[comprehensive] son ​​of a dandy

The warm day produces smoke, and the water in the Zijin Beast Stove has just burnt out the last trace of the cold fragrance.The room is full of charm and ambiguity that has not dissipated.

Tang Wule raised the gauze curtain, his eyes were a little dark, and he rubbed the corners of his eyes and got up from the bed.Just as he walked to the door, he heard an 'ouch' sound on the bed.

"Don't move!" Tang Wule looked back, then quickly turned around and hugged the beauty who had fallen off the bed.Touching the naked skin of the person in his arms, he smiled frivolously: "I've been tossing all night, I didn't expect you still have strength?"

"Bastard!" Dongfang Bubai looked at him angrily, his white jade face was rosy, like fresh rouge in spring: "Shut up!" Can this kind of thing be used as a joke? !

He wanted to sit up straight, but he didn't have any strength in his body. He only felt that his lower body was so numb that it didn't belong to him anymore.

"Okay, okay, you lie down for the young master." Seeing the little beauty working so hard, the young master Wu Le pressed him into the bed: "Master, I'll get you a basin of water to wipe it off." At this time, Dongfang Bubai is the most shy person, if he let others serve him, he might be ashamed to see others in the future.There was no other way, Young Master Tang San had no choice but to condescend and condescend for once.

Dongfang Bubai was tucked into the quilt by him, two round shoulders like white jade were exposed, and the bruises and purple mottled on them looked very pitiful.

*Day and night, it was another beautiful day, the sun was just right outside the house, and the dewdrops on the leaves of peony flowers under the window sill were shining.Linghu Chong was the Heimuya death controller who arrived at this time.

When he returned to Mount Hua, he heard that the monsters from the Demon Sect had made a fuss on the mountain and injured his master, so he wanted to come to the Sun Moon God Sect to ask for an explanation.Linghu Chong was young and vigorous, Yue Buqun kept encouraging him, and rushed over day and night, causing a commotion that made everyone at the foot of the mountain turn their backs.

Tang Wule had just left the house when she saw Sang Sanniang rushing into the courtyard.

"What's the matter?" Tang Wule frowned and said, "It's so early in the morning, what happened?"

Ever since this person surnamed Tang came to live on the mountain, the leader has never had a morning meeting... Sang Sanniang saw Tang Wule, and she pressed the peony flower on her temples with her lips: "There is a Huashan sect at the foot of the mountain called Yelling, let me ask the leader if he should let Elder Tong take people down the mountain to kill them."

"You still want to bother him with such a trivial matter?" Tang Wule rolled his eyes: "Come early in the morning to disturb people's dreams."

"What did you say?!" Sang Sanniang couldn't help but stare: "My surname is Tang, you took the leader to Huashan to make a big fuss, and now the whole martial arts world can't wait to attack Heimuya! My God! If it weren't for you, how could anyone come to Blackwood Cliff to make trouble?!" She was about to be accused to death by those cowards in the sect, but the culprit didn't feel guilty at all. No.

Sure enough, Tang Wule sneered after hearing this: "Isn't he just a young man? Wouldn't it be fine if you just killed him?"

Sang Sanniang sneered: "Think about it, that's the big disciple of the Huashan Sect. When the time comes, the leader will blame you, and you can bear it yourself." This bastard really doesn't care about Chai Migui. The relationship between the factions was tense, and there was no telling when those bastards would come to attack Heimuya again.

"Look at the way you look forward and backward~" Tang Wule gave Sang Sanniang a contemptuous look.Originally, when he met a beautiful woman, no matter how old he was, he always liked to tease her.But ever since he was with Dongfang Bubai, for some reason, he found women more and more annoying, and he was twitchy, how could his little beauty be so straightforward?The tenderness that was originally infatuated with was like water, but now it has turned into powder.

Tang Wule raised his eyebrows: "The big disciple of the Huashan School?" Is that the young master who is even worse than Feng Han?He suddenly became interested: "You can bring him up the mountain, young master, I want to see what kind of... character he is." Sang Sanniang was stunned, she bit her lip: "Okay! I'll just take a look How will Young Master Tang deal with him!" It would be best to make the leader angry, and drive this devil king down the mountain to live there!These subordinates don't know how quiet they are!

I don't know if Linghu Chong's fate is good or bad. If it wasn't for Tang Wule today, he wouldn't even be able to climb Heimuya.But it was also because of Tang Wule, maybe when this dude was happy, his life would be entrusted here.

But at this time Linghu Chong didn't know why Sang Sanniang looked at him with such sympathetic eyes, but felt that this woman in the Demon Cult was really shameless, and she was so coquettish at such an age...

"Are you the Eastern Invincible?"

Without the ambush he had imagined, Linghu Chong was led to a remote small courtyard. He thought that the members of the Demon Cult were just playing tricks on him, but he didn't expect that there were actually people inside.

