…… Hey, have you ever felt a chill in your back?

"No, I'll give it when I knock it down."

"Isn't it okay to meet? Isn't it okay to touch? Isn't it okay to rub it? Isn't it okay to chop and chop? Isn't voyeurism okay? Can't you take a bath......"

"If you don't give it, you will give it when you fall down."

"Would you like a monthly pass to relieve my worries?"

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……

When she said this, she suddenly felt a chill in her back.

Jing Hengbo resisted the desire to vomit, leaned over slightly, picked his chin with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Would you like to undress me from the cold?" ”

"The girl's clothes are thin, but cold?" He raised his head and imitated a cold and noble smile, but unfortunately his face was like a pig's head, which affected his beauty very much.

She's a queen, and she's so beautiful, she deserves his attention.

Of course, he thought, he wouldn't say. He will not reveal the identity of the queen, he will be gentle with her, make up for her, and win her heart.

Thinking that he had managed to gain the attention of the queen so quickly, he felt a faint smugness in his heart, thinking about the bad attitude of those people towards him before, if those people knew that he had won the favor of the queen, would they dare to treat him like that?

Wouldn't he have a chance?

Doesn't this mean that the Rakshasa Master's inference is correct, and the queen has special feelings for the person with this face?

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered Guanjiachuan, he met the queen, and the queen really noticed him, and quietly followed, coming to see him in the middle of the night.

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

He shouted halfway, but as if he suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly shut up, but there was a look of surprise on his face, and he couldn't hide his pride.

Li Hanyu was stunned again, thought about it, and exclaimed: "Are you ...... Female ......"

"But you look a lot like me...... Old friend. Jing Hengbo showed a melancholy expression, "When I saw you in the afternoon, I paid attention, but how did you become like this at night?" ”

Li Hanyu looked disappointed.

"I don't know." She waved her hand.

Li Hanyu listened to her familiar tone and was stunned, "...... Girl...... Do you know me? ”

She knocked on the window with a smile, propped her elbows, and said, "Hey, what's wrong with your face?" ”

Jing Hengbo sat by the window, paying attention to the change in Li Hanyu's expression, and smiled coldly in his heart.

His heart moved, and his breathing couldn't help but be slightly short.

There was no hostility on the goddess's face, there was a faint curiosity and inquiry.

It wasn't until she knocked on the lattice that he woke up suddenly, opened his mouth, and suddenly hated his face beyond recognition.

For a moment, he felt that he was being looked down upon by the goddess, and he was intoxicated in the other party's eyes that were as leisurely as the sea, as bright as a clear lake, but as charming as the rising sun.

I don't know when the woman in the snowy purple silk sat in front of the window, she was looking down at him slightly, the lantern in the distance was faint, and her backlit face seemed to shine naturally.

He looked up, suffocating.

At the same time, the corner of his eyes swept a corner of snow-white silk, embroidered with dotted rhombic flowers, dancing leisurely in the night breeze.

He suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, rich but not vulgar, noble and unrestrained, reminiscent of peonies blooming in summer.

Li Hanyu was sitting by the window, dipping the plaster in the bottle with a wooden stick, and carefully applying his face, he worked on his face, and he didn't dare to be a little sloppy.

In the night, her back was like a Guanghan fairy floating down and landed on Li Hanyu's window lattice.

Jing Hengbo's bun has been dismantled, and at this time it is simply scattered, lined with a snow-white skirt flowing like a fairy, which is different from before.

Li Hanyu hasn't slept yet, the lights are still bright, he was beaten into a pig's head today, and naturally he couldn't sleep well.

Jing Hengbo wore the dress that was as beautiful as a queen and ran to Li Hanyu's house.

……

In a moment, a hand reached out and gently pressed the quilt.

The bed is quiet, and the quilt covers the person from his head.

She quickly got dressed, put a quilt on Mr. Mu's head, and went out through the window.

Jing Hengbo felt that he had really become a psychopath.

It's still quiet behind the scenes.

She shrugged her shoulders and continued to wear it, turning her head sharply as she tied her skirt.

Jing Hengbo was wearing clothes, and he always felt that someone was peeking behind him, so he turned around suddenly, and Mr. Mu fell asleep quietly on the bed.

