win the tripod

The weather is getting colder and it is early winter, but the second floor of the secluded small building in the outskirts is still full of flowers. The young man in a pale golden gown is carefully watering the flowers one by one with a kettle. The young man's complexion is extremely fair. , with a gorgeous complexion, even if surrounded by many flowers, she does not lose a trace of color.

Behind him was a man in a dark brown suit standing expressionlessly, with a long sword pinned to his waist. The young man threw the water bottle to him with a smile on his face, pointed to the cluster of flowers behind him and said, "Mu Ming, you Don’t stand there like a log, come over and water the flowers.” Mu Ming looked at the kettle in his hand with a straight face, then looked up at the radiant and red-faced Beigong Qiyi, and said in a low voice: “Master today good mood."

Beigong Qiyi stretched lazily, rubbed her chin and said, "Am I acting that obvious?" Mu Min lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then nodded silently.

Beigong Qiyi went to the soft couch and sat with her robe lifted. He looked at the flowers shining with water droplets under the sun, and couldn't help laughing: "The thing I wanted most for more than ten years finally belonged to me yesterday." , I am naturally happy." Mu Min knelt in front of the young man on one knee, "My subordinates congratulate the master for fulfilling his wish."

The smile on the young man's face deepened. He played with the red jade pendant around his waist, and remembered the satisfaction and pleasure of being entwined with that man's body last night. With a thoughtful look on his face, he looked like a spring idiot, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Beigong Qiyi came back to her senses, and asked seriously: "How is the Xu family's business going?" Mu Ming replied in a deep voice: "According to the master's wishes, the subordinates took money from the Xu family and gave it to the Xu family in a symbolic manner. They looked at it, but the Xu family didn't seem to give up, and went to find someone else."

"Oh," the boy raised his eyebrows and said with a sarcasm, "Is anyone picking up?" Mu Min shook his head, "There is no one answering on the surface, but it's not clear behind the scenes." The boy nodded, feeling a little sleepy. He yawned, "Look carefully, and let me know if there is any situation."

Mu Huan nodded, looked at the young man's face again, and said hesitantly: "I see that the master's complexion is not very good, could it be that the master's body..." Before Mu Huan finished speaking, Beigong Qiyi waved to stop him , with a narrow smile on his face, the young man blinked at Mu Min, "Your master is in good health, but..." He licked his lower lip, recalling: "*Bitter days get high , from now on, the king will not go to court early..."

Mu Min's complexion changed, and a faint blush could be seen on the wheat-colored skin. Bei Gongqi saw him like this, and smiled even more happily. He patted Mu Min's shoulder and teased: "Mu Min, you will have Whoever you like, you can tell me, master, no matter a man or a woman, master, I will help you get him."

The redness on Mu Min's face became heavier, he opened his lips, but finally chose to keep his mouth shut and not say a word.

It has been afternoon since I came out of the small building, and the yelling of small merchants on the side of the road can be heard endlessly, but Beigong Qiyi's heart is full of the man in the village, so she can't help speeding up her pace, but when Beigong Qiyi casually glanced at him, he Slowly stopping in his tracks, the face that originally had a soft smile turned cold in an instant.

The place where his eyes were located was on the second floor of a restaurant. A man in a black robe was sitting by the window. The black robe was blown up by the wind. The man was holding a wine glass and resting his chin on Beigong Qiyi, who was as sharp as an eagle. There was a chill in the pupils.

Beigong Qiyi's hands were tightly clenched almost the moment she saw him, and the man's gaze slowly looked from the top of the boy's hair to his feet, and finally fell on the boy's clenched veins. On his hands, the man curled his lips and smiled mockingly, raising his wine glass to him.

Beigong Qiyi's eyes gradually narrowed, the pale golden robe fluttered with the long hair scattered on her back, the mocking smile on the lips of the man in black was even worse, the boy closed his eyes tightly, and then opened them again At that moment, the whole person had already jumped in from the wide open window and landed beside the man.

The young man sat across from the man, and the wine cup, bowls and chopsticks had already been set in front of him. The young man tapped the table with his fingers, and said with a half-smile, "It seems that Palace Master Qi has been waiting for me for a long time." For wine, Qi Yong looked at him but smiled and said nothing, Beigong Qiyi raised her eyes and gave him a meaningful look, then slowly picked up the wine cup.

Qi Yong smiled calmly, but the smile never reached his eyes, Beigong Qiyi lowered his eyes and drew all the wine down.

"Papapa," Qi Yong smiled and applauded: "The Master Beigong is really very courageous, isn't the Master Beigong afraid that someone Qi will do something in the wine?" Beigong Qiyi put down the wine cup and hummed He said with a smile: "I'm not the eldest brother, so it's not worth the trouble of Palace Master Qi to do anything."

"Haha," Qi Yong laughed loudly, he looked at the young man opposite, and jokingly said: "In terms of appearance, Master Shao is even worse than Master Beigong." Beigong Qiyi raised her eyes Meeting the man's gaze, he raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Unfortunately, in terms of courage and strength, I am far behind my elder brother, so I don't blame Palace Master Qi for looking down on me."

The smile on Qi Yong's face gradually dissipated, "Since you are so self-aware, why don't you take charge of "Lizhuang" for your eldest brother?" Beigong Qiyi's smile remained unchanged, "Master Qi The words are not correct, the elder brother is in poor health, the Bei Gongyi family is left with only me besides the elder brother, who else is worthy to be in charge of "Lizhuang" besides me?"

He tilted his head and looked at Qi Yong whose face was getting colder, and said with a faint smile, "Master Qi, don't forget that I, Beigong Qiyi, is the only relative in this world of Beigong Juechen. We are not only blood Connected, even connected in some cases.

