I am a madman

Chapter [-] Who Is Stronger (Stronger Women Are More Beautiful)

Let's not talk about how Xia Mingyu's side is going, time went forward a little bit, when Qing Tianxia knew that the Lord of the Barren Mound had appeared in front of her house, she went out to greet her with complicated emotions.

I saw a sixteen-carrying sedan chair parked in the gate in an imposing manner. The bearers were all young, strong and handsome men. There were 56 handsome servants on the left and right. Only two maids stood on the left and right in front of the sedan chair. , with a sword at his waist, expressionless.

Qingtian was dressed in bright and gorgeous clothes, holding a jade fan and gently covering her mouth, her brows were slightly tinged with coldness, and her phoenix eyes looked indifferently.

She quietly observed the big sedan chair.

Suddenly, four servant boys came to the sedan chair with a red carpet in their hands, and respectfully spread the red carpet from the front of the sedan chair. The long carpet stretched all the way to the inner hall of Xiaoyao Palace.

The warm red gauze curtain of the sedan chair shook slightly, and three figures could be vaguely seen inside, indistinct and ambiguous.

Qing Tianxia is annoyed, this woman is so presumptuous, she dares to be so arrogant in her territory, even though she is a martial arts senior, she is too overconfident!

Her fingers tightened, the jade fan rattled, she bit her lower lip, and suddenly smiled reservedly: "Her Majesty Desolate Mound's visit really makes the Xiaoyao Palace flourish, I don't know if there is such an honor in the world to see the true face of His Majesty Mount Lu ?”

This is already extremely polite, not to mention there is something in the words, if the other party continues to be presumptuous, they just don't know good from bad.

After Qingtian had finished speaking for a long time, when she was about to lose all her manners with anger, a voice finally came from the sedan chair.

Qing Tianxia was stunned when he heard the voice, and then he was furious, his pink cheeks were flushed with anger, and the jade fan in his hand was about to be pinched into two pieces.

The reason was the voice from the sedan chair. Obviously, that low magnetic moan was not the Lord Barren Mound's answer to her.

Under the large crowd, in front of the Xiaoyao Palace, in front of many martial arts fellows who came here to watch the ceremony, the licentious and shameless Lord of the Barren Tomb is actually playing with male pets!

Qingtianxia has seen countless people, many men bowed down under her pomegranate skirt, and countless guests entered the curtain, but they have never been as careless and shameless as the Lord of the Barren Tomb!

She stroked her sleeves angrily, and quickly opened and closed the jade fan in her hand, and the wind blew up in an instant!

The big sedan chair heating tent was lifted, allowing everyone to see the spring in the sedan chair clearly in an instant.

A woman with a unique temperament is wearing a red robe, sitting loosely, her legs are curled up lazily, holding a wine glass in her hand, pouring wine into her mouth, covering half of her face, making it difficult to see clearly.

She seemed drunk, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she leaned her head lightly on the shoulder of the man behind her.

The man behind him knelt down, bowed his head respectfully, and gently kneaded her shoulders for her. At her feet, there was another man lying on his side. The man's cheeks were slightly red, his body kept twisting, and he moaned vaguely.

Obviously, it was this one who made the sound just now.

At this moment, before everyone could see the woman's face clearly, the warm tent slipped down, covering everything tightly.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and he said with a sneer: "Master Huangzhong, although my Xiaoyao Palace is not a famous sect, I still have a place in the Jianghu. If you insist on making trouble here, don't blame me for being disregarded." .”

This is too modest, how can Xiaoyao Palace's status in Jianghu be comparable to that of ordinary famous sects?

This time, the people in the sedan chair finally reacted, and only heard a gentle but majestic female voice with a smile: "Who said that the lord is here to make trouble?"

As soon as the words were finished, the warm tent was lifted, and the woman in the sedan stepped out, her face covered with red gauze, only revealing a pair of smart and wise eyes.

She stood with her hands behind her back, looking down at Qingtian who was standing in front of her, with obvious teasing in her eyes.

The male pet who was staying with her bowed and followed closely behind her. She stroked his chin slowly with one hand, and smoothed out the messy hair on her sideburns with the other. She said lazily, "The master of this dead bamboo cliff is my son who cut his neck." Since we are close friends, since he is married, I should come here to congratulate him."

As soon as these words came out, not only the whole world was puzzled, but even other martial arts practitioners were inexplicably shocked.

This barren mound lord has a son?And her son is close to Zang Feng, the master of the Dead Bamboo Cliff? ?

Qing Tianxia twisted his wrist, shook the jade fan lightly, and pursed his lips with a smile: "The son of the lord must be a dragon and phoenix among men, I wonder if I am lucky enough to make friends with you?"

If it was an ordinary person, he would be more polite to Qing Tianxia, ​​but the Lord of the Barren Tomb is not an ordinary person.

She pursed her lips, smiled lightly, her brows, eyes and lips were full of charming calmness, and that lazy and soft voice sounded, but what she uttered were arrogant words that could drive people to death: "Only you are worthy of it." ?”

Just five words, crisp and clear.

Qingtian's face was livid.

The jade fan in his hand creaked, this time Qingtian couldn't understand more clearly that the lord of the barren mound in front of him was here to trouble him.