Do not covet good things, or you will not overdo it.

His gaze flickered a few times, and he retracted it well.

Someone quietly opened his eyes and watched her back, the wide coat flicked off her fingertips, her waist was as soft as a willow, but not as weak as a willow, the curve was full of time-tested tightness and elasticity, and when her eyes fell, it seemed that she was about to be excited to bounce away.

took off the little girl's clothes, and inside was the underwear she asked Zirui to help her, which was different from the wide and fat underwear of the Great Wilderness, and it fit closely. The light of the hut was dim, outlining her figure.

This is an ordinary room in an ordinary courtyard, naturally there are no cubicles, she hides behind the tent and hurriedly changes her clothes.

She took off the wrap of her clothes that was tied to her waist and changed into the purple silk of the snowsuit she had brought back earlier.

Mr. Mu still didn't wake up, Jing Hengbo didn't bother to care about him, sneered and went to change her clothes, she still had something to do.

How can there be a thing of wearing a three-layer mask, and it will suffocate people to death.

When she helped him tie his neckline, she didn't know why, so she lay on his neck again, rubbing and rubbing...... After being busy for a long time, I couldn't get out the seams again, so I had to stop my hand, and I couldn't help but slap myself again, scolding myself for not changing.

Jing Hengbo was stunned for a long time before he turned around and prepared to pack up Mr. Mu's clothes, lest he wake up and think that he had been forced.

She is no longer alone, she now carries the hope and future of many people.

I can't think of it, I can't think of it. She still has a long way to go, she still has to be the queen of Heishuize, she wants to fight back to the emperor song, she wants to be the queen of the great wilderness, she wants to go crazy and wait until she is angry to death, she can't be held back by senseless emotions now, which affects her judgment.

"Nima, do I really love so much? Or is the hatred so deep? Talking to herself, she gave herself another slap.

She was stunned for a long time, raised her hand and slapped herself, and sighed.

Maybe she was crazy a long time ago, but it's normal to be crazy, it's just that everyone doesn't see it.

Jing Hengbo cried and laughed, feeling that he must have gone crazy.

Ever since she came out of the Emperor Song, this ghost feeling has lingered and haunted her until now.

That feeling of not knowing whether to be disappointed or rejoicing is here again.

The heart thumped back to its place.

With such an eye-catching face, Jing Hengbo felt that his eyes were dark.

And the corners of the lips are naturally shy and laugh lines, like euphemerals, mysterious and pure, tempting.

It is as beautiful as an epiphany that suddenly blooms on a rainy night.

A handsome and elegant face under the dark light.

There was only a corner left to be revealed, and her heart was about to jump out of her throat, she simply stopped, took a breath, and scolded, "Inexplicable!" ", suddenly uncovered.

What should the face under the mask look like this time?

She lifted the mask gently, and her heart suddenly beat hard.

There is also a mask under the mask, which is the inspiration she got from reading martial arts novels in her modern life, the classic plot in Gu Long's novels.

But when I rubbed this powder, I really couldn't see the seam on my neck - it was still a mask!

This powder is quite sticky, sticking to the skin, and it can only be rubbed off, so that it is not washed off in the bath.

Aren't you afraid it's white enough?

This guy's chest is actually powdered!

Raising her hand, her fingertips whitened, and she snorted and almost laughed.

She rubbed and rubbed and rubbed and ......rubbed and

The natural texture of his chest was distinct, smooth and smooth like marble, but she felt that something was wrong and couldn't help but reach out and rub it.

She looked at his neck, and didn't notice that in an instant, his earlobes were red like coral beads.

The back of his ears was white, the pale blue of his skin, and there were no seams, and she looked up a little disappointed, and her lips brushed against his ear.

The light was poor, and she didn't realize that she had ripped off his clothes and almost pressed her face against his chest.

This made her a little irritable, and she couldn't afford to light the lamp, so she leaned her face over and looked closely at his neck and behind his ears, which were covered with a mask, and there might be seams between his neck and behind his ears.

Thinking of it, she immediately untied his neckline, the neckline was not tightly tied, the button was loose, I don't know why, she suddenly remembered the tight high collar, and the pale golden pearl.

