces, and even dared to hook up with Xie Xun.

"Meng Tang'an is the concubine I want to bring into the mansion, Xu Beihou even wants to snatch other people's concubines?!"

"What I like is mine." Xie Xun rolled his eyes, his voice was extremely cold.

Tao Fengqi's face flushed red, his entire face was distorted, and he smiled angrily: "I really didn't see that Meng Tang'an still has such a great ability to make Xu Beihou, who has never been close to women, come to snatch a marriage! "

"Since you like this concubine so much, why don't you share it with me? Of course we have to taste the good taste together!"

Tao Feng, who had snarky eyebrows and mouse-eyed eyes, turned into slit eyes and smiled slyly.

Xie Xun narrowed his narrow eyes, tightened his slender fingers inch by inch, and swept out the whip in his hand!

The dark long whip lashed Tao Feng's body fiercely, his skin was torn apart in an instant, and he was thrown off the horse!
The screams echoed on the long street, but no one dared to step forward.

"Your father didn't dare to say a word in front of me, what are you?"

Xie Xun's aura was frighteningly cold, like three or nine days of ice falling heavily, against the dark and cold sunlight in late autumn, he turned his wrist, and whipped Tao Feng again!
Tao Feng hit the wall and rolled to the ground, his flesh and blood turned out, dripping with blood, he looked at Xie Xun with real fear, his mouth was full of blood, and he spurted it out.

"Xu Beihou, please be merciful!" Seeing such a bloody and cruel scene, the young servants who welcomed the newcomers were so frightened that their legs went limp, and they knelt on the ground begging one after another.

The sedan chair fell to the ground, the pale golden tassels swayed from side to side, and there was no sound in the sedan chair from the beginning to the end.

"roll."

Those people ran away rolling and crawling, at least they didn't forget to carry Tao Feng to run together, they moved hurriedly and panicked, Tao Feng was knocked up by them and spit out another mouthful of blood.

Fly away after becoming the beauty of the mouth, and was robbed of the kiss by other men, this is a breath that no one can swallow.

He raised his finger tremblingly and pointed at Xie Xun, and roared ferociously: "Xie Xun, you must die!!"

When the attendants heard this, they were scared out of their wits, covered Tao Feng's mouth with mournful faces, and ran faster, as if they had grown wings.

For a while, he was the only one left on the long street, and a sedan chair that was thrown on the ground.

Xie Xun casually threw the whip on the ground, and approached step by step, the black golden boots stopped in front of the sedan chair.

The atmosphere was extremely quiet, the wind in late autumn was biting, whizzing past, and the tassels collided and made a rustling sound.

The slender and fair fingers opened the car curtain without hesitation!
The woman wore a dazzling red wedding gown, embroidered with gold thread patterns, and set off the icy muscles and bones. Three thousand ink hairs were scattered behind her, messy and fragile.

With snow muscles and slender waist, people look at her delicately, and she is naturally charming and boneless.

That red body pierced Xie Xun's eyes.

What is even more eye-catching is the bright wrists that are tightly bound with hemp rope, the red sleeves are hanging down, bruises and bloodstains can be seen faintly between the white and delicate wrists, and the most beautiful rouge has been applied to the lips, which are also blocked by white cloth, and only fine slivers can be seen. The sound of whimpering.

A pair of peach blossom eyes were red with tears, looking straight at him.

The look in his eyes is terrifying.

It's like a long needle piercing into the bottom of my heart carefully, and there is an undetectable pain for no reason, and I can't explain the reason.

"Meng Tang'an." Xie Xun didn't know why, but he didn't dare to look at that scene. His fingertips froze for a moment, he stepped on the sedan chair, leaned over, and a calm and hoarse voice rolled out of his throat, "What are you afraid of?"

The familiar clear and light fragrance lingered in his breath, and as the man approached, it enveloped him inch by inch. Meng Tangan didn't cry or make a fuss, just looked at him so dullly.

Red all over, like a scalded rose.

Xie Xun threw away the white cloth in her mouth, and untied the hemp rope that tied her wrist tightly. Under the rope, her wrist was already bruised and her fingertips were trembling.

This is the first time Xu Beihou, who is romantic, has tasted something similar to heartache.

"Look, we are wearing the same clothes." He pointed at her, then at himself, laughing.

High-spirited, young and arrogant.

Meng Tangan flung herself into his arms, tears could no longer be held back, bursting down the embankment, a hibiscus face was very thin, pale and sickly, with a pointed chin, almost crying into tears.

His whole body was trembling, and his fingers were tightly clutching Xie Xun's skirt.

"Why did you come here..." The sobbing voice was like a cat whimpering.

Xie Xun was silent for a while, and finally hugged him forcefully in his arms: "Sorry."

He didn't say he wouldn't, nor did he make any promises.

Until now, I am sober and do not promise the future.

The front of the clothes was drenched by her crying, tears were scalding, hitting Xie Xun's heart.

For the first time, he realized that the person in his arms was so fragile that it might shatter at any moment.

"Don't cry." He frowned, and patted her on the back strangely, "It's as if I made you cry."

Meng Tang'an was still crying, without a sound, tears slipped silently across his thin face, his eyes were red with affection, and his grip on the skirt of his clothes did not slacken in the slightest, as if he had grasped the last flame.

Xie Xun was upset by crying, he hated women crying, but he couldn't do anything about Meng Tang'an now.

That tinge of guilt made him uneasy, making it difficult to think about the essence of things as usual.

He simply hugged him up and stepped out of the sedan chair.

Meng Tang flinched back, tightened his grip on Xie Xun's neck, and remained silent without speaking.

The cold wind of late autumn blew past, lifting Xu Beihou's sleeves, the arc was fluttering and cold, the red dress was flamboyant, the wedding dress of the person he was holding in his arms was like blood, and the dangling fingertips were greasy with snow, buried in his arms like a cat .

The bridal sedan chair behind her was empty.

Meng Tangan was tired from crying, so she curled into his arms and said softly, "I hate you so much."

"Didn't you say you admired me not long ago?" Xie Xun hugged her and strode forward with a calm face, eyes like sharp knives, looking directly at her.

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