At this moment, a voice suddenly came out of a bush of peony flowers. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I don't know, Thousand-Faced Boy, are you interested in making a deal with the slave family?"

This voice sounds beautiful, and I don't know what kind of style the owner of this voice should have?

But hearing this, Luo Jiu raised his head vigilantly and looked towards the place where the voice came from.

At this time, his heart was also slightly cold: he didn't know who this woman was, she was actually with such a clever martial arts, if it wasn't for her to speak out. I'm afraid that even he didn't notice her appearance.

A woman came out of the peony bush.

Peony flowers have always been known for their glamorous and boneless, charming and enchanting.

Even if the flower color is moon-white, it can't hide the charm in its bones.

And the woman who came out was even more beautiful than this peony flower.

She was wearing a moon-white bandeau dress, which was decorated with a few pale pink wood hibiscus flowers.

It stands to reason that this wood hibiscus flower, no matter what color it is, should be clean and elegant, just like a lady, delicate but smart.

But this flower, on this woman's body, has added a little more graceful color.

"Mrs. Fan. Luo Jiu calmed down slightly.

He sneered in his heart, this person is really an old acquaintance.

"Who else should Luo Jiu be? Why, Mrs. Fan doesn't stay in your Fan Yun Pavilion and thinks about Lang Jun. Will you take care of your body, but you will come out?"

Luo Jiu looked at this Mrs. Fan, his eyes were calm, but the tone of his voice was too harsh and ugly.

But this Yin Luo was not angry.

She had heard a lot of such words in Fengyue as early as before, and she wouldn't have paid much attention to it at all.

So Yin Luo just smiled slightly, and with his slender, pale and even somewhat transparent fingers, he gently stroked one of the most abundant flowers in the peony bush.

She said lightly: "The slave family has already reconciled with that Qin Shen. It won't drag him down anymore. You don't have to. What's more, personal grievances are no longer very important. The slave family came here to discuss serious matters with you, and I believe that you will be very, very interested. ”

When Luo Jiu heard Yin Luo say this, his face became serious.

After all, in his eyes, although this Yin Luo has always been a misbehaving, water-based poplar, he still won't joke about big things in the end.

She said he would be interested?

With such an affirmation, what should it be?

So that she can have such sufficient self-confidence?

Luo Jiu groaned slightly, and was about to speak, but a voice sounded.

"I don't know how. The pavilion master can talk about it together. ”

The voice is languid, magnetic, and warm.

But hearing this voice, Luo Jiutong Yin Luo's faces changed.

When did this man come, they didn't even find out!

Yin Luo and Luo Jiu looked at the person with solemn expressions.

But the man was very lazy, leaning limply against the wall, as if he had no bones.

He was obviously a little surprised when he saw Yin Luo and Luo Jiu's expressions as if they were facing a great enemy: "Hey, this king just took a casual look, and saw you two lonely men and widows, alone in one place, melons and fields. Now, a good thing has been broken by this king, and you should not be killed. ”

"Moyi, what are you doing here? ”

Hearing this, Luo Jiu spoke angrily.

"Look, look. Mo Yi stretched out the white jade fan he was holding in his hand and nodded at Luo Jiu and Yin Luo.

"This one, two, murderous, vicious. It's not that you want to kill your mouth, but you still want to take this king with you to do this unruly thing?"

Mo Yi's tone was surprised, his eyes were frightened, faintly, but he still revealed a little innocence, as if these two people really wanted to pull him and do something.

"You ... ”。 Luo Jiu was originally a cynical character, but at this time, he was angry with Mo Yi's words.

"You, what are you?"

When Mo Yi heard this, she withdrew her fan with a "brush", with some dissatisfaction in her expression.