The face was handsome in the dark light, but it felt strange no matter how she looked at it, and she suddenly thought—maybe, this is still a mask?

She sat on the edge of the bed, her mood was quite complicated, Mr. Mu was strictly speaking, her enemy, among the objects she wanted to punish, there should have been him, who knew that in the end, he saved him by mistake.

Jing Hengbo put Mr. Mu on the bed and quietly looked at his sleeping face, she didn't know how to heal her injuries, and she didn't have any medicine to treat internal injuries at hand, so she could only wait for him to wake up by himself.

The two guards in front of her house were already asleep, and she led people in without anyone noticing.

Back in that courtyard, there was still no one, she knew that there were Fire Alliance, Rakshasa Gate, and Yan Gang, and the leader was from Rakshasa Gate, and now that Rakshasa had an accident, the Rakshasa Gate must not be stable, these people may not be able to pull away for the time being, just convenient for her to save people.

She thought about it, the so-called saving half of people is the same as going to bed, it's all cheating, let's take it back first.

She looked closely at his neck and didn't see any seams.

Beneath the mask was the face of a handsome young man, slightly pale, and did not look unusual.

She didn't hesitate to remove the silver mask.

Is this one......

She looked down, and the man in her arms was quietly dizzy, and the silver mask was wet.

Take? She still needs to hide her identity, how can she bring someone? This person's identity is still like this, and it will be discovered in minutes.

Drop him? It's a good idea, but it seems a bit hard to do.

Send him back to his main altar? She didn't know where.

She teleported out of the Jade Tower with Mr. Mu, but she didn't decide what to do next.

That shadow is naturally Jing Hengbo.

The alleys on a rainy night are clear and long, the distant lights reflect the ground in oil, and the wild cats on the walls leap to and fro with ease, always competing with a shadow for speed, but losing every time.

……

He turned around, rushed anxiously to the door, and said to the guards waiting outside: "Sir has been assassinated, and he has been taken captive by the assassins!" Gather all your subordinates and hunt down the Assassins! ”

However, at this moment, he has to go on, if Mr. Mu does not die, he will die a miserable death immediately.

He was a little uneasy, how many good ends could he have when dealing with these people?

As for what kind of affection and righteousness - after mixing in the black water tank of tortoiseshell for a long time, the rivers and lakes are no longer clean rivers and lakes. Maybe the low-level gangsters also pay attention to the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, but when it comes to these big guys, they advocate unscrupulous means, and what they are good at is turning their faces and being ruthless.

What to say about the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, and what to say about grievances. The word is sharp, and people are not as good as dogs. In the final analysis, it was just because everyone had accepted Mr. Mu's love before, and they were afraid that they would be coerced by him to repay him in the future, so they simply attacked first, killed people in their own territory, and pushed it to the assassin without knowing it. From now on, you don't need to accept Mr. Mu's favor, you don't need to thank you, you can also divide the Shadow Pavilion, how good.

He had to thank him. glanced at these bigwigs who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and a faint sense of contempt rose up in my heart.

"Mr. Mu ran away." He said, "You did it." Chop the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows. You know what to do. Of course, we'll do you a little favor privately. ”

On the other side, Yang Jia seemed to see his uneasiness, the corners of his mouth slanted slantedly, and he smiled gloomily.

He thought that Mr. Mu might not die just now, and the woman who saved him was so magical, and he couldn't help but have a faint shadow on his heart.

It's just that......

When drowsiness met a hot pillow, he agreed without much hesitation. He is about to die, and he needs a backer.

Mr. Mu only brought him, he was the only cronie who entered the building, and he was the only one who was most likely to make a move.

Before he could think clearly, the overlords of the rivers and lakes found him, just now, after something happened at the banquet and Mr. Mu agreed to soak in the hot soup, these people who acted quickly made him half threatening and half luring him, and let him kill Mr. Mu.

Do you strike first, or do you find a way to remedy it?

As soon as he returns, will he find out about his secret sale of the Shadow Pavilion? He was very frightened, although he didn't have much direct contact with Mr. Mu, he was able to take root in this kind of place, and he was definitely not a person.

