small rivers and lakes

Su Yuhen was attacked suddenly, and opened his mouth impatiently, but his bright eyes were as calm as water, and said softly: "This hero, if you have something to say, Xiao Ke has no grievances or enmity with you. It violates the way of a knight."

Mr. Wei clung to Long Yunteng's ear, and said quickly: "It seems that there are several different people in his body. This one now is obviously very different from the one last night."

With a stern face, Long Yunteng slowly let go of his hand, but squeezed his chin, forcing him to raise his head, his eyes met, and seeing his ugly angry face in the other person's eyes, he asked in a deep voice, "Phoenix?"

Su Yu said with hatred: "Feng Xi has already been buried, and the whole court knows about it."

"He knows Fenghuang Xi," Mr. Wei said, "He speaks like someone in court."

Long Yunteng stared at the eyes of Gu Jing Wubo in front of him, and saw that his expression was indifferent, his brows were gentle, his body was naked but he had a clean and upright air, and he was outstanding, like ice and snow, and he couldn't help but feel a move: "Su Xiting?"

An obvious astonishment flashed across his eyes, and he returned to silence in an instant. Su Yuhen's voice was clear and smooth: "Hero, what are you talking about?"

Long Yunteng didn't miss the flash of astonishment, he had the answer in his heart, but looked at this beautiful face with cold eyes, and asked indifferently: "Who are you?"

"Xiaoke's surname is Su Mingkong, and his surname is Yuhen. He is from Jiangcheng..."

Mr. Wei was taken aback, and looked up at Long Yunteng, seeing a hint of sullenness lingering between his brows, as if he was trying his best to suppress the burning anger in his chest.

Long Yunteng asked coldly: "Are you Su Yuhen? But the Su Yuhen I know is quite different from you."

"Huh?" Su Yuhen looked at him in confusion.

Long Yunteng said indifferently: "The Su Yuhen I know is cruel, vicious, arrogant, and... I killed my father and enemy, since you are Su Yuhen... the hatred of killing my father is unshakable, should I? To kill you with one palm, to comfort my father's spirit in heaven?"

Su Yuhen opened his eyes wide in astonishment: "What?"

"Don't you want to deny it?"

"It's not that I want to deny it," Su Yuhen said calmly, "It's that Xiao Ke was here when he woke up, and this hero also said that Xiao Ke killed your father, which is really unconvincing. "

"Hehe," Long Yunteng smiled softly, and moved his fingers pinching his chin slightly to touch his cheek, "Is it true that you have lost the identity of Su Guzhu if you deny it? Wei Qixi, if a person refuses to plead guilty , is there any way to get him to be punished?"

Mr. Wei smiled slightly, and said in a soft voice: "There are many tricks in the execution room, whipping, grooming, lead filling, intestinal pumping... each has its own advantages, it depends on which one the Lord wants to see."

Long Yunteng said: "It's better to go to Guzhu Su one by one, if you don't believe him, you don't plead guilty."

A chuckle came from the side.

Long Yunteng looked at him: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's too absurd for me to laugh at this." Su Yu smiled bitterly, his eyes were like Gujing, and he was still fearless even at the imminent death. He shook his head and said, "Torture is cruel, even if torture is used as a trick, what's the use?"

"If you don't avenge your father, you will be a son of man in vain."

Su Yuhen sighed lightly: "Father is kind and son is filial, which is enviable."

Long Yunteng's face suddenly darkened.

"Hero," Su Yuhen looked at him calmly, "Now you are a knife and I am a fish, why do you want to do it? Since the death penalty is inevitable, please ask the hero to give Xiao Ke a piece of clothing so that Xiao Ke can die Be decent."

Hearing the words, Long Yunteng's eyes gradually slipped down, only to see his skin white as fat, two blushes on his chest like plums falling in snow, charming and charming, a trace of cruelty floated up in his heart for no reason, he leaned forward, and laughed in a low voice: "Su Master Gu's martial arts are astonishingly brilliant, but he never expected his body to be as beautiful as heaven."

Su Yuhen's face changed suddenly, and he subconsciously hid back.

Long Yunteng pinched his throat, and touched his chest with the other hand, his rough fingertips slid over the delicate skin. In an instant, a feeling he had never experienced rose from the bottom of his heart. Stretching down, pinching the crimson chest with two fingers, the body under his hands trembled violently, as if something in his heart was suddenly torn apart, and the surging tide gushed out.

"My lord!" Mr. Wei suddenly called out.

Long Yunteng came back to his senses quickly, gasped heavily for a moment, stared intently, and saw Su Yuhen lying in his arms with his eyes closed, motionless as if he had hit an acupoint, trembling violently all over his body , full of shame, indignation and embarrassment, as if he had been humiliated.

