Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

Ye Qiao thought about it seriously, "Well, it's a good idea."

Su Bailang took a sip of clear tea, "However, it is not so easy to win the first prize in the Fairy Fighting Conference this time, because the rich prizes can be said to have shocked the entire world of cultivating immortals, and there are countless people who came to participate."

Ye Qiao glanced at Dong Zhao, "It's a good opportunity to practice."

"What about you? Will you participate?"

Su Bailang grinned, "Of course I'm going to participate! Even if you don't want to win the top spot, you're familiar with the world of immortality, so you can recruit some disciples for my Su family."

He raised his head and put the last drop of water in the teacup into his mouth, and waved to him with a smile, "Let's go, go find Xiao Ce."

After finishing speaking, he blew his whistle and flew away on the Qianyuan paper crane, scratching his head and making a gesture.

"Master..."

Ye Qiao was startled for a moment, then slowly raised his head, a smile like a spring breeze appeared on the corners of his brows and eyes.

"You have had your pulse checked sixteen times a day."

Dong Zhao still stubbornly reached out to take his hand.

Looking at the pair of slender and strong palms in front of him, Ye Qiao had no choice but to obediently cross his wrists.

The slightly rough fingertips pressed lightly between the jade wrists, and after a while Dong Zhao's tense expression relaxed a little.

Every time Ye Qiao was injured, he could always see some guilt, uneasiness and self-blame on his face.

"Azhao, why don't we go down the mountain to relax?"

Dong Zhao nodded.

The two walked side by side, and the long alleys of the market at the foot of the mountain were full of people coming and going, yelling and selling, and it was a lively and extraordinary world of fireworks.

Dong Zhao looked at the soft smile on his face, and unconsciously opened the corners of his mouth.

Ye Qiao smiled and looked at the duo performing arts not far away, "I see that performing arts can make a lot of money, and the two of us can also consider it in the future. You are in charge of performing arts, and you are responsible for shouting for the teacher—"

Dong Zhao smiled and agreed again and again.

"This handsome man is a divination?" The fortune teller who set up a stall at the side yelled at Ye Qiao enthusiastically.

Ye Qiao walked over very appreciatively, next to the fortune teller was a fan flag with the words "Gua Gua Accurate, Huang Ban Xian"

The fortune teller stroked his gray goatee and said with a smile, "Young Master Qiao, let's do a fortune telling. Guaranteed, you only need three copper coins."

Ye Qiao smiled and stretched out his hand, and Dong Zhao took out three copper coins from the money bag on his waist and handed them to him.

"Please make a divination, sir."

The fortune teller squinted his eyes and stroked his gray beard, pinched it with one hand for a long time, then opened his eyes again and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is a priest in the sky, with blessings and auspicious stars shining brightly, he is a nobleman with golden branches and jade leaves—"

Looking at Dong Zhao while talking, he laughed and said, "This husband is a good match, and he will have a bright and bright future in the future. He is unparalleled in the world. The relationship between the two of you is unbreakable. You will definitely grow old together with Qin Se and Ming..."

Dong Zhao smiled brightly on his expressionless face.

The more Ye Qiao heard, the more something was wrong, he got up quickly, and said in a panic: "We are master and apprentice, sir, don't talk nonsense."

Saying that, he got up and greeted Dong Zhao before leaving.

Dong Zhaolin said leisurely before leaving: "Mr. is really accurate!"

"Hey, Mr. Don't go, I haven't finished my words yet."

Ye Qiao was in a hurry, trying her best to stay away from the fortune-telling booth.

The corners of Dong Zhao's mouth were now shoulder to shoulder, "Master, why are you walking so fast, why didn't you listen to the fortune teller?"

His pure white face was covered with a thin layer of red veil, "No, not at all, instead of wasting time listening to him make up nonsense, it's better to watch other exciting things."

Dong Zhao pursed his lips and looked at him with raised brows, "Since Master knew from the beginning that his calculations were inaccurate, why did he still throw three copper coins to calculate a hexagram? Isn't it just asking for trouble?"

His face was slightly annoyed, "As a teacher, how would you know that his arrangements are so incomprehensible?"

Dong Zhao lowered his head and smiled.

The two walked forward, and there was a bustling flower hunting shop in front of them. Outside the door, a group of women dressed in attracting bees and butterflies and beautiful men in white and tender, were very enthusiastically attracting guests.

Surrounded by a group of beauties and men, Ye Qiao was sent into the flower hunting workshop.

The Xunhuafang is magnificent and full of wine and wine, beauties and handsome men lie on their laps, and the guests are drunk and hugged left and right.

Dong Zhao's face was filled with surprise.

"Master, do you know where this is?"

Ye Qiao lifted her robe and sat down, smiling at Mama Wang who came to greet her, "It's still the same."

Mama Wang smiled and said, "Okay...Ye Langjun wait a moment, the girl and boy will be here soon—"

Dong Zhaoshihua stood aside, his jaw almost dropped, "as usual"! !

The elegant master who has always been a gentleman and is strict in self-discipline, when did he become a frequent visitor to this romantic place!

After a while, several beautiful girls and a really good-looking young man walked over slowly holding a pipa and other musical instruments.

When the girls and boys saw him, they surrounded him enthusiastically.

"Long time no see, Ye Lang, I miss us so much—"

At this moment, Dong Zhao's face could not bear to look at it.

"We thought Ye Lang had forgotten all of us—"

Dong Zhao's face was livid, his fists were clenched tightly, and an unknown fire was about to burst out of his body.

A young man with red lips and white teeth plunged into Ye Qiao's arms. Before he could feel the warmth of Ye Qiao's body, Dong Zhao grabbed the back of his neck and threw him aside like a chicken.

Everyone was scared by him and shrank to Ye Qiao's side to seek shelter, Dong Zhao gritted his teeth and picked them out one by one and threw them aside.

Everyone huddled in a ball and huddled in the corner, looking at him in fear.

"Azhao, what are you doing?"

Dong Zhao's face was livid and ugly, as if his entire face had been soaked in an ice cellar for thousands of years.

"They stick too close to the master, I...I'm afraid that they want to do something wrong... to assassinate the master."

Ye Qiao blushed with embarrassment, "You think too much... I'm an old acquaintance with them."

The three words "old acquaintance" are like thunder, and Dong Zhao's whole body is broken.

"Besides, we are here to have fun, so don't keep pulling your face."

"Have fun"!Dong Zhao couldn't bear it any longer, grabbed his wrist tightly, and dragged him out of the flower shop without saying a word.

With a serious face, he said without doubt: "Master, don't come to this place in the future."

"Why can't you come?"

He was jealous and angry, "Master is noble and innocent, and his status is not suitable for such occasions?"

"What's wrong with this kind of occasion? Everyone can come to a place of pleasure, relaxation and relaxation. Master is also a human being. As long as you are a human being, you will have emotions and desires, and you will be tired. Why can't you come to such a good place?"

Dong Zhao was stunned, such words came from the mouth of his master! !

"Who taught this to Master?"

Ye Qiao said: "Three beats, my teacher thinks what he said is very reasonable."

Dong Zhao clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Is he the one who often brings you here?"

Ye Qiao nodded sincerely, not seeing the murderous look and hatred in Dong Zhao's eyes at all, and sold Su Bailang without knowing how to hide it.

"Su Bailang!" With these three words, Dong Zhao almost wanted to bite the roots of his teeth.