However, what he didn't expect was that the other party bought such an important secret, but he didn't immediately make a move on the Shadow Pavilion, the Shadow Pavilion was still proper, and Mr. Mu was coming back.

In any case, selling these secrets for a large sum of money is equivalent to paving a way out for himself, and with this money, he can attack and retreat.

He didn't know who the buyer was, and he wanted to know who was there, but he wasn't interested in listening. Being in the rivers and lakes, well versed in the rules of the rivers and lakes, not hearing much, not hearing much, not saying much, saving your life is important.

In his rage, he sold some of the Shadowcourt's important secrets to a mysterious client. Including the distribution of the hall, the incision code, the personnel setting, the structural composition, these key things of a gang, he sold them at a high price.

Of course not.

Is the foundation he worked so hard to lay to make wedding dresses for others like this?

So what is he?

It is said that he will take over the whole and settle in the tortoiseshell.

However, Mr. Mu returned.

Originally, he was also used to this model, above 10,000 people under the Shadow Pavilion, and even he was the real pavilion master - Xian Yuqing was an honest man, not interested in power and management, and he often went out, and his mind was on Mr. Mu. Most of the chores in the cabinet are in his hands.

The Shadow Pavilion was established by Mr. Mu, but for so many years, it was developed by him and Xian Yu Qing. Mr. Mu has not been in the tortoiseshell for many years, and he has appeared very few times, although he has been remotely controlling the affairs of the tortoiseshell, but the top and bottom of the shadow pavilion recognize only him and Xian Yuqing.

What does he want? Naturally, it is the identity of the Shadow Pavilion Pavilion Lord, and the status of the future overlord of the rivers and lakes.

Lei Shengyu bowed humbly, without a trace of betrayal in his eyes.

"Well done." Yang Jia, the leader of the Jade Belt Gang, patted Lei Shengyu on the shoulder, "You will get what you want." ”

The overlords of the rivers and lakes all took a deep look at Lei Shengyu.

The leader of the jade belt gang with the waist of the water snake walked over to Lei Shengyu, with a faint smile in his eyes.

"Yes."

"This woman is weird, let someone investigate." Almost all the overlords of the rivers and lakes issued such orders to their subordinates.

After a moment of extreme silence in the room, everyone barely returned to normal.

……

The mysterious ghostly woman, along with Mr. Mu, disappeared in full view of everyone again.

The bath was empty, and only the mist swam silently.

Everyone looked at each other again, and a chill rose from the bottom of their hearts.

There was a sharp sound of snatching, the wall skin and water splashed, and a layer of black arrow shafts soon floated on the surface of the bath, not stained with blood.

The shrill shouts added to the chaos, and the rain of arrows pierced the pale white mist and shot over the bath.

The people in the bath, regardless of the image, began to rush outward, and someone shouted: "Shoot arrows!" Shoot the arrows! ”

With a wave of her hand, she grabbed his clothes and wrapped them around him.

Mr. Mu hadn't woken up yet, and he didn't know how the injury had endured.

This will be the land on which she will stand, and she wants to be subdued, not destroyed.

The bloody wind of fighting for power and profit generated during the exchange of blood will also affect the stability of the tortoiseshell, and the blood of the tortoiseshell is already the blood of the rivers and lakes, and if all the blood cannot be replaced violently, the tortoiseshell will die.

If you kill the emperor, you just have to change the emperor again. Kill these scoop handles, and soon there will be new ones.

Is it useful to kill these people?

Jing Hengbo can manipulate the dagger at this time, and she is thinking about Mr. Mu's words.

The shopkeeper standing at the front had a gloomy expression, they found Jing Hengbo and deliberately brought her here, wanting to eradicate it in one fell swoop with an ambush in the compartment, who knew that this person was too magical, and whoever met him would suffer.

Someone rushed in from outside, all the weapons in their hands, but they didn't dare to fire. In order to show calmness, the bigwigs didn't bring weapons, and if they used force at this moment, they would be injured.

Some of the big guys rushed out naked, and some people wanted to fight back, but her figure was too weird, and she really floated around like a ghost.

The head in the water was floating and sinking, all of which were her stepping stones, and she stepped on those white or black bodies like a disgusting pig.

