my lord baby

The wine is exhausted, the wind stops, and the plum fragrance remains the same.

Seeing the calm pride of the two people who are not afraid of life and death, they both want to leave their vitality to each other.Behind the bead curtain, on the soft chair, the corners of the purple man's mouth rose in satisfaction, his slender fingers gently played with a soft, white hand, rubbing it lightly from time to time, and xx lightly from time to time, obviously the hand felt very good, which caused The playful heart of this cold person.

The corner of the mouth slightly opened with a smile, "You two are so affectionate, I really admire you."

Zhongli and Ouyang Lie, who had been drinking, were not afraid of the consequences of poisoning, but their expressions returned to normal.

Zhong Li smiled lightly, stepped forward gracefully and said, "I've drunk the wine, please hand me over."

Ouyang Lie held his sword in his arms and said nothing, but Ben Wubo's eyes had become a little anxious at this moment, looking behind the white bead curtain, it seemed that the person was in place, and his heart was already inside the curtain.

"Did you say that this is the price for the exchange between the two?"

"You!" Ouyang Lie clenched the handle of the sword tightly with one hand, and the tip of the sword fell straight to the ground with a sound of anger.

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The plum petals around the sword tip drifted around with the sword energy, leaving a smooth ground.

Immediately, the killing intent rose.

But Zhongli tightened his hands and said with a smile, "The reason why Chen came here, I think he must have passed three levels and passed six questions! He was never one of your Zui Mi Lou people, and you should not have the slightest qualification to call him He treats it as an exchange, so where does the price come from?"

"Therefore, your Excellency, please return him to us." After Zhong Li finished speaking, he and Ouyang Lie both stepped forward and walked towards the white bead curtain.

But after walking three steps, he stopped abruptly when he heard a word from the man.

"Mr. Zhong was joking. The little prince Murong has already sold himself to me in exchange for the flowers in the snow, so I am really sorry! If the two of you want to return, you must pay the corresponding price... Otherwise, you will not be happy. It will be delivered to you."

As soon as the words were spoken, the black feather fan immediately turned into a gleaming iron fan, and the long sword that was still in the sheath was also shining with silver light at this moment, and the sword energy was everywhere.

Directly point to the voice.

A master's move will change in an instant, and the slightest move will bring disaster to oneself and annihilation.

The strong wind blew up, and the petals were shaken by three powerful auras to dodge in all directions, and the room was immediately shrouded in a rain of flowers... Beautiful and gorgeous, but at the same time carrying endless killing intent and fighting spirit.

The iron fan and the long sword work together perfectly, but after all, they have no internal strength, lacking a bit of fierceness and sharpness. Although they are fast and ruthless, under the constant blocking and attacking of a purple flute, the fight is inseparable... Just when the fighting spirit of the two sides was rising and they were about to kill each other,

He saw a white figure turn over from the soft couch beside him, and immediately rolled down.

While the three of them were fighting, they were also watching the person on the soft couch.

The person holding the flute stopped at the same time as the other two. Zhongli and Ouyang Lie who reacted a little slower were waved by the quick-reacting man in purple. They felt a strong force imprinted on their chests, and then they were sent out. Far away, hit the hard wall on the spot.

He groaned twice, and spewed out a mouthful of painstaking effort at the same time, and the spots of scarlet fell to the ground but turned into black and purple.

At the same time, the white figure that was about to roll off the soft bed was caught by the man in purple in time, and he was relocated on the big bed beside him, covering him gently with a quilt.

Then he sat leisurely on the soft couch and said, "Both of you should be aware of the discomfort in your body! It seems that the time left for you is running out! If you can't achieve the next goal within half a stick of incense If you make a request, then your beloved will have to stay in Zui Mi Lou forever! How about it? Are you two going to waste time trying to kill me? Hehe... It is best to be absolutely sure, Otherwise, the lives of the two of you may be killed in a shorter time than the poisoning time."

Under the moonlight, the man's cold voice seemed a little colder.

Zhong Li lightly licked away the black blood at the corner of his mouth with his tongue, slowly stood up straight while leaning on the wall, looked at the man in purple behind the white bead curtain with a sneer and said with a smile, "Hehe... In that case, please... yes Yes, Your Excellency, Your Excellency’s call is very awkward, I don’t know your name, I don’t know your name.”

Ouyang Lie wiped the remaining black blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and supported himself with his sword, trying to stay away from the wall behind him.

"Ouyang Lie, the young master of the Chinese Language Palace." He looked expressionlessly at the white pearls and jade ornaments scattered on the ground.

"Master Zui Mi Lou... Yue Shao." Hearing the identities of the two, he didn't feel surprised or showed a trace of fear, on the contrary, he still reported his identities calmly.

"Let's talk! What's your request?" Ouyang Lie had closed his eyes at some point, and his face was as smooth as icicles.

Zhongli also relaxed and waited for the man to speak.

