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Above the pavilion

Lan Feng leaned into Hu Tiehua who was standing in the crowd, looked at the people coming and going, stopped and walked, stopped a person from time to time to look at and ask, shook his head and said, "Drunk butterfly, so naïve!" ”。 Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A little red sat on the railing and said, "He's always been like this, hasn't he?" ”。

Chu Liuxiang grabbed Lan Feng and said, "Feng'er let's go!" Lao Hong, that childish ghost is in your hands."

A little red nodded, and suddenly turned around and grabbed Lan Fengtian's wrist.

Lan Fengtian and Chu Liuxiang stopped and said in unison: "What's wrong?" ”。

A little red looked at her and said, "What about mine?" ”。

Lan Feng looked at a little red suspiciously, "What's yours?" ”

Originally, Chu Liuxiang, who was also puzzled, suddenly laughed when she looked at a little red, touched her nose and said, "I didn't expect Lao Hong, you also have how cute you are."

Lan Fengtian looked at Chu Liuxiang even more confused and said, "What are you laughing at, do you know what he wants?" ”。

Chu Liuxiang looked at Lan Feng's ignorant appearance and couldn't help but kiss the corner of her lips and said, "Of course, but you have to let Lao Hong say it herself."

Lan Feng tilted his head to look, his face was dyed a little red, his eyes widened in surprise, grabbed Chu Liuxiang's clothes, shook him and said, "Oh my God! Ice cubes blushed, he and he, actually blushed, what the hell is wrong! ”。

Lan Feng let go of Chu Liuxiang, came to a little red and leaned over, put his right hand on his forehead, put his left hand on his pulse, and said half-loudly: "I'm not sick!" Don't scare me!".

"That's it...... It's for the drunkard," a little red touched his hair unnaturally.

"Huh? ............ "Lan Feng leaned half a loud before he reacted, "No, it's red, are you eating the vinegar of a drunken butterfly?" As he spoke, he fell into a little red's arms, and gently pinched his earlobes with both hands and said, "Dian Hong, why are you so cute!" I'm so cute by you, oops! What to do! ”。

I don't know what to say at all, I can only hold the person in my arms tightly.

Chu Liuxiang couldn't help laughing, leaning on the mahogany fence to support her body trembling with laughter.

Lan Feng returned to normal for a long time, "I gave me something to save my life because there were too many people who were in trouble with the drunken butterfly recently, and he himself was always going straight to the point."

"Also, you don't need to be red!" Lan Feng raised his eyes and looked at a little red.

"Not necessarily, in case ......" A little red talk was interrupted by Lan Fengtian before he finished speaking, "Now, not to mention the people who can hurt your life, there are very few people who can even touch the corners of your clothes, okay?" ”

"So, is it also a mistake to have high martial arts?" A little red muttered.

Lan Feng leaned on tiptoe, kissed a little red lips and said very seriously: "I won't let you and Liuxiang have a chance to get hurt, I'll use my life...... Hmm......".

A little red hurriedly kissed Lan Feng's lips, kissed the rest of her words back, and let go of her for a long time before letting go of her and said: "This sentence should have been said to you by me and Lao Chu, no, we should do it for you, okay, I'll go chase the drunkard." After speaking, he let go of the person in his arms, turned into an afterimage and caught up with Hu Tiehua in the direction where he disappeared.

Lan Feng tilted his lips and smiled in the direction where a little red had disappeared, turned around and fell into another embrace full of tulip fragrance, and then was taken away from the air.

Chu Liuxiang hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his body......

It was dark, and the lights in the Fugui Inn were bright, illuminating every corner of the inn as bright as day.

They don't care about this lamp oil candle money.

The name of this inn is by no means unreasonable, their prices are getting more and more expensive, and of course their boss is getting richer and richer, so it is called the Rich Inn.

How could an inn care about such a small amount of money?

The best room in the Fugui Inn is the "Fu" room, and Hu Tiehua lived in this room that night.

His style has always been very big, who would have thought that this uncle didn't even have a copper coin on him.

This kind of thing even Uncle Hu himself often forgets, how can others think of it?

First of all, he called all the good wine and food into the room, and a table was full, and although it was boring to drink alone, he still drank a lot.

――I don't know what Maple Leaf has become of the old bedbug, no matter what he becomes, even if he turns to ashes, I can recognize it, Lao Hong will definitely not be so boring as the old bedbug, the three of them are too big together, they should act separately.

There was a well-polished bronze mirror in the room, and Hu Tiehua smiled at the mirror.

To show his admiration for himself, he toasted himself again.

At this moment, he suddenly smelled a medicinal fragrance.

Hu Tiehua's amount of alcohol is also admired by even himself.

Now he was a little drunk, but he was still far from being drunk.

His nose is not like Chu Liuxiang's nose, his nose has always been very smart, if he has a friend who drinks five miles away, he can smell it immediately.

It's a pity that the medicinal fragrance is not fragrant at all.

It was a strange smell, a mixture of several very special herbs.

These herbs are used to treat external injuries, and if a person wants to mix all these herbs together and make a medicine to treat injuries, then the injury to this person must not be light.

The place where the medicine was decocted seemed to be in the next room.

If a person is seriously injured and has to take the jar back to his room to fry it, then that person must have many terrible opponents, and probably not even a friend.

It's already a pitiful thing to be seriously injured, and it's even more pitiful to have no friends.

Hu Tiehua suddenly felt very sympathetic to this person, and wanted to go over to accompany him, drink and chat with him, and if his opponent came, maybe he would help him resist for a while.

Fortunately, Uncle Hu's wine has not yet drunk so impulsively, and he has not forgotten that he must not get into any trouble now.

Unfortunately, at this moment, he suddenly heard a "pop" sound from the next room, as if a medicine jar had been broken.

The medicinal fragrance is stronger.

Hu Tiehua was not impulsive yet, but he could still endure it and did not rush over.

He didn't have to rush over anymore.

Because the next room had already rushed over first, not the people in the room, but the whole room. There was a loud "boom", and the wall between the two rooms had been broken through a very large hole, and a person suddenly flew in from the hole, and the two rooms suddenly became one.

The first thing Hu Tiehua saw was a bamboo pole.

A black bamboo pole.

This black bamboo pole was tightly held by a person with a big hand with raised green tendons, but this person could no longer be regarded as a person, at most half of it.

His right arm had already been cut off at shoulder length, his right eye was already blind, and he still had a scar in the shape of a figure of ten on his eye.

Now his left leg is also broken, from above the knee, and it seems that he himself has been cut off.

Because the cut off half of the leg was still there, he sat on the bed against the wall, and this half of the leg was beside him, and most of the black, thin, and extraordinarily long leg had rotted due to the suppuration of the wound.

The wound on his left shoulder was just as bad, the wound was already faintly stenching, and the man who stabbed him didn't know whether it was a blade or a hidden weapon, not only vicious, but also poisonous.

Unexpectedly, he still held on, and he has held on until now, preferring to cut off one of his legs again and continue to hold on.

Although this person is only half a person left, he is still a tough guy.

Now he was surrounded by four men with six weapons. Four calm and cruel people, six weapons that can kill people in a split second.

In such a critical situation, he was still very hard, still holding his black bamboo pole tightly, and he didn't even look scared at all.

There were originally five people who came just now, and the fifth person was the first to hug him, but he used the black bamboo pole in his hand to push it back, and hit the wall all at once.

"Wealth" and "strong" are two completely different things, so the wall of the Fugui Inn was smashed through a big hole by him.

He only saw that this person, who was only half a person left, was still such a tough guy.

His favorite thing in his life is this kind of tough guy.