Hibiscus Moon

The winding path grows secluded, and the flowers bloom and overflow with the fragrance of wine.

The misty rain in Jinling, the golden powder of the Six Dynasties, and the ten-mile bead curtain.

On the day of leaving, misty rain floated in the sky, pavilions, towers and pavilions surrounded the embankment, willows and willows, misty, and the Qinhuai River covered with light veil, like a woman separated by a veil, graceful and mysterious.

Ge Yuan was dressed in black, which stood out in the misty rain. He had a strong and straight figure with two big knives behind him, a black scarf on his face, and a pair of black eyes as deep as a black pool, cold and ruthless.

He greeted him with a smile, looked at the carriage again, and said: "The poor monk is a monk, and I'm afraid the Buddha will blame him for riding such an expensive carriage."

Buyue said: "That's okay, you just walk behind the carriage, we will slow down..."

Before he finished speaking, Monk Hua had already sat in with a smile: "If the Buddha blames me, I can only say that Master Bu encouraged me to come up."

Buyue: "..."

This monk Hua is even more cunning and cunning than Xia Yunfeng when he speaks, and he is very immoral!

He was about to get in the car when he saw Nanpu in Tsing Yi approaching with a blank expression, with a white gauze wrapped around his neck, with traces of blood dripping out, which was quite shocking.

Buyue said in surprise, "Nanpu, what's wrong with you?"

Nan Pu's eyes were not warm at all, and his tone was flat: "It's just a small injury." After jumping into the carriage, he heard a faint voice, "Amitabha, the benefactor, come closer here, the poor monk is motion sick."

Buyue said inwardly that she was old-fashioned, but she saw a pair of blue eyes approaching. Compared with Nanpu's expressionless face, Ying Tianchang's expression was very wonderful, both forbearance and disdain, and the deep blue eyes were raging with anger. Bufa got into the car, and heard the monk Hua say again: "Amitabha, good, good."

Buyue didn't know what was going on in the car, so she also followed, Nanpu sat down when she got close, Ying Tianchang was opposite, staring at him, her face was still as cold as frost.

Buyue sat down on the other side of Nanpu, the four of them looked at each other silently, and it was very quiet.

Not long after, Xia Yunfeng also got into the carriage, gave an order, and the carriage staggered on the road, the hazy voice in the misty rain echoed in his ears, carrying a moist summer feeling.

Buyue wondered, "Where's Bai Ning?"

Xia Yunfeng said: "Let's go."

Buyue was startled, then sneered secretly, fearing that he would kill again, so why did he drive him away? Thinking again, when Bai Ning left, the box of money also went away, and thinking about Xia Yunfeng's treatment of him these days He gritted his teeth in hatred for what he had done.

The carriage slowly walks along the banks of the Qinhuai River, the heat of summer disappears like mist, rain and fog, the painted boats on the Qinhuai River are slightly rippling on the river surface, and occasionally there are one or two melodious Qing songs, which are not as charming as the night.

The smoke cage is cold water and moon cage sand, and Qinhuai is near the restaurant at night.

This kind of Qinhuai is slowly moving away, like a spring dream overnight, leaving a bit of melancholy in a place where the lights are dim.

Love and hate when to rest.

Ying Tianchang's eyes never moved away from Nanpu's body, his tense face looked like a beast that would eat people at any time, especially when the red blood fell on the gauze, a violent storm erupted in his ice blue eyes.

He wanted to punch the wall of the carriage, but the carriage belonged to Xia Yunfeng; he wanted to say a few words, but he couldn't respond; he wanted to ask the unintentional person whether he could turn around, and the answer was already known.

During his stay in Jinling for the past few days, he was too busy dealing with the affairs in the building and had no time to take care of other things. He only made people follow Nanpu secretly. The daily newspapers said that he was walking around the flower streets of various flower buildings. He couldn't imagine such a rigorous person. How would I visit the flower building, so I took a free time and followed.

That person will never have any other expressions, even if the woman with red and jade arms is hugging her, and the naked woman is softly panting in his arms, he just lazily lets them please him, the clothes are messy, it is already After the cloud and rain in Wushan, the bright red is still there.

"My lord is so fierce, the three of us sisters can hardly bear it."

