These words of Mu Hibiscus are actually really hurtful, Leng Xiao frowned, sat in the hovercar, looked at the driving wheel that was hammered by his punch, and looked at the photos of him and Xiao Sao'er on the communicator one after another with dark eyes, he felt for the first time that he liked the mother-in-law of the character of Mu Hibiscus and Hibiscus Niang, it was a torturous thing, originally one didn't matter, but suddenly two appeared, both of their personalities are so sharp and sharp, they can't tolerate a little fooling by others, which makes the master feel a little... Suffering!

He pursed his lips tightly, didn't say a word, and then turned his eyes to look at the photo in the communicator in his hand, silent domineering and persistence, no matter how painful and scummy it was, he didn't want to be unhappy with Hibiscus like this, so he thought for a long time before he cleared his throat and said in a low voice:

"In a certain aspect, we really can't afford to provoke you, but have you ever thought about it, your combat effectiveness ranks first in the Huaxia Continent, and you can't be provoked, not because you are born with extraordinary intelligence, nor because you are too stupid, but because, Ye has never been defensive against you, when you stab Ye in the back, I don't know how Ye died......"

His voice was very coarse, not as low and soothing as Jiuli Killing, nor as moist and magnetic as Gu Cheng, when he spoke, it was like thunder, shaking people's eardrums, although he was still rough and rough, but there was a faint hint of low breath. Although Hibiscus was in the game, when she listened to him, her whole heart seemed to be vibrating slightly, and the struggle was fruitless, but she finally did not hang up the communication of the cold owl, and was silent like night.

She suddenly understood that in fact, there were many things, and Leng Xiao was not stupid, but she saw too clearly. For example, he knew that Hibiscus was going to kill him. It's easier than killing nine miles to death. But he always hugged her without a little defense, whether it was Hibiscus or Hibiscus Niang, just because he understood that he trusted them wholeheartedly, then these two people would never be able to kill him.

Another example is brotherly righteousness, in fact, it is all mutual, Leng Xiao did not give all his efforts to Yappie and them, and Yappie and others would not be so sincere and obedient to him.

So some hurtful words. In addition to raising his arrogance a little, except for making this man feel bad, it really doesn't make any sense, he wants to be loyal and righteous, but also to enjoy the blessings of all people, and he won't let go of his death, it's that simple.

At that moment, Mu Hibiscus wanted to say to him: Who are you torturing? You think you are worthy of your brother, you think you can stand up to everyone's blood and tears, but you just pulled an innocent woman into your life. Mixed with your complexity, you are not torturing you and your Eight Banners. It's torturing me who likes you!

She was heartless and ruthless, dashing and not dragging mud and water in every corner of the world, people don't care about her, she is not contaminated with right and wrong, not afraid of trouble, but hates trouble, lazy and lazy proud life, these complex entanglements and fights for the rich family grievances, is the most disgusted and disdainful of her life, now on such a man, she is so angry that she wants to leave, wants to live and die with him, but feeling the pain he silently revealed, Hibiscus can't bear it, and she really can't bear to leave him like this.

So faintly, Mu Hibiscus sighed and said softly: "Leng Xiao, Min Huanbi is right, in fact, you just treat me as the shadow of your little sauer, look at your intimate photos, where is my place?" I won't make a stumbling block between you and your little sass, but will Min Huanbi, I can't give you any promises, let's forget it......"

Min Huanbi, this slut, really said such a thing?! Leng Xiao's eyes were so angry that he almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, he settled down and hurriedly explained:

"She's farting, what shadow? Which of you does Lao Tzu think of you as a shadow of whom......?! ”

"Doot toot!"

The communication was hung up, Mu Hibiscus didn't listen to Leng Xiao's explanation at all, a feeling of sadness was greater than death, Jiao Leng Xiao panicked instantly, he hurriedly called back, but no one answered, so he was not in the mood to go to the bureau that Yappie saved, the black hovercar floated quietly in the air, he was like a fool, stayed in the car and called back the communication to Mu Hibiscus over and over again, but she never answered again.

Hibiscus is a person, there is always an incomprehensible indifference, she can like a person, like it for many, many years without saying a word, and she can also silently pay a lot for a person, but in the same way, she can be ruthless, 25 years without contacting the person she likes, or she can turn her likes into naught in an instant.

In her mind, Leng Xiao's status is swaying, but now it is not to the extent that she wants to give up Leng Xiao, the reason why she is ruthless and no longer contacts him is just because she doesn't want to take care of him now, and it's not time to take care of him, no matter how much she likes it, if she doesn't want to take care of it, she doesn't care, whether it's high or not, she is such a person, she feels that she can't stand it, just go on her own.

