Chapter 599: The dance is over, and the painting is over

The young man instantly felt that the world was spinning, and then a sharp pain came from his whole body!

The tail of the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast, which was only half a meter long, swept away, and the blue ripples rose, and it directly swept the young man and his two entourages away!

Bang!

The young man smashed down at Xiao Yu's feet.

He was smashed with all kinds of meat, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and his eyes returned to his clear color.

As soon as his vision recovered, he saw Xiao Yu's smiling face poking towards him from top to bottom.

"Mom!"

The young man was taken aback, and instinctively feared in his heart, and hurriedly used his hands and feet to dodge in a panic.

As a result, when he turned his head, he saw the old beggar poking his head down with a smile and grinning at him: "Hey, hey, where are you going?"

The young man's eyes widened with fright, and he was about to let out another scream!

The old beggar slammed his fist directly into his face, knocking his screams back into his stomach.

"Shut your beak, don't disturb the old man's Yaxing!"

The old beggar learned the tone of the previous youth, and his face was full of disdain.

The young man covered his swollen cheeks, looked at the old beggar with eyes full of anger, and wanted to reprimand loudly!

However, a hand suddenly came up on his shoulder and patted him lightly.

"Shhhhh Xiao Yu sat on the seat and glanced at him condescendingly, "Be obedient, I can reward you with some food in a while." ”

This is clearly treating him like a dog!

The young man's heart became more and more annoyed, but he was horrified to find that Xiao Yu's hand on his shoulder was only lightly patted twice, and his skeleton seemed to fall apart!

His whole body was sore, and he had to sit on the ground weakly, and he didn't even have the strength to lift his mouth.

"Good means, I can't see that your understanding of ** power is so deep. ”

The old beggar saw that Xiao Yu did not use any aura, and it was purely by relying on the mobilization of strength and the understanding of the structure of the human body that he had such an effect with a light tap.

"One another. Xiao Yu raised his eyes and no longer paid attention to the young man who was sitting on the ground.

The swift speed shown by the old beggar on the way here also did not stimulate the slightest aura.

The two attendants under the young man also fell hard, and they struggled to get up from the ground to protect the Lord, but they saw the water-avoiding golden-eyed beast next to them slowly approaching, barking its fangs at them!

The two attendants hurriedly closed their eyes and fell to the ground pretending to be dead.

This small turmoil did not attract many people's side glances, and everyone's attention was completely attracted by Lin Xianruo on the field, and they didn't care about the small movement in the corner of the third floor.

Even if a few people were a little dissatisfied with the young man's shouting just now, seeing that the third floor was quiet now, his mind returned to Lin Xianruo's performance.

The old beggar watched Lin Xianruo's performance on the field, and at the same time stuffed the food on the table into his mouth.

From time to time, he handed some leftover bones or something to the young man next to the table, and said, "Eat, eat, look at you, it's pitiful." ”

The young man was so furious that he just wanted to get up from the ground and punch that hateful old face twice!

But the two strokes that Xiao Yu slapped on his shoulder were very weird, and until now his body was still sore, and he couldn't use half of his strength at all.

Not to mention getting up from the ground, even if he opened his mouth and scolded angrily, he was a little powerless.

"What the hell did that damn garbage do to my body!"

The young man roared in his heart, trying to turn his head away from the old beggar's "handout."

"Your uncle, it's good to give you food, but you can't dislike it!" The old beggar threw the bones in his hand and kicked the young man hard, "Wasn't you very arrogant just now, didn't you say that I was vulgar? The old man will be rude to you now!"

As he spoke, he kicked the young man in the face again, leaving two dirty shoe prints on it.

The old beggar felt that it was not enough, and opened the young man's mouth again, and poured into his mouth all the leftovers he had just eaten.

"Eat! Eat it all! Look how elegant you are!"

His eyes widened, and one hand was tightly wrapped around the young man's mouth like an iron pincer.

The young man's mouth was full of the old beggar's leftover food, and he couldn't help rolling his eyes uncomfortably, he wanted to break free from the old beggar's shackles, but he was completely weak, and he couldn't do it at all!

Xiao Yu, who was on the side, saw that the smile on the old beggar's face at this moment was like a demon, so he didn't shake the corners of his eyes, and moved the chair to the side slightly.

It was originally an elegant and magnificent intoxicating residence, but at this moment, in a corner on the third floor, an unsightly and vulgar picture was being staged.

"Do you dare to ridicule the old man for not knowing how to paint? When the old man was painting, you hadn't come out of your mother's womb yet!"

The old beggar scolded viciously, and when he saw that the leftovers on the table had been almost filled by him, he simply stretched one hand directly to the waistband of his trousers.

"His, I'll let you have a good drink today!"

Xiao Yu saw his posture, and hurriedly rushed over to stop him, and shouted "No, no!"

After persuading for a long time, he dispelled the idea of the old beggar going crazy in public!

The young man at the table had been tossed half-dead by the old beggar, rolling his eyes weakly, with vegetable leaf soup hanging from the corners of his mouth, and his otherwise clean and tidy clothes were also stained with dirty stains.