I'm stepping on it! I'm stepping on it! I stomp on it!

"How dare this figure come out and show it? Go down! ”

Thinking so, her arms were folded, hugging him tightly, and she looked down at the group of big guys who were crawling up naked, with evil eyes.

She really wanted to let go, it should be cool to see him floating and sinking underwater, who told him to ruin her good deeds just now?

The man's lips in his arms were as pale as a spring cherry.

What now? Thrown?

This subconscious is not very good.

She hugged him, a little stunned, thinking that she had just appeared in his direction, wouldn't it be subconsciously just to catch him?

She looked down and saw that Mr. Mu had fainted, and there was blood on the corner of his lips.

She was so carried by the weight that she fell down, and the head that she stepped on underneath sank into the water again.

With a bang, Mr. Mu fell into her arms.

Jing Hengbo didn't want to take it, but he sent it to the gods and stretched out his hands.

In mid-air, his long wet hair fell down, and his posture was light, like a flying feather about to break.

"Huh." With a sound, a figure flew towards her, it was Mr. Mu who was slapped with a palm.

"Idiot! I could kill you the first time, and of course I always will! ”

In the mist, she smashed through the screen, stepped on the waves, and stepped on the heads of the big guys in the water.

The next moment she appeared above the bath.

In the compartment, Jing Hengbo's figure was gone.

Before the laughter was over, a cry of surprise, "...... What about people? ”

"Idiot! You've been stabbing in the box, and you think we're going to be defenseless in the future? ”

A wild laugh rang out outside.

Almost at the same time as Mr. Mu was attacked, before Jing Hengbo could move, there was a bang, and countless swords suddenly popped out on the wall behind her and the bed board on her side, cutting down at her!

"Smack." With a dull sound of flesh colliding, Mr. Mu tilted his head back, and was hit upside down by this palm, and a mouthful of blood spewed in mid-air, spraying down the bath like rain.

Mr. Mu Huo Ran raised his head, his eyes were shocked, and he wanted to break free, but the hands holding him on both sides suddenly became as powerful as iron tongs, clamping him and couldn't move!

Lei Shengyu's palm suddenly slapped forward and slapped it towards Mr. Mu's chest!

The hand is about to touch that moment.

The rest of the people sitting on the edge of the pool held Mr. Mu's arm.

Lei Shengyu's hand was able to catch his outstretched hand.

Mr. Mu leaned out of the pool halfway.

Jing Hengbo's heart suddenly jumped.

Mr. Mu came out of the pool, he was not good at walking, he could usually perform light skills, but it was not very convenient to get up in the water, Lei Shengyu hurriedly went to pick it up, and the few people sitting by the pool also smiled and came over to take a hand.

Someone in the pool smiled angrily: "Go quickly, we will come out later, drink tea and chat together, if you like it, find a good girl to accompany you for fun." ”

After soaking for a while, someone was too hot and sat on the edge of the pool, and after a while, Mr. Mu said: "I am weak under the body, and I will soak in the hot pool for a short time, and this will get up." ”

They were talking about the division of power in the Rakshasa Gate, testing Mr. Mu, who had not said anything, seemed to be concentrating on taking a bath, occasionally responding to one or two sounds, his voice was even lazier, rustling with a somewhat nasal sound, like a finger on the sandpaper, sharpening his heart to itch.

The body is hazy, like a bright moon mist, reflecting everything in the world, and even can sense the movement outside.

No one had come in the room, and she closed her eyes slightly, taking advantage of the opportunity to breathe.

There was still a while to take a bath outside, and she saw Mr. Mu's second protector, loyally guarding the side of the pool, repeatedly smiling and refusing the invitation of others to wash together, and he looked very observant.

What do you think!

Jing Hengbo sneered and slapped her head again, she hated herself more and more now.

He'll spit it out.

The snow on the top of the mountain is on the moon, and I don't even want to be contaminated with the dust of the world, let alone go into the pool to bathe with this group of reckless and stinky people.

She shook her head - how could it be!

As for him......

Pei Shu would drive everyone away or kill her, pull her and let her watch him wash and watch him take off.

Yeluqi must wash it, he must take it off, he doesn't care about anything, he will take revenge after he finishes it with a smile.