In the hall, the young man nestled on the soft couch was holding a cat in his arms. He looked lazy and boneless, like an idle son of a family, not at all like the legendary demon cult monster: "I'm not , what are you?"

Linghu Chong was stunned by Tang Wule's words. He didn't expect this gentle-looking guy to be so generous: "Then what about Dongfang Bubai?! Let him out!"

The young man touched the cat in his bosom, raised his eyelids to look at Linghu Chong, and said slowly, "What is the young man looking for from my leader? He is usually busy, so don't go to him if you have nothing to do."

Linghu Chong was stunned for a moment, although he was a little dazed, he also knew that this monster didn't take him seriously at all: "I'm from the Hengshan sect, Linghu Chong! Come here to ask the Dongfang leader for an explanation!" He also knew that he didn't take him seriously Li, simply let it go and said that he was looking for trouble.

"I know, I know Shixiong Biography." The young man ran along the cat's hair impatiently: "Isn't it Linghu Chong? If you were Linghu hurt, I would have knelt down and begged for mercy."

"You!" Linghu Chong blushed and stared at the young man.

This blue-clothed dude has a calm aura, and he doesn't look like he has martial arts at all.Since childhood, he was taught by a decent family not to embarrass ordinary people, but this guy is really ungrateful, so I wish I could drag him off the couch and beat him up.

"Dongfang Bubai hurt my master, tell him to come out and die!" Linghu Chong finally couldn't help but roared loudly.If this continues, it is estimated that people will start eating dinner.When the time comes to tell him that there is no time for dinner and ask him to come back tomorrow, where is he going to reason?Anyway, they are all monsters from the Demon Cult, one is to kill, and the other is to kill, so why bother?

Tang Wule sighed, raised his eyelids and looked at the righteous young man in front of him.What he hated the most in his life were these sanctimonious Taoist priests. Datang did not know how many decent sects were punished by the poisonous master.But just like that, they don't even dare to fart?

"You are so courageous." Tang Wule sighed, imitating the tone of a villain and said calmly: "My family leader, is it also something you can see as soon as you want?" He threw away the osmanthus cake in his arms and jumped from the couch After getting down, after a few deft jumps, it disappeared behind the house.

"If you want to compete with my leader, you have to pass me first, right?" Tang Wule shook his wide sleeves and straightened up.

In an instant, Linghu Chong noticed that the aura on the young man's body had changed, and a vast murderous aura rushed towards his face, making his heart beat a little faster.

This is the case with the Tang Sect's exercises.A killer should not have any aura that is different from ordinary people. If he can't even do this, then he is not a qualified killer.

"Dongfang Bubai is really amazing! Even male pets are so good." Linghu Chong couldn't help sighing.It has long been rumored in the world that Dongfang Bubai does not love beauties and men, and that's right, a man who can make a generation of heroes catch the eye of a generation must not really be so bad.

But I didn't know that this sound made the face of Mr. Wule who could not change his face and continue to have fun even when the sky fell was blackened.

Male favorite?When it comes to male pets, the first thing he thinks of is Red Clothes Assassin's precious peony, that sissy who dresses up enchantingly, speaks softly and winks at everyone.If you want to meet Assassin, you must beat Peony first.Tang Wule felt sick when he thought of the useless juniors who were flicked away by Mudan's bloody fingers.

Linghu Chong didn't know why, but the expression of the young man in front of him suddenly changed. He looked at him lazily like looking at a dead person.

"Forget it, it's better to kill him. What should Dongfang do if he doesn't wink so much?" Tang Wule muttered to himself, already determined to get rid of Linghu Chong in his heart.

Linghu Chong had sensed the danger, and his right hand rested on the hilt of his sword.Unfortunately, even so, he didn't have time to draw his sword.

Tang Sect's martial arts were both fast and ruthless, Linghu Chong's sword was only half drawn, Tang Wule's left hand was on his sword hilt, and he pushed the sharp sword back with force.

The left hand protruding from the wide blue robe was actually wearing a black glove.

The young man retreated with one blow, swept his wide sleeves, and the weird hand disappeared in the sleeves again: "It seems that your swordsmanship is good." He tilted his head, and his eyes showed a rare interest. "Let's make a move." With his right hand behind his back, his robe was windless and automatic, and he seemed to have the posture of a generation of grandmasters.

Linghu Chong also hid the frighteningly stupid expression on his face, drew his long sword out of its sheath, and pointed the tip of the sword at the handsome dandy.

The so-called Dugu Nine Swords is not just a simple nine moves.It contains countless changes, as soon as you move your mind, his sword moves will change accordingly. No matter how ruthless the method is, you can't escape the life-threatening sword tip.

Some dazed and decent young men flicked their wrists, held a beautiful sword flower in their long swords, and stabbed straight at Tang Wule!

For a moment, the sound of metal and iron intersected in the small room, figures flickered, and the room was full of murderous intentions...