Beauty Master: Blackened scoundrels are sick girls

"Master will stay here forever, isn't it good for the three of us to be together..."

The sound is already close to the ear.

Ye Qiao calmed down, quickly twitched a mantra, and the sword under his feet flew across the Nether River at high speed.

He could even feel that the two hands behind his back touched his shoulders, but fortunately, he still crossed the River Styx.

As soon as the feet landed steadily, the two strands of souls showed evil and wild smiles on their faces.

"Master is really bad-"

"After taking Master back, how should I punish Master properly—"

Standing aside, Dong Zhao in white smiled innocently.

"If you are so fierce, you will frighten Master—"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hold Ye Qiao's hand.

"Master, come back with me... don't throw me away again, okay... this disciple promises to love Master well, and he will never be like that irritable guy, he... is too merciless... disciple understands , this disciple will never let Master..."

Dong Zhao in white clothes hadn't finished speaking when he suddenly looked shocked.

Hastily let go of his hand.

He stared dumbfounded at his hand, only to see a spell flashing in his hand, and the spell clung to his wrist and extended to his whole body.

He said in horror: "Master, what did you do to me?"

Ye Qiao said lightly: "It's just a binding spell, what can Master do to you? Master just wants to take you back!"

As he spoke, he waved his sleeves quickly without waiting for Dong Zhao in red to react.

Dong Zhao in red frowned, got up and was about to fly back to the bank of the Styx River, but was suddenly bound by the binding spell, unable to move at once.

In the Netherworld, Ye Qiao had nothing to do with the two of them, but out of the Styx River, Ye Qiao became Ye Qiao's home court.

Dong Zhao in red said coldly: "We don't want to go back to the human world, why does Master have to detain us back?"

Ye Qiao said: "This is not the place for you to stay, go back to the body, that is your place!"

Hongyi Dong Zhao snorted and laughed twice, "Forget it, since Master insists on detaining the two of us, then go back, anyway, you can see Master all the time in that place, as long as you can see Master It doesn't matter where you are—"

Ye Qiao chanted some incantation, and the two strands of soul disappeared immediately.

Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and he left the Nether Realm without stopping, holding the Scarlet Firmament Sword.

Not daring to slack off, thinking about Dong Zhao in his heart, he went to Xiao's Villa after reciting an Imperial Walking Technique.

When we arrived at the Xiaojia Mountain Villa, it was hazy at night.

Someone was listening in the yard.

"Marry you, I will definitely marry you—"

Xiao Ce's drunken words fell into Ye Qiao's ears.

Immediately afterwards, Su Bailang shook his body and said, "A Ce, is what you said true? Do you really think so in your heart?"

"A Ce, wake up, wake up, tell me, is what you just said true?"

Under the big tree, the moonlight shines on the yard, and the yard is full of the smell of wine.

After Xiao Ce said those words, he lay down on the table and fell asleep in a drowsy state.

Su Bailang seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood, and he was about to shake him awake and ask him clearly.

He didn't even notice Ye Qiao walking over.

It wasn't until Ye Qiao's words fell on his ears that Su Bailang realized him.

"Drunk words, do you also take it seriously?"

Su Bailang suddenly looked up at him.

"Qiao Qiao! You are finally back, why did you leave for so many days?"

Ye Qiao smiled lightly.

"It smells so strong, how much have you two drank?"

"Xiao Ce's capacity for drinking has always been very good. If you want to get him drunk, you need at least ten jars of wine. You guys won't..."

If Ye Qiao could see the wine jars piled up like hills all over the yard, he would probably be shocked.

Su Bailang sighed, pursed his lips, held up his glass and said, "Qiao Qiao, come and have a drink with me. I really want to get drunk, but I can't get drunk anyway. I'm more sober than when I don't drink. On the contrary, the people around me are sober." Someone gets drunk faster than me."

Ye Qiao said lightly: "You know I don't know how to drink, and besides, there is a good saying, it's even worse to use alcohol to relieve your worries."

Su Bailang pouted, and said dejectedly: "There are some things I really can't say without some wine. Although I know him so well, every time I want to say something, it gets stuck in my throat."

"Qiao Qiao, please help me—"

"You see, I have a deep affection for him, and I usually talk carelessly, but when I really want to express my love to him, it's hard to say it. It turns out that if I really love someone, my heart is sour, and I will be speechless instead. Most of the sweet words are irrelevant. people listen."

He took Ye Qiao's hand and shook it left and right.

"Isn't the love in the storybook as sweet as the honey in the honeypot? Why do I feel tired and bitter, and sometimes feel sour."

"He smiled at me occasionally, and I found it very sweet again. Qiao Qiao, do you think I am sick?"

Ye Qiao doesn't know much about love, but Ye Qiao understands everything he does.

Su Bailang likes Xiao Ce, and has done a lot for him. Even by Xiao Ce's side, Su Bailang will be a lot more restrained, and he doesn't look like him anymore.

As for Xiao Ce, Ye Qiao couldn't figure out Xiao Ce's heart. In Ye Qiao's heart, Xiao Ce was a ten thousand-year-old iron tree, which never bloomed, but would occasionally burst out a flower bud.

He will give Su Bailang some rare gadgets, although they are not worth much, but Su Bailang will always hold them in the palm of his hand as if they are treasures, and keep them close to him, and will accompany Su Bailang when he is bullied or unhappy He drank, and then went to beat up the person who bullied Su Bailang together cursing and swearing.

But Xiao Ce is always lukewarm towards Su Bailang, saying that he is like a friend and has a more intimate relationship than a friend. Su Bailang really wants to pierce this layer of window paper, but Xiao Ce adds more to this layer of window paper from time to time. plank.

Su Bailang hugged his arm and said very aggrieved: "Qiao Qiao, do you think Ah Ce loves me or not?" Ye Qiao couldn't answer his question, so he could only purse his lips and not answer.

"Qiao Qiao, you said just now that Ah Ce said he wanted to marry me, would he really marry me?"

"Spitting out the truth after drinking means that he really has me in his heart and will really marry me, right?"

Ye Qiao was thinking at that time that although the party who likes to give has high enthusiasm and seems to be always energetic, it is also the most vulnerable. He wanted to tell Su Bailang at that time that after drinking, he may not speak the truth, but also talk nonsense, but he He felt that this sentence was too hurtful, Su Bailang's heart was fragile, and he didn't dare to poke it lightly.

Su Bailang seemed to be a little drunk, but he didn't know if he was pretending to be drunk or not. He lay on Ye Qiao's arms and groaned, "If I really marry Ah Ce, you must come and drink our wedding wine—"

Ye Qiao nodded.

"must……"

After learning that Dong Zhao had returned to Bihai Cangqiong, he was anxious to see Dong Zhao, so he didn't stay any longer.

Su Bailang looked up at the drizzle falling in the sky, and smiled bitterly.

"Ah Ce, Ah Ce, do you really not understand or pretend you don't?"

Ye Qiao rushed back to Bihaikongqiu despite the wind and rain.