Qi Yong looked at him with a livid face, and the unrepressed strong internal force scattered all over his body. Others in the restaurant couldn't take it anymore and ran away one after another. Those who ran slowly were shocked to spit out a mouthful of blood, but sitting opposite the man However, the boy who was a foot away did not respond at all. His slender waist was straight, and the smile on his gorgeous face was light. As it appears on the surface.

"Beigong Qiyi," Qi Yong said, "As far as you are now, I want to kill you, it's easy!" His voice was low and cold, Beigong Qiyi's eyes wrinkled, and her hands subconsciously He clenched it even tighter, "Indeed, with my current martial arts, I am naturally no match for Master Qi, but," the boy's dark eyes suddenly sharpened, "You can't kill me..."

Qi Yong laughed a few times as if hearing some joke, and said sarcastically: "Why can't I kill you?" If you don't understand the Gu, you won't be able to kill me, unless what you want is the body of the eldest brother."

Qi Yong's expression changed, he looked at the young man sharply, and said with a cold smile: "Bei Gong Qiyi, I thought you wouldn't use him as a bargaining chip, but now I see you, but I think highly of you." Standing up and condescendingly looking down at the young man, he turned and left, his wide robe rustling.

Beigong Qiyi poured a glass of wine expressionlessly and drank it slowly, before she smiled cunningly.

The bright red lips became more delicate and crystal clear due to the little wine stains on them. The young man held the wine cup with a little force, and after a while, dark red blood flowed from the young white and delicate hands. Pressing it on the table, the broken slag penetrated deeper into the boy's flesh.

If I didn't use him as a bargaining chip, would I have waited for you to kill me and rob him?I got him so hard...how could I allow someone else to take him away?What's more, Qi Yong, I can't beat you now, but one day, I will cut you into pieces, and treat it as a gift from someone who touched me...

There were fallen leaves all over the window, and Beigong Juechen stood in front of the window expressionlessly in a thick dark green robe. His hair was not tied up, and his long black and thick hair was let loose on his shoulders.

"How about the owner's performance?" A young soft voice came from behind, Beigong Juechen turned his back to him and raised the corners of his lips, as if smiling, "I always think you look like a person, But I can't remember who it is, but now, I remember it."

The young man tilted his head, and said coldly: "Who does the owner think Ximo looks like?" Beigong Juechen turned around to look at him, and said with a half-smile, "I don't know that you are the last owner of the "Baisha Palace" who?"

Ximo clenched his hands, looked at him with hatred, gritted his teeth and said, "Thanks to the owner for remembering my father!" Every word of his seemed to come out from between his teeth, Beigong Juechen leaned back against the wall Going up, half-closed his eyes and said: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have forgotten him a long time ago."

Ximo took a breath, he blushed and stared at Beigong Juechen with wide eyes. The man's face was indifferent, his eyes were slightly raised, and he was half-closed. It was this man. He had everything. The martial arts, the admiration of the martial arts people, and... Beigong Qiyi's love...

Ximo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and said with a forced smile, "Master, you naturally don't pay attention to your defeated generals." However, for a powerful and beautiful person like you, now that your skills have been crippled, it’s not because you are crushed and loved by other men.”

Beigong Juechen frowned slightly, and Xi Mo looked at him with even more hatred, "I don't know what kind of body you have, Master, that can make so many men fall in love with you," Xi Mo lightly With a light smile, he sarcastically said: "Or, the owner, you were born to seduce men?"

Beigong Juechen's expression remained the same, only his slanting eyebrows frowned and snorted a little tighter. He looked at Xi Mo coldly, and said slowly: "Enough is enough, get out when you have said enough." Xi Mo He approached Beigong Juechen with a smile, and the distance between the two was extremely close. Ximo leaned into his ear and whispered: "Ximo would like to ask the owner, how does it feel to be fucked by a man? Let alone this man Or your biological brother..."

Beigong Juechen's face changed slightly, he grabbed Xi Mo's slender neck, and said in a low voice: "If you want to be fucked by him, go to him, if you say this in front of me again, even if I am Now that I have no skill, I can still kill you!"

"Really?" Xi Mo said with a slightly difficult smile: "Why don't you give it a try, the owner." As soon as he finished speaking, he broke away from Beigong Juechen's shackles with his backhand. Beigong Juechen sneered, and his palm turned into a claw Grab towards Ximo's throat.

Although his skill has been sealed, his moves have not changed, they are still brisk and fierce, and every move falls on Shan Ximo. However, although Ximo's internal strength is not strong, Beigong Juechen's moves are still painless when falling on him, but The man moved extremely fast, and he couldn't get half of the benefits from the man.

The two of you have gone through hundreds of tricks between you and me. Although Beigong Juechen is strong, his body has just been overly loved the night before, and his strength is gradually exhausted. Xi Mo saw the timing and slapped the man's abdomen. .

Beigong Juechen took two steps back and sat down on the bed, spitting out blood.

Ximo walked slowly to the man, and said with a low smile, "The owner is really powerful. He can fight Ximo for more than 100 moves without any offensive power. If the owner is not unwell, I don't think I may be able to win."

Beigong Juechen wiped off the blood on the corner of his lips, raised his head and looked at him blankly, then lowered his head again to stop looking at him, but Xi Mo squeezed the man's chin tightly, forcing him to look at him.

Beigong Juechen raised his head halfway, his skin was pale, and a little blood on the corner of his lips was extraordinarily bright red. Xi Mo wiped off the blood on the corner of the man's lips, leaving a red mark on his pale skin, "It's so beautiful... "Xi Mo laughed softly, "Speaking of which, the young master is coming back soon..."

The author has something to say: Chapter naming is getting weaker and weaker...

En~ Ximo in this chapter seems to be a villain!