Chapter 227: Demon Beauty
The man in black stretched out his hand and counted the numbers. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"So much?"
Qi Deqing bit his lip lightly, hesitated for a while and then nodded slowly, "Okay... Wait, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow at the latest!
"Waiting for you. ”
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Sanyuan Pavilion back hall
Sikong Huang was still sitting in his seat and looking at the account book in his hand, and the six people below looked at each other when they saw this, and then a middle-aged woman with luxurious clothes and dignified appearance asked, "Little master, is there anything wrong with this account book?"
Hearing this, Sikong Huang put down the things in his hand unhurriedly, looked up at a few people, and said with a light smile: "No problem, a few people are doing a good job." ”
"Little master..."
Just as the middle-aged woman spoke, there was another knock on the door, and Sikong Huang's eyes flashed slightly, "Let him in." ”
Soon the man in black from before walked in again, bowed to the ground, and said, "Back to the little master, I have replied to Princess Deqing according to your instructions, and now she has left, promising that tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will..."
At this point, he raised his head and looked at Sikong Huang cautiously, "Will... Buy the head money to bring. ”
"Little master, the old man also found out why this Qi Deqing did this. ”
Fan Lao turned his eyes to look at Sikong Huang and said in a deep voice: "It is precisely for this beauty ranking competition. ”
Sikong Huang shook his fingertips, "Beauty List Ranking Competition?"
"Not bad!"
Fan Lao nodded, and when he looked at Sikong Huang, he couldn't help but have more admiration in his eyes, "Little master, I don't know, after the second round of competition, the most popular person on the beauty list at this moment is you, little master." ”
Sikong Huang was stunned when he heard this, and then couldn't help but laugh dumbly.
"And the second place is that Qi Deqing! And it is far from the number of votes of the little master, and the ranking of the final beauty list is the same, because she is jealous and wants to use the power of our Suo Soul Pavilion to get rid of the little master. ”
Listening to Fan Lao's sworn explanation, Sikong Huang didn't say anything, but a mocking dark light couldn't help but pass through his drooping eyes, he didn't expect this Qi Deqing to buy murder because of this little false name, it's really sad...
"By the way, there's one more thing..."
As soon as Fan Lao's words fell, the middle-aged woman from before suddenly remembered something, looked up at Sikong Huang, and said, "Little master, Miss Xiaoxiao has also entered the top ten this time, and she is also above the ranking seat, but because Miss Xiaoxiao rarely shows up, the ranking is not high." ”
Laughing?
Sikong Huang was a little surprised, according to the little guy's personality of waiting to see the excitement for fear that the world would not be chaotic, how could she have idle information?
"And the little master..."
The middle-aged woman's face was a little worried, and her tone sank, "This time, Miss Xiaoxiao's name was reported by the martial artist, and even the portrait of Miss Xiaoxiao was sent to our Sanyuan Pavilion after the martial artist's son painted it." ”
Sikong Huang frowned, it was not surprising that the Martial God would leave this move, but looking at the look of the person in front of him, it seemed that there was something else hidden?
After thinking about it, he asked, "What did you find?"
"This..."
The woman exchanged glances with Fan Lao, and finally Fan Lao took a deep breath and said: "Little master, a major event happened in the martial arts family a hundred years ago, a major event that was enough to destroy the entire martial family, but there are very few people who know the beginning and end of this matter, and we have only learned a few words after many years of investigation..."
Sikong Huang's face changed, and he said, "Old Fan, please speak." ”
"It's a long story... Let's start with the previous head of the martial family, Wu Zhutian..."
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"Martial God Departure!"
In the corner of the dining room, Sikong smiled very unhappily at the smiling man in front of him, "I said that if you are not good at painting, don't be good?
The martial god pouted from his old mouth, what is the meaning of poor painting skills? Is he a well-known painter in the four countries? How many women have traveled thousands of miles to the martial arts family to beg him to paint their portraits, and Sikong Xiao still dislikes himself? What kind of ghost did he say to paint her? Just kidding!
He martial god is gone, but with just one painting, he sent Sikong Xiao into the top ten!
Isn't it okay for others to think about it?
Wu Shenli was very aggrieved and angry, and was just about to open his mouth to argue with Sikong Xiao, when suddenly there was an extremely crisp and loud "bump" from behind!
It was clearly the sound of someone throwing a cup or something on the ground, and it was a very noticeable sound in a quiet dining room.
What's the situation?
Sikong Xiao and Martial God glanced at each other strangely, and at the same time stuck their heads out of their seats.
The place where the voice came from seemed to be behind them......
The restaurant Zhang Feng is looking for has a good environment, pavilions, pavilions, pavilions, terraces, mountains, stones, flowers and trees, and the people who come and go are also people with status and status, although the distance between each position is not far, but they are separated by a gauze tent that seems to be light and thin but can't see through anything, even if they look back, they still can't see anything.
“......”
The sound of the dishes breaking passed for a while, and there was no movement after the gauze tent, and everyone looked at each other as if someone had accidentally knocked over the dishes, and they all turned their eyes back.
And at this moment, a bright red, tall woman suddenly opened the gauze tent and strode out, Sikong laughed at their position can only see the woman's back, only to see that she didn't look at it, strode straight towards a man standing in front of the pillar.
"Martial God Li, you know her..."
... Who is it?
Before Sikong's joke fell, he was shocked by the woman's movements and opened his mouth wide, and at the same time he heard the sighs of the people around him, he didn't expect that there was such a bold woman in this world, so brave to show love in public!
I saw that the woman's hands were hooked on the man's neck, and without saying a word, she raised her head and gave a deep French kiss, not even breathing!
Sikong smiled and dragged his chin to praise, but saw that the gauze curtain that the woman had opened before was suddenly waved open, and then a mighty man rushed over violently.
Just when Sikong Xiao was strange in his heart, the tall woman from before mercilessly pushed away the man who was kissing deeply, and looked back at the big man who was chasing him.
The girl's delicate face is as beautiful as a flower, a pair of amber eyes are filled with lust, her blushing cheeks are like blushing flowers, and the red lips that have just been swollen because of the kiss are slightly open, exuding a fatal temptation...
Sikong Xiao couldn't help but gasp when he saw her face, there is such a demonic beauty in the world?
She approached the big man, raised her head and imprinted a kiss on his face, and said tenderly, "Na... I gave him my first kiss, don't you want it?
I'll go!
Sikong Xiao couldn't help but slap his face, so cool?!