Mr. Wei raised his voice: "My lord! Are you bewitched? Does he know how to charm?"

"No." Long Yunteng took a few deep breaths to calm down his agitated mood, put Su Yuhen back on the bed, stood up suddenly, and strode out of the room.

Mr. Wei followed closely: "Is there any discomfort, my lord? Zhan Qing, go invite Mr. Chen."

"Yes." A guard took the order and left.

Long Yunteng walked like the wind, walked a few steps, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and flew away with lightness kung fu.

"Master..." Mr. Wei yelled in vain, sighed, and quickened his pace to catch up.

After half a stick of incense, Mr. Wei finally found Long Yunteng in a cold spring. In late autumn, the cold spring water was piercingly cold. Long Yunteng sat in the pool with his clothes wet, and his black clothes were tightly attached to his body. With gnarled muscles, viewed from behind, he is tall, mighty and heroic.

Mr. Wei knelt down by the pool, quietly waiting for Long Yunteng to finish adjusting his breath.

I don't know how long it took before Long Yunteng moved, and the sound of splashing water came from a deep voice: "Just now, I almost had a demon in my heart."

"Inner Demon?" Mr. Wei was astonished. Although he didn't know martial arts, he knew that for a martial arts practitioner, inner demons were terrifying.

Long Yunteng sat in the icy water, trying his best to drive out the charming thoughts in his head. He has practiced martial arts for many years, cultivated himself and cultivated his character, and his mind has always been firm. Years ago, when he learned that Le Wuyou had no bones left, no demons were born, nor did he have any demons when Xia Keshang imprisoned the old city lord. He used to think that he was invincible and would never be troubled by demons, but unexpectedly at this time, Unexpectedly, the mood is turbulent, and the demons are secretly born.

Mr. Wei said softly: "My lord was tempted by Su Yuhen?"

"……Yes."

"My subordinates now understand why Young Master Le calls him a monster," Mr. Wei said, "My lord, Su Yu can't wait to stay."

Long Yunteng fell silent, dipped his fingertips in the water, the cold spring water made his fingers ache, but he recalled the delicate touch just now.

Mr. Wei raised his head, looked at his profile, and raised his voice: "This matter is related to the foundation of martial arts, so don't be careless. Please issue an order from the Lord to kill Su Yuhen."

Long Yunteng turned his head suddenly and stared into his eyes.

Mr. Wei trembled as if he had been stabbed in the heart by an arrow, and his whole body trembled involuntarily.

——Long Yunteng's eyes were scarlet and fierce, like a bloodthirsty evil god.

A chill ran up his back, and Mr. Wei suddenly felt chills all over his body. He stared blankly at the bloody eyes, raised his hand tremblingly, and suddenly slapped him hard on the face.

He sternly said: "Long Yunteng! You have practiced martial arts for half your life, and you are indomitable, yet you are obsessed by a demon?"

He was weak, but with all his strength, he slapped Long Yunteng's face to the side, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, the blood in his eyes faded, and he regained his sanity with difficulty.

Mr. Wei panted heavily, and asked weakly, "Are you awake?"

Long Yunteng sat in the cold spring, but was sweating profusely, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare, he closed his eyes tiredly, and responded.

Mr. Wei knelt down by the pool, and said softly, "This subordinate committed a crime in a hurry, please punish me."

"Get up." Long Yunteng stepped out of the water, raised his legs and walked out. He was completely soaked, leaving a line of water on the ground.

Mr. Wei followed behind: "Master, Su Yuhen..."

Long Yunteng paused, and said lightly: "Kill it."

As soon as the words were finished, a guard suddenly rushed over, knelt down on one knee in front of the two of them, and said anxiously: "City Master, Mr. Wei, Su Yuhen has changed again."

"what?"

The two rushed over, and heard the sound of fierce fighting in the small courtyard from a distance. Long Yunteng jumped in, his eyes tightened, and only heard a wail, and several guards flew out horizontally, a figure like white Lian usually passed through the crowd, and wherever he went, the blood flew up.

"Devil, die!" Long Yun Tengfei swung his palm far away.

Su Yuhen kicked the three guards away with one leg, stepped on the top of one of them with his toes, turned around in the air, and slapped Long Yunteng.

The two hit it off.

Long Yunteng took a few steps back, and barely stabilized his body. His whole arm hurt like a piercing pain from his powerful internal force. Enduring the pain, he raised his eyes to look.

Su Yuhen whirled and landed on the stone table in the courtyard, with his long legs curled up. He was wearing a guard's robe, which was too big, and his chest was wide open, revealing the crimson chest and two slender long legs.

Long Yunteng's blood surged.

Su Yuhen raised a strand of hair with his slender fingers, glanced at the corner of his eyes, and asked with a wicked smile: "Long, what do you want to do when you take off my clothes?"