Young man, rich and easy to talk

About Tang Xian, Wuming also checked, but couldn't find anything - Tang Liu didn't know what to say, Aman hesitated to speak, and the elusive ghost hall master was even more elusive.Until Qin Xichao finally chased him and was picked up by him in the mist and miasma, his knowledge of Tang Xian was just two insignificant words.

But he still knew some things. For example, the master of Qianmanmen was directly promoted by the most powerful master of Jueming hall in the past, and Fang Youli was just a killer who had made many meritorious deeds in Jueming hall. Not a hall master, he didn't even have the time to touch the rough edge of the tiger leather chair on the hall master's seat.

This fluffy and majestic Jueming hall master has been cold for many years.

The previous hall master?

I don't know if I ran away or died, no one dared to mention it.

Tang Liu knelt in front of the couch and hammered Wuming's leg once and for all, it was just the calf, and if he went higher than the knee, he would be reprimanded.The nameless mask was placed on the table. After returning to the mountain, he didn’t like to wear a mask anymore. He felt that it was too heavy to put on his face. fog,

Tang Liu also took off his mask, touched his own face, and then looked up at the right envoy's face.

It's not exactly the same, Wu Wang leaned on the armrest with his chin in his hand and his eyes closed, his eyelashes are not very long but they are curled up, and when he blinks, there seems to be ink dripping out of his eyes, he doesn't kill or hold a sword, he just rests When staying quietly, there is also such a bookish atmosphere from a family.

Qian Manmen couldn't contain such a bookish atmosphere, and Tang Liu couldn't match such a charm.So in the end, Tang Liu and Wuming are still not the same, even if they have somewhat similar faces, a dog leg is a dog leg, a right-hander is still a right-hander.

Tang Liu pinched the flesh on his calf, his strength was as if he hadn't eaten enough, and Wuming was sick and so was he.How can you not be sick?His dog's life is still tied to Wuming. If the owner he relies on is not interested in doing big things, can the dog still live?

Can't live, no one can live.The heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys will all be dug out, and they will be fed to the dogs.

You Shi fell in love with male pets, so Fang Youli and Fang Youli fell in love with young and beautiful boys.Who is to blame? The owner of the Fufeng Manor who has never met at the bottom of the mountain gave him sex, and even picked up a fool who could be held as a treasure in the nest, and he was reluctant to scold or beat him.

So Tang Liu still refuses to accept it. He has been in the Nanhou for many years and has learned so many ways to seduce men. He doesn't believe that there are people on the mountain who can serve better than him. What would a fool and dumb do? Won't.

Why are you better than yourself?

Tang Liu's mind was spinning, and his hands moved up quietly, from feet to knees, and then secretly moved to the thighs.It's getting dark, and the right envoy still hasn't gone back. Doesn't this make it clear that he wants to stay overnight?How can such thighs not be hugged.

As he thought about it, he raised his eyes slightly, and all five fingers froze for a moment and couldn't move.

The two ink pupils are as cold as inkstones, staring at people with clanging noises, as hard as a stone hitting the ground.His eyelids drooped, and the sword in his hand was pushed out three inches, pointing directly at Tang Liu's evil hand, and then slid towards his head that was thinking about death.

"Want to die?" Wuming said.

Tang Liu swallowed his saliva, "The right envoy even accepts male favorites, so why accept one more?"

Wuming paused, narrowing his eyes, "You're not him." The scabbard clanged against the wooden armrest, "I'll count to three, one,..."

He didn't even count to two, Tang Liu withdrew his hand, stepped back and knelt respectfully, and kowtowed.

Not interesting, really not interesting.A fool is still better than a dog, a fool is a person, a dog is not a person.

Tang Liu lowered his head and couldn't lift it up, he even despised himself, but how did he know that the idiot in the Right Envoy Hall was the one who raped Wuming at the bottom of the mountain, the famous owner of Fufeng Villa.What's more, Wuming was forced by this idiot to dare not go back, the cold wind blowing in the whole evening made his head hurt, and he came here because he had nowhere to go.

Wuming didn't care about him, there was a rabbit jumping in his head, at first glance.He also understood Tang Liu's virtues, he just wanted to live, and it didn't matter how he lived, so seeing that Fang was having a hard time, he turned his head and ran towards others.At this time, if there is another Zuo envoy, I'm afraid he can also curry favor with him.

Ridiculous, and absurd.

But nothing wrong.

Who in the world wants to live well and die?

He also said this to himself, why didn't he want to.Putting away the good fortune, wealth, brocade clothes and fresh food, throwing away the handsome man with beautiful eyes, I insist on practicing some thankless swordsmanship here, and being a right envoy who is resented by others.

"You want to live?"

Tang Liu looked up at him, he was indeed talking to himself, and nodded after thinking for a while.He thought that generally speaking, after saying this sentence, one or two conditions must be followed, such as "If you want to live, you have to do something for me" and the like, and in the end the bones and tendons were broken. It's better not to live if the head is broken and bleeding.

He gritted his teeth, waiting for the next words.

As a result, the cold wind blew outside the house for a while, and the shadows of the candles in the house flickered for a while.

Wuming just unfolded the quilt and clothes and curled up inside, and sighed, "I want to too."

For a moment, Tang Liu looked at his back, and almost thought that this once-glamorous Mr. Right Envoy was actually living a more miserable life than himself.He walked along his chest, and quietly retreated from the room, shaking his head while thinking in his heart: It's all an illusion, it's all an illusion, there is no one in the door who has a higher status than the right envoy except the owner of the door that's it.

He has nothing to suffer.

The candle was extinguished, the door was closed, and the room was suddenly dark.

The bedroom on the right was also pitch black, and Qin Xichao sat on the edge of the bed in full clothes, as if waiting for someone.