He looked no different from a beggar on the street.

The musical instrument accompaniment in the hall was nearing the end, and Lin Xianruo on the stage made a beautiful posture, with his wide sleeves raised, as if he had spread his wings.

She stood still in the center of the platform, her head bowed, her eyes rippling with soft water waves.

With the last closing note, this Lin Huakui's performance tonight has ended.

There was silence all around, and then as if a silent signal sounded, the whole intoxicating dwelling suddenly boiled.

The guests who watched all applauded, slapped their hands hard, stretched their necks and shouted at Lin Xianruo in the hall, for fear of being compared to others.

Everyone's eyes showed a light of extreme excitement, and the eyes that looked at Lin Xianruo were full of madness and undisguised joy.

Tonight is intoxicating, and almost everyone is here for this southern city oiran.

Lin Xianruo on the stage panted slightly, and as soon as she performed, with her physical strength, it was also a big burden for her.

She listened to the noisy admiration and shouts from the attic around her, and suddenly felt a little noisy.

Zi likes to be quiet, but she doesn't like such noisy scenes.

However, there is no way, she is an oiran, a girl in the drunken immortal house, and a white lotus under Zhao Shushi.

Zhao Shushi alone is already an unattainable existence for her.

Not to mention the entire Drunken Immortal Residence, it was clearly just a toy in the woman's hand.

Thinking of Zhao Qingmei, Lin Xianruo's heart couldn't help but sink a little, his red lips opened slightly, and he sighed softly.

A simple sentence from those big people can decide the life and death and fate of people like them.

Parachute ......

The word came to her mind again, she gritted her teeth slightly, and her eyes subconsciously looked somewhere on the third floor.

The other man associated with it is sitting there today.

Seeing her performing in public in front of so many men today, fiddling with her poses, what would that man named Xiao Yu think?

Judging from the fact that he chased all the way from the south city to the north city, that Xiao Yu's possession of her must be extremely strong, right?

Thinking of this, Lin Xianruo's heart suddenly swelled with a trace of happiness, and the corners of his mouth also curled slightly.

Even if a little witch speaks, Xiao Yu doesn't want to really control her!

She is the top Oiran of the Drunken Immortal Residence, the most shining woman in the southern city, and an existence that everyone will marvel at.

She's no one's belly at all!

Lin Xianruo was like a proud swan, elegantly stretching his body, raising his head and looking towards the corner of the third floor.

There was a little anticipation in her heart, looking forward to seeing the gloomy expression on Xiao Yu's face.

His eyes fell on the third floor, and the arrogant swan saw that Xiao Yu was talking and laughing with an old beggar opposite, and he didn't look at her at all.

The curvature of the corners of her mouth suddenly froze on her face!

"Why...... Why isn't he looking at me......? Am I better than a beggar?"

There was a brief blank in her mind, and only this one thought lingered in it.

Lin Xianruo's elegant movements instantly became stiff, and the surface on his face was dumbfounded, like a puppet with only a broken thread.

The crowd of spectators around them didn't know why, and they were still clapping and applauding.

The cheers and shouts were like thunder, and Lin Xianruo, who was in a daze, was blown up.

She reacted suddenly, her cheeks were slightly red, her breath was short, and she politely saluted the Quartet drinker, and wanted to leave the high-profile stage as soon as possible.

No one knew the embarrassment of this Nancheng Oiran at this time, she only felt that her face was like a fire, and the taste in her heart was like a mess.

The question is repeated over and over again in the brain that is not yet fully awake:

"Why isn't he looking at me?"

"Miss Lin, please stay. ”

A mature man's voice suddenly rang out, and then a powerful palm grabbed her wrist.

Lin Xianruo was startled, raised his head, and saw a smiling middle-aged man stopped in front of him.

"Boss Wan...... The show is over, is there anything else?"

She recognized that the man in front of her was Boss Wan of Drunken Immortal Residence, and this time she rushed over from Nancheng Drunken Immortal Residence, which was also the result of this Boss Wan's negotiation with Drunken Immortal Residence.

For this man, Lin Xianruo didn't like it, and even instinctively had a trace of disgust.

Although this Boss Wan always looks gentle and elegant on the surface, with her eyesight in the Drunken Immortal Residence for so many years, she can easily capture the color of the tiger and wolf in the depths of Boss Wan's eyes!

Whenever Boss Wan's eyes were fixed on her, the color of a tiger and wolf would come out.

Therefore, Lin Xianruo withdrew his hand from Boss Wan's shackle, and his movements were slow and resolute.

Boss Wan smiled slightly, not feeling frustrated by this defeat.

"Miss Lin, have you forgotten? Your painting is still going to be auctioned!"

"That kind of tedious matter, with the eloquence of Boss Wan, must be able to handle it very well. Lin Xianruo took a deep breath, forcibly calmed down his chaotic thoughts, and said softly, "I'm on the side, I will only make trouble for Boss Wan." ”

"Hahaha! How can it be a mess? Don't you know that all the drinkers in my drunken curie tonight are here for you, Lin Huakui!"