Finally, after pondering for a while, the man said slowly, "If you can count the plum petals on the ground before the two die, then I will hand them over to you and give you the antidote."

As soon as these words were said, veins appeared in Zhongli and Ouyang Lie's heads, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Extremely angry, he forcefully spurted out the fishy sweetness that had just been suppressed in his body.

There are so many petals on the ground, even if you count them for three days and three nights, you may not be able to count them all, let alone count them when you only have half a stick of incense to live.

The eyes of the two suddenly dimmed, and a strong murderous intent arose in their hearts, and they really wanted to kill the eldest grandson who had sealed his internal strength, and smashed his bones into ashes.

There was not much time left, and with their poisoned bodies and internal injuries from the palm just now, they had already lost the chance to fight the man in purple again.

With a low sigh, both of them responded, "deal."

As soon as he said the words, he seemed to have the illusion of selling himself. The number of petals he saw when he looked down was not ordinary!

"Hehe...then I wish you two good luck." After speaking, an extremely hard iron door immediately fell in front of the white bead curtain.

Only Zhongli and Ouyang Lie are left in the huge space, and of course there are plum blossom petals all over the ground...

"How does this person make me feel like one!"

Zhong Li rubbed his chin with his hand, and squinted his big peach eyes suspiciously at the closed iron gate.

"Ling'er." Ouyang Lie's deep voice sounded from the side.

There was a flash of light in Zhongli's eyes, and he looked at Ouyang Lie with a smile, "You think so too?"

"The kind of pure spirit who wants to play tricks on others."

"Hehe... I said why does it feel so familiar." Zhong Li suddenly smiled.

He had to admit that sometimes he had a tacit understanding with the ice cube in front of him, and even thought of it together.

"What are you going to do with these petals? If you really count them one by one, maybe you and I will go to hell before we count one tenth." Zhong Li kicked the thick layer of petals on the ground with his feet.

I murmured in my heart: I'm afraid I expected that I would come, so I got so many petals waiting for me to take the bait, silently squatting on the wall to count the petals!What a wicked person!

"Did I tell you to count?" Ouyang Lie said coldly after glancing at Zhongli with a helpless and bitter expression.

After receiving the flying eye knife, Zhongli was not annoyed, but instead smiled obscenely and walked to Ouyang Lie, asking humbly for advice, "Could it be that Mr. Ouyang has already thought of a solution?"

"Young Master Zhong, do you think there is still a lot of time?" Asked without answering.

"Oh, well, since we all want to go together, let's do it! After all, you and I have limited time left, if we are really finished by this glass of poisoned wine, it would be a miscalculation." After Zhongli finished speaking, Ouyang Lie looked Calm was restored.

So the two, who were extremely smart and thoughtful, squatted down and got busy.

At the same time, in another room, on the big bed, a pair of watery eyes slowly opened.

He stretched his waist greatly, and then tousled his loose hair in frustration.

"Uh! I fell asleep again, why do I always want to sleep recently, and..." I touched my grunting belly with my hand.

"You're still hungry, could it be possible that you've become a piglet? Hmm?...the plum blossoms are so fragrant." After speaking, she saw extremely beautiful red plum blossoms blooming in the white snow outside the window.

The extremely cute little nose keeps sucking in the cold fragrance in the air, as if returning to the days in the snow valley ten years ago, walking in the snow and playing in the plum blossoms every day, unconsciously, the corners of the mouth are full of happiness and sweetness laugh.

A pair of clear and bright eyes also kept flickering.But after all, it was late at night, and he was only wearing a single shirt, so within a short while, his whole body trembled, his face turned pale, coupled with the rumble of his stomach, he felt infinite grievances and complaints for a while.

Trembling, he walked back to the bed, got into the already cold quilt, bent his knees, buried his head in his lap, and hugged the quilt tightly with both hands.

After a while, he choked up slightly.

He misses his mother's warm embrace, he misses his father's pampering and pampering, he misses everything in the snow valley... the snacks made by his mother, the clothes made by his mother, the fragrance of plums in the snow valley, the white snow in the snow valley, and his father That pair of big and warm hands that always hold me to play and hold me carefully like treasures.

Everything here made me feel so familiar, so familiar that I thought I had returned to Xuegu, ten years ago.

"Mother, Ling'er misses you." She said with a choked voice.

In an instant, the feeling of homesickness lingers in my heart for a long time, converging into big rivers, tumbling and pounding in my heart.

It wasn't until it was cold in front of him that he raised his head choked with sobs, and looked at the quilt in front of him, which was already wet.

"What a crybaby..." Wiping away the tears on his face, pursing his mouth, he looked at the plum petals floating outside the window again...

But there was a man in purple standing where the young man couldn't see. He looked pitiful and distressed. He was about to walk out when he heard a weak voice from the wall.

But it was this sound that surprised the person on the bed, and stared at the wall where the sound came from, his expression changed immediately, as if he could see a hole in the wall after looking at it for a long time.

"The month is short, we have already counted, should you redeem the promise?"