In the laughter, she hugged her arms, a little crazy, and suddenly thought about those people around her, if they meet this occasion, will they wash it? Do you want to take it off?

There was a sound of water, there was a burst of laughter in the pool, and someone said loudly: "Xiao Mu, the old man has never seen a bath in pants in his life, and you are the first." ”

She hated herself for having a bunch of things in her head all day. Too weak.

Jing Hengbo didn't care about appreciating this scene, she already loved to watch Mr. Bodybuilder and the like, but inexplicably, her smooth chest suddenly ruined her mood.

There was a faint grunt, like the sound of swallowing saliva, and I don't know if anyone in this group of bigwigs has the problem of broken sleeves.

His skin is glowing and warm in a light mist, reminiscent of a pearl that glows on its own in the dark night.

She immediately didn't plan to look at it again, staggered her eyes, and the corner of her eyes swept until he took off his clothes and handed them to Lei Shengyu, with his arms up, pulling away his slender but not thin bodyline, a smooth and thin waist, leaning forward slightly flexibly and gracefully.

She saw a collarbone straight, white and firm skin, and down to the same smooth chest...... There are no scars.

The fog was thick, his clothes were lightly unbuttoned, his buttoned posture was gentle, and his fingers were slender and delicate.

She saw that he was untying the last layer of snow-white underwear, and she subconsciously wanted to look away, but she didn't know why, she didn't turn away.

On the opposite side of the hollow screen, a group of light pigs, but the first thing she saw was that Mr. Mu was undressing.

She glanced over and was stunned.

She put her clothes away, turned around, and the bath was opposite.

The more chaotic the territory, the more sought after this kind of enjoyment will be, it is not easy to survive, and it should be enjoyed in time.

Jing Hengbo felt that these procedures were similar to the club-style baths of the modern world. It seems that no matter how much time and space is separated, the way for men to enjoy themselves will be born naturally, and different paths will end up in the same place.

When she arrived at the bath, the steward ordered her to bring her clothes into the changing room, which was next to the bath, and was blocked by several openwork screens. The steward asked her to put her clothes next to each bed, and then watched the rhythm of the bigwigs taking a bath over there, boiled water in advance to make tea and waited, and when the bigwigs came up from the pool, they had to prepare all the tea and clothes, and then withdrew.

When she followed the steward to the bath in the front building, she gradually followed a few people behind her, but no one approached her, and it seemed that they just went to run errands together.

Jing Hengbo responded and lifted the box, fortunately, it was all clothes, not heavy. The box was just enough to cover her face.

"Oh." Jing Hengbo agreed in a rough voice, got up and went out, the man dressed up, didn't look at her, pointed to a box next to him and said, "This is the clothes for the distinguished guests to change, you help me move over." ”

As soon as she finished sitting down, someone came in and beckoned to her in the mist, "Wang Er, there is a person waiting for you in front, you go." ”

She changed her clothes, removed the hairpin rings and tied up her hair, hid the person in the dark, and tied her skirt into a small bag, hiding it under the wide coarse cloth clothes, which she kept and were useful.

No one notices that everyone is doing their own thing.

The room was full of heat, and one could not be seen, Jing Hengbo calmly hid behind a cauldron, took off his skirt, and changed into the yellow cloth clothes of the little maid.

The outermost person who bowed down to add firewood only felt a slight chill behind him, as if there was a sound of wind, and then he didn't know anything.

Jing Hengbo dodged into the furnace room where the water was boiling.

……

It's just that the speed at which he undresses is very slow.

The quality of his clothes is also very good, at first glance it is not surprising, but if you look closely, either the materials are strange, or the embroidery is unique, there is a kind of low-key luxury.

Mr. Mu took off his clothes very calmly, his posture was very good-looking, and he was well-born at first glance, and his upbringing was deeply rooted in the bone marrow.

The bigwigs soaked in the pool, making vulgar jokes on each other, and their eyes were aimed at him intentionally or unintentionally.

He began to undress, and this pool was for everyone to "be honest", so there was not even a stripping partition.

"I bathed later, but since you have sincerely invited, the younger brother naturally does not dare to refuse."