The tall and arrogant woman first looked around slowly, and then asked in her unique lazy tone: "This is how the Master of Xiaoyao Palace receives guests? Are you going to let the Lord spend the night outside?"

Looking at the smile on her lips, Qingtian wished he could rush forward and tear the other person's mouth, but how could the current situation allow her to indulge her temper?

Not to mention that it took her many years of hard work to set up the layout, in front of so many martial arts people who came to congratulate her, no matter what, she had to maintain the tolerance of the master of the first palace.

What's more, she's not stupid, and it's not like she hasn't seen the strength of Huangzhong before. Now that she has the courage to come here to make trouble, she must have nothing to fear.

Now, there is only patience.

So Qingtian forced out a smile, and said to Wei'er: "Hurry up and clear a courtyard for the Lord of the Barren Tomb!"

Wei'er quickly agreed and walked quickly.

"Haven't you asked the lord of the barren mound about Gao's name?"

Lord Huangzuo frowned, as if smiling, but Qing Tianxia felt inexplicably weird, she didn't answer directly: "You will know soon."

After finishing speaking, he continued to tease the male pet slowly, and asked casually: "Marriage is such an important matter, why do you come out alone to welcome guests from afar? What is this groom doing?"

As the words fell, the languid eyes of the Lord of the Barren Tomb instantly became sharp, and he stood slantingly in front of Qing Tianxia.

His complexion became more and more ugly, and Qing Tianxia wished he could skin the lord of the barren tomb cramp and tear it into pieces, but there was still a gentle smile on his face.

Just as he was about to say a few perfunctory words, he heard a deep and cold voice behind him: "Zang Feng is here."

The Lord of the Barren Mound made a beautiful pick, and looked playfully at Zang Feng who appeared next to Qing Tian.

He still had a proud and tall figure, an icy breath, the wind blew slightly, and his long, jet-black hair fluttered gently.

How many people in this world can be as straight as a pine, as elegant as a bamboo, and as cold as a vast snowfield covered by ice for thousands of miles?

The shock in Qing Tianxia's heart was beyond words. The medicine she gave was enough for a master with profound internal strength to be weak for three days. Even if the skill was as high as Zang Feng, she expected the effect of the medicine to dissipate after two days, but why can Zang Feng move freely now? !

In terms of this aura, Zang Feng should be on par with the Lord of the Desolate Tomb.

The lord of the barren mound stood on the sedan chair, playing with the male pet with one hand, stroking the broken hair with the other, smiling faintly, lazy and dangerous.

Zang Feng stood in front of the door with his hands behind his back, his breath was cold, his brows were sharp, his face was expressionless, and he kept silent.

The Lord of the Barren Tomb was filled with admiration, she was worthy of being raised by the Dead Bamboo Cliff, with such arrogance, such eyebrows and eyes, and such a cold breath, if she hadn't been old, she would really want to disregard her son and keep it for herself.

For a long time, his mind was full of fantasies, and he was not guilty of lusting after his son's sweetheart, staring at Zang Feng with bright eyes.

"As expected of a child who grew up on the Dead Bamboo Cliff, he is indeed very proud. It is no wonder that boy will never forget you, and he will always miss you in the gentle village." Very abruptly, the lord of the barren mound came with such imaginative words .

When Zang Feng heard this, he was slightly stunned.

When he first saw the lord of the barren mound, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Whether it was her standing posture or the self-contained romantic aura between her eyebrows, he reminded him of Xia Mingyu.

Now her inexplicable words made him even more turbulent. He had few friends in his life, and now he would miss him and worry about him. After counting and counting, only Xia Mingyu was the only one.

But then, the feeling of inferiority quickly struck, and he quickly denied it in his heart, how could that person really worry about him?The lord of the barren mound probably has other intentions.

In just a short while, Wei'er has come back: "Palace Master, the courtyard is ready."

Qing Tianxia immediately smiled and said, "Please hurry up and invite the Lord of the Barren Tomb to rest in the courtyard."

Lord Huangzuka did not object, and after a slight nod, the brigade walked past both sides of the red carpet in an orderly manner.

And she didn't move at all, until the man who had been teased for a long time got off the sedan chair and bowed slightly, she moved slightly and sat on the man's shoulder.

Taking a closer look, she found that under her fiery red robe, she was bare|bare.

When she passed by Zang Feng's side, she lightly touched the boy's cheek to signal him to stop.

Tilting his head, flicking his fingers lightly, the veil slipped off, and his exquisite face appeared in front of Zang Feng's eyes.

Even though he was as calm and steady as Zang Feng, his eyes widened in surprise.

That face was indeed beautiful, but not so beautiful that Zang Feng was surprised.

The reason why he was surprised was because if Xia Mingyu was a woman, he must be exactly like the woman in front of him.

Looking at Zang Feng's face that was immediately indifferent after being surprised for a moment, the Lord of the Barren Tomb smiled lightly, caressed his resolute chin with his hand, and then walked by like the wind.

Her last words echoed in Zang Feng's ears: "If it wasn't for Ming'er, I really want to take you..."

The author has something to say: I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry......

To put it bluntly, I, Hu Hansan, are back again. . . .

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