Sure enough, not long after, the rear window was pried slightly, and a dexterous and slender figure came in from the window. After falling on the moonlight, he saw the debris of broken wood on the ground, and shook his head chatteringly, "Successful?"

The two rolls of silk were thrown into Liu Hua's arms, "Look for yourself."

Bad tone.

"Are you kidding me? I don't know swordsmanship, how can I see..." Liu Hua slowly unfolded the silk, and then her eyes widened in disbelief.He used to be from Qianmanmen, so he was naturally not afraid to grope in the dark, and immediately touched the embroidered text in the corner, "This, this is..."

"Know?" Qin Xi glanced at him.

Liu Hua was taken aback, "Could this be the Fiery Sword Art?"

"What swordsmanship?"

"No wonder, no wonder." Liu Hua carefully read the embroidered traces on the silk, and murmured, "I thought he got his inner strength for no reason, and he became mad when he burst out and couldn't control it. I didn't expect..."

Qin Xichao took over the words, "I didn't expect him to even have a sword manual." Liu Hua looked at the sword manual in his hand carefully, and didn't reply, but after a while, Qin Xichao said in a deep voice: "But This sword manual is wrong."

"What?" Luca was taken aback.

"If I'm not wrong, it must have been written wrong on purpose."

Liu Hua came to his senses, held up the sword manual and said, "You say this sword manual is wrong? But the signature is... Tang Xian."

"..." Qin Xichao got up and approached, a thick black shadow gradually pressed towards Liuhua, and said slowly that Liuhua was caught off guard, "Tang Xian is a knight-errant who wanders around the rivers and lakes. His wife's son once passed through Qiongzhou, met a good friend and lived in seclusion there."

Liu Hua straightened up slowly.

"On New Year's Eve four years ago, the entire Tang family was bloodbathed. The corpses were broken into pieces and thrown into the wilderness."

Liu Hua retreated a few steps, and was dragged back by Qin Xichao, "Tang Mu's father, my master's close friend, is he?"

"...Calm down, let go first." The collar was tightened, and Liu Hua patted his hand.

Qin Xichao didn't let go just yet, he snatched the sword manual from Liu Hua's hand with his hands, and pressed him on the wooden coffin by the rear window with a few steps.Liu Hua didn't dare to speak out, so she simply stopped struggling and raised her head against the wooden coffin behind the window to look at Qin Xichao. The man's eyes were red, and he was about to bleed from hatred.

"He has obtained the internal strength of Raging Fire for nothing, and he can practice Tang Xian's sword skills. He made a lot of money when the Tang family had an accident four years ago, and he looks exactly like Tang Mu!" Qin Xichao could hardly suppress the roar in his voice. And excited, the knuckles of his fingers holding Liu Hua's collar were blue and white, and he pressed Liu Hua's neck hard, "Liu Hua, Liu Yuexue, tell me why?!"

Liu Hua's face turned pale, but his neck was red from the pressure, and he spoke intermittently, "What do you want to say?" The corner of his mouth curled up, "Tang Mu's body is still buried in your garden, you have to go back Do you want to dig it out?"

"Say more?!" Qin Xi became even more angry.

"...cough cough!" Liu Hua was caught in the air, and coughed a few times suddenly, but the smile on the corner of Mi Xumi's novel Yan Lun Tu Yunran's mouth did not change at all, he grinned with Qin Xi Chao looked straight at him, "Master Qin, do you care about Tang Mu or Tang Wuming?"

Qin Xichao was slightly taken aback, Liu Hua got a chance to jump away from his restraint, and the two stared at each other with a step apart.

Liu Hua straightened her clothes and said, "Do you know what people say about your dear envoy on the mountain?"

The other party was silent.

"Abusing life rights, killing and punishing without restraint, and raising a male pet in a disgusting way. It's just that a little boy who came out of nowhere can be a right envoy. He must have done the same thing as a male pet and climbed up the door. the Lord's bed."

"shut up!"

"Shameless with face, shameless with skin, shameless—"

"Shut up!" Qin Xi roared.

"Ha!" Liu Hua laughed mockingly, took a step forward and approached the other party, raised the corner of his eyes and lowered his voice, "He has a bad reputation, and he wants to save you and hide you in the house, please don't see me The old country doctor treated you and let everyone on the mountain know that he has a male favorite. He also declined all those who wanted to spy on you. Anyone who dared to approach this room without orders would be arrested and ruthless. Severely punished, the skin was torn apart."

Qin Xi frowned more and more at the peak of his eyebrows, watching Liu Hua's mouth open and close.

"Why do you say he is?"

The person in front of him pursed his lips and said nothing.

Liu Hua said with a smile, "If you care about Tang Mu, then just pretend I didn't say anything, and don't forget why Tang Wuming abandoned you and went back to the mountain. He is now in a state of madness and his internal energy is unstable. Protect you, don't tell me that you don't know who is the straw that keeps him rational, he can't stand the stimulation." He paused, "But if you care about that stupid and stupid Tang Wuming Kid... oh no, it's Wuming, the notorious Qianman's right-hand man, so you'd better not mention Tang Mu in front of him again."

Qin Xichao opened his mouth, but was interrupted by the other party.Liu Hua smiled, confident, "If you don't believe me, you can try it and see if he remembers...the murder case in Qiongzhou four years ago, do you remember that he had a father named Tang Xian."

A trace of doubt flashed in Qin Xi's eyes.

He raised his left and right index fingers in front of his eyes, they were originally close together, but suddenly one moved to the left and the other to the right, the distance became farther and farther apart.

Just listen to Liu Hua softly say:

"Tang Mu is dead, and he will never live again." The finger on the left made a hook, "The two of them are not alone."

It will never be possible.