Hua Dai tidied her messy bun, her cheeks were dizzy, her face was pink and peachy, the spring in her eyes hadn't faded away, she caressed his firm chest again with her slender hands.

Suddenly, the sisters heard a low cry, and looked up, behind the gauze curtain stood a tall man at some time, with wide shoulders and narrow hips, he must be a strong man just by his body shape, not to mention his majestic appearance, like a knife carved His facial features are charming and exotic.

It's just that those sapphire-like eyes seem to be able to spew fire.

"You all go out." The man's voice was also mellow and pleasant, but it was majestic and cold, which made people dare not disobey.

However, Mr. Nan beside him stopped them. He looked at the person coming, and his tone was still emotionless: "If you don't dislike it, you can sit down and have fun together."

The blue-eyed man suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed it, shattering a vase in the air, and said angrily, "Get out!"

At this time, Young Master Nan sat up slowly, and said slowly: "Qingzhang Hongluan, isn't the landlord's favorite?"

Ying Tianchang's face darkened, his heart was overwhelmed, he didn't know whether it was pain or anger, it was the first time in his life that someone could hold his heart in the palm of his hand and play with it in every possible way, but that person had no heart.

He lost the man's heart...

Thinking of this, he was even more sore and angry, he glanced at those women, all of them were half-revealed, the wide bed was in a mess, and the man's open chest was bright red in several spots, I don't know how much ecstasy there was.

Angry to the extreme, he sneered instead: "Don't go out, right? That's good, that's good, no one is allowed to go out!"

The door slammed shut with a bang, without wind.

He went up a few steps to grab it, but was blocked by Nanpu, he hated him even more, his subordinates used all their strength and showed no mercy, Xiangsilou's palm technique was fast, and they slapped Nanpu's body twice in a row, taking advantage of him When moving, tear off the gauze and tie it to the four corners of the bed frame.

He glanced at Hua Dai and the others, and said in a deep voice, "You guys have to see clearly."

Kissed towards Nanpu, Nanpu couldn't move, like a wooden man without emotion, let the man's fingers swim and tease until they entered his body, vent all kinds of tenderness and ruthlessness, he still didn't have any expression .

Hua Dai covered her mouth with a handkerchief, turned her face away and didn't look at her anymore. She grew up in this fireworks field, and she had never seen such a dirty and immoral thing, but she still couldn't bear Mr. Nan being treated like this, and she was still in front of them. face.

However, the door seemed to be deadlocked, through the window paper, a few hazy and straight figures could be seen outside the door.

The lamps and candles in the room burn out and are replaced again. In the long night, you will never be lonely. The orange light illuminates everything warm and soft, but it can't warm people's hearts.Reflecting on the embroidered bed, the figure shakes, turning upside down.

Ying Tianchang is full of anger, so he can only vent it on this person, but what can he do after venting it?He felt deeply powerless.

He is the landlord of Acacia, in charge of all the known or unknown secrets in the Jianghu. Everyone said that his eyes were born to see through the separation and separation of the world, thousands of secrets.

He didn't know what to do with this man.

Even after being humiliated like this, Nan Pu still didn't show any expression on his face.

The restraint on the head of the bed had already been loosened, the man neither struggled nor catered to, and looked at him coldly, as if it had nothing to do with him.

With a lot of blood on the quilt, he slowly stood up.

"Where are you going?"

Nanpu slowly stood firm, took a few more steps, and turned back, "Since the landlord is ruthless, why don't you let me go free?"

"Don't even think about it!" Ying Tianchang said solemnly, "You are my man, regardless of life or death!"

Nan Pu said: "That's good."

The corners of his mouth twitched, as if he was about to laugh, Ying Tianchang's heart was shocked, before the ecstasy came, he saw a cold light flashing towards his throat.

Ying Tianchang hastily waved a plum blossom dart, and with a crisp "clang", it dropped a small dagger, half a palm long, exquisitely carved, it was the "cold light" he gave to Nanpu.

The cold snow has no intention of flowers, so don't worry about the time.

Dark red blood splattered down and covered the translucent dagger, Ying Tianchang had time to panic, the deadly fear strangled his throat again.

"Your life and death are up to you!"

He heard his own hoarse voice.

Nan Pu turned his back to him.

The dark red blood is still flowing.