The general is easy to bully

Gu Shishi gritted his teeth: "I told you to shut up, how can a person like you feel distressed!"

He is a log!

It's still the kind of old wood that has been refined for thousands of years.

Ming Lan lowered her head, and lowered the hand on her chest little by little.

Suddenly two people came in from outside, "Young Master Gu, Pavilion Master please go over with Young Master Minglan."

The expression on Gu Shishi's face suddenly changed coldly, and even Ming Lan's eyes dimmed.

"I know, I'll go right away."

After those two people left, Ming Lan stood up and said in a cold voice, "Shisi, let's go."

Gu Shishi glanced at Minglan and stepped out of the house.

"fourteen......"

Minglan frowned, froze for a moment, and followed him.

Gu Shishi didn't turn his head back: "I heard what that person said." He paused for a while before continuing: "Hang Yijue asked you to go to his room."

Ming Lan frowned fiercely.

"Did he do something bad to you?"

Minglan stopped suddenly.

Gu Shishi couldn't detect the voice behind him, so he also stopped and looked back at Minglan.

Ming Lan: "I'm sorry."

Gu Shishi's eyes flickered, he turned his head quickly, the corners of his eyes were a little red, but he chuckled and "cut".

"Idiot, what is there to apologize for... They are all grown men, and it's not like they haven't done it before. Besides, people like us who lick blood on the tip of a knife, even

I don't care about my life, what do I care about that kind of thing. "

Ming Lan was about to say something, but the guard of Xiaoyao Pavilion impatiently pushed him behind, "Don't dawdle! The Pavilion Master is waiting!"

Minglan's body was weak, and he pushed her to think forward.

Gu Shishi quickly supported him, and looked at the guard coldly, "Hey, don't move."

The guard arrogantly said, "What are you talking about, just say one more word and I'll kill you"

Before he finished speaking, the air was stirred into a whirlwind, a black shadow flashed past, and the guard who was arrogant just now had already held his neck halfway up.

air.

"How about saying one more word? Huh?"

The guard's feet were flapping in the air, he was pinched by Gu Shishi's throat, he couldn't breathe, his face was flushed from holding back, and he patted Gu Shishi's hand weakly with both hands.

The other guards around drew their knives one after another, and the blade was aimed at Gu Shishi.

Minglan; "Fourteen, let go."

Gu Shishi stopped his hand suddenly, and the man fell to the ground in an instant, and was helped up by his companions.

Gu Shisi sneered, "Let me tell you, I, Gu Shishi, came here and didn't intend to get out alive and mess with me again. Be careful that I will kill you and bury you with me!"

The guards stopped talking.

They sent Ming Lan and Gu Shishi all the way to the main hall of Xiaoyao Pavilion.

Hang Yijue was embracing a few beautiful young men, smoke billowed in the main hall, those young men were all disheveled, showing a scene of promiscuity.

Ming Lan subconsciously turned away her gaze.

Seeing his subtle look, Gu Shishi clenched his fingers by his side unnecessarily.

He didn't know if Minglan had been toyed with by Hang Yijue just like these teenagers...

He has no martial arts, like a goshawk whose wings have been broken off by someone, what good will he do if he falls into someone else's hands.

Seeing Gu Shishi and Ming Lan coming here, Hang Yijue waved his hand and told all the teenagers in the room to leave.

He put on some clothes and asked the girl to serve Gu Shishi a cup of tea.

Ming Lan, with gloomy eyes, glanced at him twice, and sneered, "Ming Lan, did you stand in the wrong place?"

Minglan's back froze slightly, he turned his head to glance at Gu Shishi beside him, and then walked towards Hang Yijue with a calm expression.

"Minglan!"

Gu Shishi's face was pale.

Minglan didn't stop, he clenched his fists and walked up to Hang Yijue step by step.

Hang Yijue grabbed Minglan's wrist and pulled down hard, Minglan fell directly into Hang Yijue's arms.

Gu Shishi's eyes were scarlet, he grabbed the sword and stabbed towards Hang Yijue

Three or four Lian Jiazi in black clothes flew down from the eaves, blocking Gu Shishi.

Gu Shishi was outnumbered and soon lost.

He was kicked in the hollow of his knee, and he fell to the ground with a "plop one by one", and the sword in his hand was thrown far away.

Hang Yijue smiled a little, looking down at Gu Shishi who was about to get up.His hands touched Ming Lan's body.

Gu Shishi gritted his teeth, and he let out an angry roar like a beast from his throat, struggling to stand up: "Don't touch him!"

His hands were twisted behind his back, and his joints creaked.

Her face was distorted due to the pain, and her fair neck was covered with protruding blue veins.

"Take your hand away...don't touch him!"

Hang Yijue withdrew his gaze, he squeezed Minglan's chin, turned Minglan's head over, and stared teasingly at the pair without much emotional change.

eyes, smiled and said: "Minglan, do you want to tell your sweetheart that there is something on your body that I haven't touched?"

Minglan's face was calm, and she didn't say a word.

No matter what Hang Yi told him to do or say, he always had that cold face and reaction.

On the contrary, Gu Shishi, who was pushed to the ground, was enraged several times and wanted to get up and rush to Hang Yijue.

Hang Yijue dragged Minglan to stand up and dragged him to the back of the inner room.

"Minglan! Minglan!"

Gu Shishi struggled to no avail, he stretched his neck and cried to Minglan: "Let's die together, can you stop saving me? Huh? I don't want to live anymore!" Minglan's shoulders stiffened, Hang Yi never Give him a chance to turn around and pull him into the inner room.

Gu Shishi burst into tears; "Your name is Ming! You fucking bastard!"

As soon as the door of the inner room was closed, the sound outside suddenly became much quieter.

Hang Yijue let go of Minglan, and leaned lazily on the bed.

Ming Lan: "Let him go."

"You know why I asked him to come here." Hang Yijue hooked his lips: "Minglan, there is a wronged person and a debtor, and this pavilion does not want to hurt innocent people."

The maid handed Hang Yijue a cigarette pouch.

Hang Yijue leaned against the head of the bed, slowly swallowing the clouds.

Ming Lan didn't hesitate: "Okay, I promise you, as long as you let him go."

Hang Yijue looked at Minglan with cool eyes, and after a brief silence, he waved to Minglan.

Ming Lan walked over and knelt down beside his bed.

Hang Yijue handed over his pipe. "This is a good thing passed down from the West. Come, take a sip, and you will never be able to live without it."

He actually didn't want to use this kind of thing on Ming Lan.

He couldn't remember how many years ago, that year he had just become the owner of the Xiaoyao Pavilion, and his servants rushed to tell him that his younger brother had been killed.

That was the first time he met Ming Lan.

I met the boy who was carrying the head of his younger brother in the snowy winter sky.

He was dressed in black, and the long sword in his hand was dripping blood, and the warm blood flow melted the white snow all over the ground.

He said to him indifferently at a distance of more than ten meters; "My name is Minglan, tomorrow's Ming, and dim Lan."

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Minglan is attacking!Although people are a bit woody!But he is attacking!