Master Fu’s Prideful Wife

The mountain is quiet, and the hot spring club built against the mountain is brightly lit. At the easternmost position is the Xiyuan, which is left by the Nan family and never opened to the public. This is also a unique sulfur spring.

The distance between each yard is regulated, and the higher the grade, the farther the yard is.

Xiyuan is a place that is isolated by itself, so even if a serious expert has been mixed in at this moment, no one will notice.

On the bluestone road, the silhouettes moved past one by one, and Wen Li leaned on the edge of the fence and silently counted the number of people who passed by.

There are 4 in total, and it can be seen that they all have real guys on their bodies, they are alert, and they quickly dodge into the yard.

Wen Li deftly dissolved the potion on her face and carried the Yirong potion with her, which was her habit.

After almost preparing, she dodged into the yard.

Soon, I smelled the **** smell that spread and opened. The sliding door had been opened, and the hot spring pool in the huge room took up two-thirds of the space. Compared with the Zhiyuan where she was in, it was not a star and a half.

The orange light was dim, filling the room shallowly, the person lying across the door was twitching all the time, and the sulphur-smelling pool water swayed gently.

His back was about five meters away from the door, and there was a hazy figure leaning against the pool wall.

The people on the ground were lying on the ground, Wen Li took two steps forward, the water in the pool floated loudly, but he couldn't see any movement from the people inside.

In such a short period of time, these four people were all dealt with, but the people who were soaking in the pool were dead or alive.

Wen Li stepped over the people under his feet and quickly reached the edge of the pool. Just as he stretched out his hand, a gust of wind came.

The person who had not moved by relying on the pool suddenly exerted force, and the wrist was clenched tightly, and the wrist bone seemed to be broken.

Leaning forward uncontrollably, Wen Li was mentally prepared before being thrown into the water so that he would not fall into a tragic state.

The pungent pond water instantly drowned her. Wen Li closed her eyes, and as soon as she got up, someone grabbed her neck. She reflexively raised her fist and was restrained by her wrist.

A fine needle flashed neatly between the other fingers, aiming at the position of the man's Adam's apple.

The movements were neat and tidy, and only then could Wen Li open her eyes. The water droplets on her eyelashes blurred her eyes, but she could clearly see the face of the person in front of her in the light of the water.

If a profile face is enough to drive Ning Ruan crazy, seeing the front face, I'm afraid Ning Ruan will pass out.

This face is uniquely endowed with the advantages of all the five senses. It is no exaggeration for God to craft it carefully. The slightly raised corners of the eyes show slightly sharp eyebrows, deep eyes, and the outline of the whole face is **** but with some morbid weakness. It is a man but his skin is as white as china bone.

With a height of 1.9 meters, he clasped Wen Li's hands with an overwhelming advantage, making people unable to move.

"Let go together." Wen Li moved the fine needle on his hand.

Fu Yuxiu stared at the person planted in his hands, and after seeing the small face clearly, he held her back a little less.

Although some of his face was covered with potion, this face is now six points similar to the original Wen Li.

Wen Li saw a flash of inquiry in the depths of his eyes, and the thin needle in his hand approached the man's Adam's apple.

"Want to spend so much time?"

In the current situation, it does seem that Wen Li has the upper hand. With a height of 1.9 meters, standing in front of her like this is indeed very oppressive.

The hand holding her neck suddenly moved, and the man's slender index finger rubbed the end of her eyes hard, as if he was looking for something.

Wen Li wanted to struggle, but his control was even tighter.

Until the red tear mole at the end of the girl's eye was exposed to the air, the layers of darkness in his eyes dissipated, like a haze blown away by the wind.

"Bang..." The wooden door cracked.

Between the flying sawdust, about seven or eight people rushed out from all around and surrounded the two, all of them holding the latest K-76 pistols.

Well equipped.

"It doesn't look like the situation is good." Wen Li said this with a hint of schadenfreude.

Now she has to take a good look at the low-key adopted son of the Nan family, how an adopted son who is kept in the courtyard and does not go out, provokes so many people.

There was a smile on Fu Yuxiu's lips, and he pulled his arms back, turning Wen Li over and leaning his back against his slightly cold chest.

Arms circled around her chest, imprisoning the man in front of her, and the man's handsome face was just close to her ear.

The action is very intimate, like a very close lover.

This also made the killer who surrounded the two stunned, and immediately raised the gun in his hand.

"Who are you?"

This is clearly asking Wen Li, after all, this Fu Yuxiu is a woman in his arms, which runs counter to all the related information.

You have to ask beforehand whether it is useful or not.

The dark muzzle was aimed at the two of them, and Wen Li's eyes twitched, "I have nothing to do with this person, if you want to do it, please be neat, aim it, don't accidentally hurt me."

If the blood splatters on the body, it has to be washed, which is very troublesome.

Several people looked at each other, as if they didn't believe Wen Li's words.

The man behind heard her words, chuckled softly, his chest trembled slightly, lowered his head and leaned close to her face.

"Baby..." A magnetic and sticky voice sounded in Wen Li's ears, and she frowned.

"When the enemy is now, you don't have to make trouble with me, darling..."

This time, the hesitant killer had come to his senses, and the gun in his hand was aimed directly at Wen Li.

"They're a gang!"

This is completely misunderstood.

This man, this is dragging her into the water.

Wen Li closed his eyes and helplessly raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The moment the other party pulled the trigger, a strange fragrance filled the room.

The guns in the hands of the people who were still extremely mighty just now fell to the ground, and their five fingers were clutching their necks with painful expressions.

When Fu Yuxiu saw this scene, the smile on his lips became clearer.

"You..." The leader stared at Wen Li, but couldn't say a word.

Almost at the same time as they fell to the ground, the arm that shackled Wen Li also fell.

She turned back and looked at the weak man, who was wearing only a pair of black bullet-shaped **** on his lower body.

He rested his forehead on the couch of the imperial concubine next to the two of them, his movements weak, but with a bit of extreme **** and enchanting.

She has been using this neutralizing psychedelic drug for a long time, and it usually makes people dizzy silently.

If the muzzles of those people hadn't been aimed at her, she wouldn't have added this poison.

The incense she lit from the moment she entered this room, this man discovered it from the beginning and never showed it.

Wen Li, who had always been confident in preparing medicines by himself, had to look at the man in front of him.

This man is great.

In any way, his strength cannot be underestimated.