Eat my pear flower needle

"Palace Master, Luobei Divine Leg is disrespectful to you, but it does not seem to be involved in the theft of Luonan Zhenyuan Escort Bureau." At this time, the four from Lihua Palace appeared in a seemingly ordinary village.

The most mature and prudent one knelt on the ground, bowing his head and expressing the conclusion of the meeting respectfully.

Immediately, the two people behind him carried Tang Song's limp body due to coma, and laid it flat in front of the man opposite.

Guizhi explained quickly: "This person suddenly appeared on the cliff on the north side when we met with Luobei Godlegs halfway. The leg also found his traces, and was about to catch him out and beat him up. This man was quite clever, and he manipulated the objects behind him for a long time, sealing that old man Guo Tuhan's internal strength and escaping. It's open. However, with us in Lihua Palace, how can he escape? Brother Jueming knocked him down with a palm, I knocked him out and brought him back to the Palace Master for purpose."

The interior of the humble house is beautifully decorated.

Several large pieces of pure white fox fur were put together to form a huge carpet and spread out on the high platform, and a gold-plated seat was placed on the white fox carpet.

The man was sitting upright in the seat, and the black satin robe was embroidered with all kinds of flowers. Hundreds of different patterns were exquisitely embroidered and lifelike.The black robe was covered with a white and purple two-layer jacket, which was layered and pressed by the patterned outer robe, revealing a little bit of the edge. The palm-width purple flower embroidered belt tightly wrapped the black robe. On a thin and powerful waist.A silver metal chain made of unknown material hung from the belt, and a purple opal the size of a pigeon egg was inlaid in the waist eye.

Long black hair fell to the ground like a waterfall along the curve of his shoulders and arms, and there was a headband on his full forehead.

In the center of the headband is a purple opal that is slightly smaller than the waist and the belt. His curved eyebrows are slender and long into the temples. Underneath are a pair of warm and deep eyes. The nose is graceful and graceful. His lips, the smile is like a spring breeze, it seems that just looking at him can make people forget all the troubles and sorrows in the world.

This is a man who is as relaxing as a hot spring!

But none of the four kneeling under the stage dared to look up, not even Gui Zhi, the youngest and jumpy, never met his eyes.

Palace Master Li Hua took a sip of scented tea unhurriedly.

With slender fingers pinching the white porcelain teacup with the same color as the fingers and putting it back on the small table at hand, a little interest in inquiring about this person arose in his heart, and he focused his attention on Tang Song, carefully examining the teacup from top to bottom. People looked around.

He opened his thin lips lightly: "breathing lightly, he should be a practitioner. But he manipulated the equipment to go up the cliff that you can all hike up? ——Also, where is the equipment you mentioned? I think his clothes are very dirty It's thin and close to the body, and can't hide anything."

The four of them looked at each other, and couldn't help but fell silent for a moment, finally the oldest Jue Ming said: "Palace Master, we have also looked for it, but the moment he landed, the flying kite on his back and the crossbow in his hand And the hanging backpack disappeared out of thin air. The subordinates felt that this person was afraid of some tricks, so they brought him back."

The implication is that if it wasn't for the fact that Tang and Song were a little special, but they planned to kill him directly, it would be a blessing in misfortune for him not to wake up and hear that he was almost in danger of his life.

Palace Mistress Li Hua bit her lip, and a soft laugh came out of her nostrils, and her whole person seemed even more gentle. He waved his hands and said, "Don't think about fighting all day long. Prepare an ordinary carriage. , just keep Asarum, Bai Zhi and the four dumb slaves, you all go back to the palace first."

Gui Zhi immediately snapped back: "Palace Master, without us following, what if someone offends Palace Master?"

Jue Ming hurriedly took Gui Zhi's arm, pressed his head back to the ground and explained: "Palace Master, Gui Zhi is just worried that there will be no one to serve the Palace Master, so I'm afraid it's not right."

Palace Master Li Hua smiled and nodded, not caring about Gui Zhi's offense, picked up the porcelain cup on the small table again, sniffed the rich fragrance of flowers in the cup, and said softly: "Go and prepare, he will take half an hour at most. It's time to wake up. Don't let him know that you have hurt someone, otherwise it will easily lead to misunderstanding."

The four took orders and said, "I obey."

Immediately, they spread out to prepare an "ordinary" carriage.

After leaving the farmhouse, Gui Zhi immediately said dissatisfiedly to Caesar Ming: "It's too late for Asarum and Bai Zhi to be jealous, how can they serve you better than the four of us, why are you stopping me?"

Jueming put down his face and looked at Guizhi coldly, and looked away until he looked embarrassed.

His voice was cold, without ups and downs: "The palace master is a dragon and phoenix among men, it's okay for you to be a little cautious, but don't have extravagant expectations. You only need to be loyal to the palace master, and don't think about it."

Guizhi blushed from being squeezed by Cassia Ming, angrily stomped hard and turned around to leave.

Jueming sighed, looked at the two brothers Chen Pi and Qing Pi behind him, and calmly explained: "Let's prepare the carriage, the palace master has never used inferior things, and many things need to be prepared."

Chen Pi looked in the direction where Guizhi left, and asked in a low voice to Cassia: "Guizhi... this... er, Palace Master?"

Caesar Ming slapped Chen Pi on the top of his head, and said with a cold face: "I serve people with color, and love to relax when color fades."

