Chapter 187: Lady Wancheng Jinse

Entering the Wancheng City Lord's Mansion, Wen Liang sniffed in the air, slowly revealed a bloodthirsty smile, and said to Lin Guo, "I'm going to work." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info”

He was like a lion who had been napping all the way, smelling the smell of his prey, stretching his waist, and suddenly revealing his claws, exuding a strong murderous aura from his body.

It was a murderous aura mixed with the smell of blood, extremely aggressive, and it took me a lot to sharpen it out, and it caused the guards in the city lord's mansion to look sideways again and again.

Wen Liang didn't care about other people's eyes at all, his chin was slightly raised, and he followed the medicine king without squinting, dragging and cool.

Lin Guo wrapped her black robe tightly and followed at the end of the line, in fact, she was a little confused, and she had to come with her when she went out for the owner of Mao.

If you stay in the villa, it's a great opportunity to escape.

The Medicine King was obviously the guest of honor of the Lord of Wancheng, and eight fair girls wrapped in purple ribbons in the verandah led the way with red gauze lanterns in front of them, and the servants stopped and stood with drooping eyes when they met them along the way.

The Medicine King held a string of white prayer beads on his wrist, and a gentle and compassionate smile on his face, like a phantom under the gorgeous night lights hanging every other foot in the verandah.

Lin Guo saw two people dressed as monks on the opposite side of the verandah.

Their aura was bright and firm, and they stared quietly at this side through a patchwork of rockeries.

Wen Liang tilted his head sideways, and gave them a threatening and provocative smile, full of villains.

Lin Guo suddenly felt that tonight's night, he was afraid that he was really going to have an uneasy life.

Lady Jinse is the seventh concubine of the city lord of Wancheng.

Just go to Wancheng and ask the city lord who the most favored woman is, and everyone can answer, it is Mrs. Jinse.

If you're in a good mood, they'll tell you a few other gossip.

When the lord of the city met her, he met true love, and since then, he has never found another woman.

And Mrs. Jinse also lived up to the expectations of the city lord and gave birth to a little son, the crystallization of the so-called love.

The city lord's wife went to the Taoist temple to cultivate a year after the entry of Jinse, and the city lord's wife had a very good reputation in Wancheng, because she was kind and charitable, and won the hearts of the people. So when he was forced to leave, Jin Se's reputation suddenly rotted into the mud in Wancheng.

The woman scolded her shameless fox, three demons and four demons, hooked people's husbands, thundered in the sky, and could not die well.

The man scolded her for being blushing, but the scolding couldn't stop the sigh of yearning.

No matter what others think, Jinse is still favored, and today, it is the seventh year.

After the golden curtain was heavily woven, the little boy who looked like a ball of snow lay in his mother's arms, looking timidly at everyone with a pair of black grape-like eyes.

He looks about the same age as Lin Ye, but he is wrapped in a pile of splendid embroidery, wearing gold and jade, and is full of wealth and wealth, which is very different from Lin Ye.

The room is impermeable, and there are huge night pearls on the lamp holder of the golden flower vine, shrouded in green gauze, the light is as gentle as water, and the room is full of brilliance.

"Little boy, can you remember me?" asked the Medicine King with a smile.

The boy buried his head in his mother's arms, put his hands around his mother's neck, and said nothing.

His mother, Lady Jinse, was a fair-skinned and beautiful woman. He has black hair like ink, and he has a lot of gorgeous jewelry.

When you lower your eyes, you seem to be gentle and bright, but when you raise your eyes, the bright eye waves can only see the lake of people's hearts swaying.

The city lord was a man in his forties and five short statures, frowning, "This child has been sick for too long and has a strange temper, don't be surprised by the medicine king." ”

Lin Guo looked into the inner room through the pearl curtain.

The thick dead air can't be stopped.

The kid can't be saved.

Wen Liang stood outside, his movements seemed random, but his eyes were like wolves, and the light was bright.

"You've been here before?" Lin Guo asked.

"Hmm. "Wen Liang loves to ignore it.

"Then Mrs. Jinse is the concubine of the owner, right?"

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows and looked at her strangely, "How do you know?"

Lin Guoshen smiled mysteriously, "Intuition." ”

From her point of view, under the cover of the wide robe, the owner's hand touched the lady's hand as if nothing, and the lady remained motionless and looked as usual.

People here will cuckold people if they don't agree with each other!

Lin Guo immediately made up a three-thousand-word bloody story in his mind.

Looking at Mrs. Jinse, and then looking at the wrinkled old face of the Medicine King, I thought of the three thousand harems of the Divine Medicine Villa and Xie Yu, this is a very heavy little emperor film.

The State Administration of Radio, Film and Television can harmonize them so that there is no scum left.

After the little boy ate the life-prolonging pill specially made with the fairy fruit, his face was slightly bloody. Through the pearl curtain, he smiled inexplicably at Lin Guo.

In the inner room, I only heard that the city lord was discussing with the medicine king, "...... The Life Extension Pill is of course very good, but this child's illness is not always getting better, so I thought, can I help him be a puppet and continue his life to prevent disasters?"

While talking, the little boy came out of the inner room, and seven or eight girls followed him and carefully guarded him, lest he bump into it.

The little boy who looked like a snow ball walked straight to Lin Guo's side and ordered, "Ugly girl, you play with me." ”

There's nothing wrong with playing together, but what does an ugly girl mean?

Lin Guo coldly refused: "I'm busy." ”

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows at her, lazy, "Go." ”

you spicy chicken!

"What do you want to play?" Lin Guo squatted down and looked at the son, her chest began to hurt again, because she thought of Lin Ye, the crybaby who had no sense of security at all and relied on her sister wholeheartedly.

The little boy took out a dagger from his body and smiled maliciously at Lin Guo, "Let's see how much blood you can shed if I stab you." ”

"......" Sure enough, perverts are all cultivated from childhood!

The maid next to him stood quietly, her eyebrows soft, and she looked like she hadn't seen anything.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the little boy held the dagger and stabbed her in the eye, Lin Guo grabbed his wrist, and the little thing went berserk with rage, "You dare to disobey me?"

The maid finally spoke at this time, glaring at Lin Guo, "You can't let the little boy be unhappy!"

Wen Liang smiled and held his cheeks to the side to watch the excitement.

Lin Guo glanced at him, rotten!

She smiled, "This isn't fun, why don't we play ghost hunting." ”

"Catching ghosts?"

"That's right, catch ghosts!" Lin Guo smiled.

Catching ghosts is a lot of fun.

After all, there are really a lot of ghosts in this city lord's mansion with various ways of dying. Although there are magic circles and spells to suppress it, Lin Guo, a walking corpse who can walk and move, casually destroys a few spells and releases a few evil spirits that are not so big, which is a piece of cake.

The little boy has never played such an exciting game.

After being chased by a hanged ghost, a drowned ghost, and a burner in a row, his eyes closed and he fainted.

The little things are quite boilable.

Lin Guo picked him up and returned it to the maid, "The little boy is tired of playing, let him sleep well." ”

Anyway, his son-in-law has always been as white as snow, who knows if he was scared.

Lin Guo was still in a very happy mood. (To be continued.) )