The mist rose and floated around Mr. Mu, his face was a little unclear, and his pupils were shining black in the pale white mist.

The bigwigs laughed, and in the rough laughter, there was a faint temptation.

"Look at Mr. Mu's fine skin and tender meat, it can't be the girl's family's disguise, right?"

"Aren't you embarrassed? Everybody's a man! ”

The people who soaked in the pool all showed comfortable expressions, and a few of them patted the back of the water and greeted Mr. Mu with a smile: "Mr. Mu, come on, you're welcome!" ”

Everyone was stuck with vegetable soup oil stains, and they were already uncomfortable, and when they saw that the hot water was ready, they couldn't wait to take off the naked pigs and go into the water one by one.

The large pool of hot water poured in waves, steaming hot, almost obscuring everyone's face.

The Shadow Pavilion gave up the division of the Rakshasa forces, and everyone was overjoyed.

The bigwigs were still very satisfied with Mr. Mu, because he modestly said that as a junior, his foundation was still shallow, and he had no plans to expand for the time being, and he would not intervene in the affairs of the Rakshasa Gate.

It is necessary to grab the land as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too late to wait until the rest of the deputy masters of the Rakshasa Gate take the opportunity to come out and grab the throne of the door master, and reorganize the mountains and rivers before starting.

Rakshasa had an accident and had already been sent back. The decline of the Rakshasa Gate was almost predictable. So when they were sorting out their clothes just now, the bigwigs had already reached a preliminary agreement on dividing up the territory and power of the Rakshasa Gate.

They're actually in a good mood.

The overlord of the rivers and lakes is the overlord of the rivers and lakes, although his clothes and face were splashed with a mess, and he had to take a good shower before he was embarrassed to go out, but at this moment he has resumed talking and laughing.

The bigwigs expressed rare tolerance for this, in addition to refusing the guard's request to push the wheelchair, they did not express their opinion on Lei Shengyu's wheelchair pushing, and even invited him to take a bath together.

It is said that this cronies can't stay, and the bigwigs are all alone, just because Mr. Mu is in an inconvenient situation and needs someone to push a wheelchair.

It's the rule. When the overlord of the rivers and lakes gathers, he is not allowed to bring his subordinates, and he can only keep a cronie with a high status to show respect for others.

Since entering the Jade Tower, Mr. Mu's guards, like the rest of the big guys, have stayed outside the door, and only the second protector Lei Shengyu has been by his side.

The group was heading towards the pool, which was mixed with the sound of wheelchairs, and the second protector Lei Shengyu personally pushed Mr. Mu's wheelchair.

When the bigwigs want to express their trust and talk about something that is not suitable for talking about in broad daylight, they will come to the door with good neighborliness.

The so-called friendship is deep to the depths, and we should be honest with each other. When you take off your clothes, they are all slick white pigs, and no one can hurt anyone.

The design of the pool is simple, it is a large square pool with a dome on top, the pool is the size of two rooms, and the hot water is heated by the furnace room next to it, and then piped in.

The big pool in the west of the Yulou is connected with a row of quiet rooms, wooden corridors and small windows, all the facilities are complete, and the layout is extremely elegant, for the bigwigs to take a bath, what should they do.

The people of the Great Wilderness love to take a bath, especially in this place. Because of the black water, the air of the tortoiseshell is not very good, in the current words, there is haze, containing trace amounts of toxins, so large families pay great attention to bathing in the medicine pool, and the toxins accumulated in the body are discharged by steaming.

In the west building of the Jade Building, there is a large pool specially set up, which is specially designed for the bigwigs to take a hot bath, talk about their hearts, drink tea, and sleep after drinking.

……

Then let Your Majesty and I serve alone.

Do you want to wait for a few more ladies after washing?

And what are these bastards going to do? Bath, massage, sauna, etc.?

In the future, this shadow pavilion, in this complex tortoiseshell, can be regarded as a foothold.

Today, those people owe him a life, and the most important righteousness in the rivers and lakes, no matter how unwilling he is, he has to admit it on the surface.

Hehe, Lao Mu Jin'er was originally a Hongmen banquet, and he was also very powerful, and he actually took advantage of her to hook up with the three gates, four alliances, seven gangs, and thirteen Taibao.