Qing Pi and Chen Pi immediately thought of the elegant and refined appearance of the palace lord, they couldn't help laughing out loud, they quickly covered their mouths and dared not make any more noise, and went to arrange the carriage that the palace lord needed.

With Gui Zhi's appearance and figure, he took the initiative to think about the palace, who will serve whom?

Cassia is too cramped.

Lihua Palace Master Hua Qinnan sat in the room, raised his eyebrows, seemed to think that his "chat" was very interesting, when they stopped talking, he shook his head with a helpless but lenient smile, got up and walked away. In front of Tang and Song Dynasties.

With a slight movement of his palm, Tang Song flew up from the ground, ran towards his long white and slender palm, which seemed soft and weak, and clinged tightly to it.

The adult man's body didn't seem to weigh a bit.

Although Palace Master Lihua asked for an "ordinary" carriage, this "ordinary" is only compared to the soft sedan chairs that are carried by sixteen stunning maidservants when he enters and exits. Compare.

Rao Hua Qinnan said "ordinary", this carriage is also made of Tianwai black iron inside and outside, and it can only run when pulled by eight thousand li horses.

Hua Qinnan walked out of the room, looked at the decorations in the carriage, and nodded in satisfaction. The chessboard and cages are fixed in the carriage, and the teapot is carved out of magnets, so it can be placed at will without rolling around.

Smoothly stuffing Tang Song into the spacious carriage, Hua Qinnan crossed her long legs on the cushion beside Tang Song, and sat down in a well-behaved manner.

Asarum and Bai Zhi hurriedly prepared all the necessary items such as tea and snacks.

Unexpectedly, Hua Qinnan waved to the sisters and told them to sit outside, and took out a copy of "Nine Needles from Flowers" from the hidden compartment under the chessboard and began to read it quietly.

Not long after, Hua Qinnan stopped, let go of the scroll in his hand, and turned his gaze to the white-haired man beside him.

He didn't know when, he already felt the cold weather, and he rubbed against Hua Qinnan, the only person in the carriage who was exuding warmth, and lay on his side with his head resting on Hua Qinnan's lap.

He looked very mysterious, with long hair covering his eyes, which almost blended with his snow-white skin.

Hua Qinnan couldn't help pinching the book in his palm, hesitated for a moment, turned his face and put his hand on Tang Song's head nonchalantly, stroking his unique long hair.

He slid his fingers along the man's hair, and the feeling of the hair in his hands was as smooth and soft as imagined, and the slightly cool temperature was like pool water gliding through the palm of his hand on a hot summer day, making people's anxiety all overwhelmed. smoothed out.

Hua Qinnan stopped, turned to look at Tang Song seriously, and brushed his hair behind his head with his hand.

The perfect facial features appeared in Hua Qinnan's sight, which made him look admiring. He couldn't help smiling and approached the man's face. His fingers slid along the bridge of his tall nose, landed on his pale pink lips, and followed Lip liner.

"...It's so soft." Hua Qinnan seemed to be addicted, rubbing her fingers on Tang Song's lips.

He originally thought that this kind of man, whose appearance was as indifferent as the snow on the top of a mountain, would even breathe ice-cold, but he didn't expect that the feeling of touching it was so delicate and soft.

Unexpectedly good!

Can't help but make people feel bad.

Thinking of the meaning of what Jue Ming and the others said before, Hua Qinnan's ears turned red, and her fingers slid along Tang Song's jaw, slowly sticking to his chest.

The feeling of the cold and hard metal under his palm made Hua Qinnan frown dissatisfied.

Hardly thinking about it, he flicked his fingertips, and instantly and silently broke the leather strap that tied the dagger into several pieces. Then, he gently untied the knot around his waist, and smoothly pulled him out of the clothes. stripped out of it.

The black and blue intersecting outfits were dissipated in an instant, and a chest as white as milk was displayed in front of Hua Qinnan's eyes. He put his palm on the man's chest, and the heart under his palm was beating full of vitality. The tender red spots on his chest, he was thinning There is a layer of obvious muscles on the chest, which is gathered around the waist which is extremely thin for a man.

Hua Qinnan continued to open his belt, and moved his palm slightly in the air. The boots on the man's calf had automatically come off and was thrown aside.

A young but familiar male body appeared in Hua Qinnan's line of sight, and the only covering on the man's body was a mask covering half of his cheeks.

Hua Qinnan nodded in satisfaction, and hesitated for a while with her fingers on the man's face, leaving the mask still covering half of his face to keep a sense of mystery.

Hua Qinnan smiled and admired his body for a moment, then took out a velvet blanket made of silk from the secret compartment and covered the man's body to cover his body.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he put his palm on top of his head, and combed his long silver hair one after another, as if treating a precious pet that had been lazy and lethargic.

Tang Song only felt that his scalp was itchy, and his neck, which had been stiff for a long time, felt severe pain as he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he happened to meet a pair of deep black eyes full of smiles. The man bent down to get close to him, and his long black hair separated them in a small world.

"You're finally awake. I'm a doctor. I found you passed out when I was collecting medicine on the mountain. I cut up your clothes to facilitate the treatment. I'm sorry for offending you." Wen Run's voice followed Flowing out from Qingqi's thin lips.

The man put his hands on the top of his head, gently kneading the acupuncture points to ease his pain.

Tang Song didn't know what to say. After a long time, he finally said a routine expression with no expression on his face: "Thank you for your kindness."

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