Volume 1 Four Stars_Chapter 1081 Late at night, disaster struck

After all the guests left Liu's new house, Liu Kun couldn't wait to walk to the remote wing, his footsteps were windy, and everyone seemed to be about to leap up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Liu Kun has never married a wife, not because he is pure-hearted and has few desires, but the wife he wants to marry must be his assistant, which will bring him good luck and opportunities.

But such a person, how difficult it is to meet, dragged on until he was forty or fifty years old, and he was still an old bachelor.

As for physiological needs, there will be at least ten girls in Liu Kun's house, and I'm afraid that they won't be able to solve it?

Even some girls will die on the bed, and no one cares, and this is also the sadness of this era.

Liu Kun pretended to be calm and stood at the door of the wing, he raised his hand and wanted to push the door open, but he paused, glanced at the maid and the housekeeper beside him, and said, "Go back, tomorrow morning, remember to do things well." ā€

"Yes."

Respectfully saluting, the maidservant and the family turned to leave.

All around, the needle drop can be heard, and everything is quiet.

Liu Kun's hand was on the door, and he pushed the door open with all his strength.

The dark eyes suddenly contracted, and there were puzzles, doubts, and a little fear in their eyes.

The scene that caught his eye was not the vivid color he thought, but more than a dozen men, men, or muscular, tall and tall, or thin and tall, with affectionate eyebrows and eyes, when the door was opened, they all looked towards Liu Kun, like a lion and tiger in the jungle found its prey, flashing a faint beam, and then pounced.

Liu Kun beat the drum in his heart, and when he was about to activate the aura in the dantian, he noticed that his limbs were weak.

He was drugged in his drink!

Liu Kun's eyes widened, cold sweat overflowed on his forehead, and goosebumps appeared on his body, he finally understood why Ye Qingge told him the story of the broken sleeve.

From beginning to end, it was Ye Qingge who was calculating him, smiling and watching him step by step into the abyss and smug.

Liu Kun collapsed to the ground weakly, grabbed by the wrist by one of the strong men, dragged him in rudely, and then closed the door and locked it.

Liu Kun slammed on the bed, his heart was pounding, his heart was full of fear, full of rejection, but he didn't have any strength.

In order to have a good performance in front of Yin Liangsha tonight, he even sniffed a little snake venom, and had smoked potpourri for a long time as early as the banquet, not to mention that the house was full of potpourri incense, and the fiery feelings that were already about to stir were out of control.

The sound of clothes tearing, in the quiet of the night, is incomparably beautiful.

And this is the nightmare of Liu Kun's life.

The guards patrolling outside the house, hearing the loud noise in the room, glanced at each other, and it was self-evident that they all joked: "This Lord Liu, when he is old and strong, he is forty or fifty years old, and he still has so much strength, I see, we all have to look up to Lord Liu." ā€

"It's too loud, isn't it? Could something be going on inside? ā€

"What could happen? Haven't you heard Lord Liu say before, no matter what happens, you are not allowed to step into the room for half a step before dawn, unless you want to die. ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ā€

The guards teased as they walked by.

Liu Kun in the room, naked/naked, the red curtain swayed with the breeze coming in through the window lattice, Liu Kun only felt that he was deep in the dark red hell, there was no hope, all the tenacity and forbearance were broken at this moment.

He's done.

On the other side, Gong Yaozu, who had passed out due to the pain of a broken arm, was sent back to the General's Mansion early.

Gong Yaozu was lying on the side of the bed, with a high fever, and Yue Yingzi, the only hostess in the house, was busy taking care of him.

It took a long time for Gong Yaozu's consciousness to gradually wake up.

"General." Yue Yingzi opened her mouth happily.

Gong Yaozu's face was pale, his lips were dry, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and when Yue Yingzi appeared in his field of vision, he was gradually gentle like water.

I have to say that this Yue Yingzi was born very beautifully, dressed in gold-embroidered clothes, the twin peonies embroidered on the shoulders are finely stitched, full of blooming, cinnabar scarlet between the eyebrows, peach blossom eyes with affection, red and tender red lips, thousands of charming and charming styles, and a little green and shy, pure and moving.

"Sakura ......" Gong Yaozu is like a gossamer.

"Ye Qingge is a ruthless person, why should we provoke her?" Yue Yingzi twisted the corners of the quilt for her and sat on the edge of the bed.

Gong Yaozu closed his eyes of hatred and said: "Sakura, do you know, what I hate the most in my life is the night terror, I am not under him in terms of using soldiers and arranging the formation, I am an iron bone, I have been fighting for many years, and I was born and died for the dawn people, why do they only recognize the god of war and the night terror?" And I'm just a dispensable general? The Night Terror is dead, and I am the god of war in their hearts! ā€

Yue Yingzi pursed her lips and looked at Gong Yaozu distressedly, "Why should the general bother with the dead? ā€

Gong Yaozu opened his eyes suddenly, red and terrifying: "I'm not scheming with him, I'm unwilling, unwilling!" ā€

Yue Yingzi was startled, and her eyes dodged.

"Sakurako, I'm sorry, it's me who lost control." Gong Yaozu stretched out his only left arm with pity and wrapped his arms around Yue Yingzi's neck, and Yue Yingzi lay on Gong Yaozu's strong chest.

With the warm fragrance of nephrite in his arms, smelling the faint bamboo fragrance on Yue Yingzi's body, Gong Yaozu's expression was no longer so hideous and distorted.

"Sakurako, when I avenge this broken arm, I will marry you and return home." Gong Yaozu said.

"Can't the general give up his hatred for Sakurako?" Yue Yingzi raised her eyes and looked at Gong Yaozu helplessly.

"Can't!" Gong Yaozu's eyelids twitched a few times, "A manly husband has revenge and revenge, how can he steal his life?" ā€

"General......

Boom!

Yue Yingzi wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a sudden sound.

Steady footsteps sounded outside, the closed door was kicked open, and Chen Lin stood at the door with three men with the strength of the Second Sword Spirit Master, staring at the two people on the bed with cold eyes.

Yue Yingzi subconsciously stood up, Gong Yaozu wanted to sit, but inadvertently pulled the wound of the broken arm, gasped, and Yue Yingzi hurriedly helped Gong Yaozu to sit down.

Gong Yaozu's face was terrifyingly pale, and the lines of his lips deepened like ravines, faintly white, dry and cracked.

He looked at Chen Lin, who was not smiling, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, so he asked, "Lord Chen Lin came to visit the General's Mansion late at night, why is that?" ā€

"You're Yue Yingzi?" Chen Lin ignored Gong Yaozu, but turned his head to look at Yue Yingzi, his eyes were extremely gloomy.

"Exactly." Yue Yingzi lowered her head and responded.

Chen Lin pulled her lips and snorted lightly, "Search!" ā€

After saying that, the guards behind the three men immediately walked in, searched the house, crackled, and broke things all over the place.

Gong Yaozu's face turned completely black, "Chen Lin, what do you mean by this?" ā€

"Gong Yaozu, do you still have the face to ask me? You know what you have done in your own heart, and now Elder Qin is angry, and if you ask you, if you know each other, you will take out the Emperor Ji Tianyan, otherwise, I am afraid that you will not be able to see the sun tomorrow. Chen Lin stared at Gong Yaozu and said contemptuously, a beam of hatred burst out of his eyes.

Looking at the twin peonies embroidered on Yue Yingzi's shoulders, Chen Lin's whole body seemed to be burning with a monstrous murderous aura, "Oh, yes, and you, a little slut who scratches your head, just sell it to the Qinglou and enjoy the blessing of thousands of people riding on the pillows of thousands of people, how about it?" ā€