If Mr. Mu hadn't blocked it before, all those gangsters would have turned into sieves now.

Because he saved his life.

Why did you suddenly become enthusiastic about Mr. Mu?

Jing Hengbo turned out from behind the firewood pile, looked in the direction those people left, and sneered.

There was a sound of hurried drawing of firewood, and then the crunch of the car, and the group dragged the firewood and went to burn the pond quickly.

"It's not something you and I can guess, let's get to work."

"I went in to serve earlier, and I saw that the ladles were very enthusiastic about that Mr. Mu, how could it be unpleasant?"

"Originally, washing hot soup after dinner was a fixed after-dinner program, and it was prepared today, but the eldest brother said that today's guests are more special, and they may not be able to eat happily. Who knew that something happened just now, everyone's clothes were dirty, and they couldn't do it without washing this time. ”

"Okay, don't mention it, I just don't understand, didn't you say you wouldn't wash hot soup before? Why do you suddenly have to wash it again? If we have to hurry up and re-burn the water in the pool. ”

"Silence! How did Big Brother remind you? Don't mention a word about the big scoop handles. ”

"I heard something happened ahead......

The people stopped in front of the firewood pile, twitching the firewood, and talking as they smoked.

She was thinking about life and men on the pile of firewood behind the house, when she suddenly heard footsteps coming towards the pile of firewood. She subconsciously turned around and hid.

Some people still need to get along again to be sure.

The last knife stabbed at the pipa bone, clearly abolishing the rhythm of martial arts.

She couldn't be sure if his last move was to release water, or if he was going to give her a hard blow because he didn't know her abilities.

This character, she now feels the same as all the forces of the tortoiseshell: mysterious, indistinguishable from friend and foe.

It can be seen that the people who have studied Mr. Mu have not been able to draw any conclusions about him, and can only record some events in time.

It's not a secret, it's a fragmentary record of the main things that Mr. Mu and his organization have done since their inception. It can be seen from this that Mr. Mu has established his influence in the tortoiseshell for several years, and it is not completely absent during this time, and he has also presided over some major events. She calculated that some things were completely in conflict with Gong Yin's time, for example, at the time of the Emperor Song Incident, Mr. Mu's organization was starting to build in the tortoiseshell; In the middle of last year, Mr. Mu organized a blood exchange, and Mr. Mu personally took action to rectify the organization, and she and Gong Yin were in the palace at that time.

A figure flashed in her mind, and then she shook her head, why bother to think of him first, it is not like Yeluqi. Although she only glanced at it before, she had already found that her temperament, appearance, and voice were not like anything, and more importantly, she had seen Mr. Mu's information before, and it was attached to an inconspicuous booklet in the basement of the Thirteen Taibao that she had obtained, and she almost didn't find it at first.

His voice, shape, language, and expression are all unfamiliar, the kind of slightly lazy, a bit like Yeluqi, but brighter than Yeluqi, without the feeling of Yeluqi's romantic and nightly king.

Which one is he?

Martial arts should be high. Although she can't talk about martial arts now, but her natural ability makes up for the lack of force value, Yingbai Pei Shu has said that with her ability, she can protect herself wherever she goes, the master meets her for the first time, and she is not prepared for her ability, most of them will suffer, and there are not many masters who can leave her, either her martial arts are extremely high, or she is extremely familiar with her ability and is prepared.

This mysterious man.

After sitting down, Mr. Mu suddenly flashed in his mind.

She was a little tired and finally sat down on a pile of firewood. I want to blow the evening breeze and calm down my emotions.

This whole hawksbill turtle is not a man-eating monster, and countless people disappear in various ways every day. Leave your family to wait for you, and you can't wait for someone who returns late.

The girl seemed to disappear from the courtyard just like that.

But in that hut, there was nothing but bloodstains, and it was cleaned up on all sides, and she found the back door, but she didn't see any clues.

The resentment in her heart is not extinguished, and she still wants to beat people. In addition, she also wants to find the whereabouts of the girl, a broken arm may not necessarily die, she was so angry that she only wanted to punish people, but now she is sober, and she feels that it is more important to save people.

Jing Hengbo did not leave, searching in the backyard.