So she set the communicator to a silent mode that does not vibrate or ring, let the communicator floating in the air swing, get up, walk to the bookcase, from a blank scroll in the storage bag, twist a thin brush with her fingertips, bend down slightly, and carefully trace a painting on this picture scroll.

The painting is a cold owl wearing a black shirt, and a hibiscus in a cyan yoga suit, the two snuggle together in love, and the background is Leng Xiao's civilian god of war suspension car, the deep affection between the eyebrows of the two, and the hibiscus who taught this painting can get goosebumps on his own body.

In the game, it was getting dark, and there was a rush of footsteps in the distance, and Qing Sanjin pushed open the wooden door and ran in, looking a little impatient, and shouted at the hibiscus from a long distance:

"Sister-in-law, it's not good, the ring where the martial arts competition is about to start."

As he spoke, he approached Mu Hibiscus, who ignored him, lowered his head to paint, and did not answer him, so Qing Sanjin explained to himself why he was so impatient, and said:

"Sister-in-law, don't you know, the aborigines who are responsible for recruiting relatives in the martial arts competition, but we... Hey, it looks exactly the same as us, the one that is also called 'Qing Sanjin', obviously the dog looks down on people, and the clothes are not good-looking and not rich, so I won't sign up, the one called 'Yappie'. I saw that little girl looking good. I just want to drag it back and get on my own. Hey, hey, this isn't messed up, what should I do? Sister-in-law, sister-in-law? … Sister-in-law, what are you doing... Hey, Mom, sister-in-law, who is chewing the root of your tongue in front of you? ”

Originally, Qing Sanjin was only a Jinniang and was putting up a shelf, so he kept talking about himself, but then he really didn't listen to his sister-in-law, so he stretched out his head to take a look. If you don't look at it, you can see that you will be frightened by Jinniang's attitude of quietly bowing her head to paint, his expression is sneering, looking at Jinniang's expressionless persistent brush, and slowly mentioning a poem in the upper right corner of this painting:

After a farewell, the two places fell in love, talking about March and April, but who knew that it was five or six years. The lyre is played without intention, the eight-line book cannot be passed on, and the nine rings are broken from it. The ten-mile long pavilion is eager to wear it. All kinds of resentment. Thousands of thoughts, all kinds of helplessness to complain. ”

This is Zhuo Wenjun's poem accusing Sima Xiangru of being unkind. It's over, it's over. Qing Sanjin was scared out of a sweat, he really didn't know who was running to his sister-in-law under his nose and saying something about what he didn't have, otherwise the picture of Hibiscus and Brother Xiao's affection, as well as Brother Xiao's God of War car, how could these details be so vividly depicted by Jinniang?

He turned around in the same place, and saw that Jinniang didn't mean to take care of him at all, so he hurriedly ran out of the weapon shop, a little farther away, and sent a communication to Brother Xiao, but how to send Brother Xiao's communication was busy, and then when it was connected, it was too late to analyze the fatigue and depression in Brother Xiao's tone, and hurriedly explained Jinniang's strange appearance in such detail.

Waiting for Qing Sanjin to go back, there was no trace of Jinniang in the weapon shop, leaving only a painting with ink not dry, spread smoothly on the bookcase, and was picked up by the wind outside the window, and there was a "bang" sound.

……

In the real world, in District 1, the underground artificial restaurant of the Beijing Eight Banners Group, Leng Xiao's face was full of anger, he parked the car and entered the hall directly, and immediately a few Eight Banners disciples came up to him, smiling at him:

"Yo, brother, someone sent it away? Why is it so long? ”

The forces in the Eight Banners are crisscrossed, Dafen Wenlu and Wulu, and Qing Sanjin is responsible for investing in this area, so the news from his side has not yet reached reality so quickly, so in reality, he has saved up a bureau to celebrate this group of brothers for Leng Xiao, and he has not had time to update the information, with an ambiguous smile on his face, Brother Xiao sent Hibiscus back for so long, what must have happened to the two of them......

Everyone was about to make a joke, but seeing that the atmosphere didn't seem right, Leng Xiao kept walking forward with a black face, exuding a tyrannical aura, stretched out his hand, the green tendons on his thick arms were beating, and with a big hand, he grabbed a uniformed waiter, and his footsteps did not stop, dragging the waiter almost like a chicken, his eyes exuded black gas, and in his angry voice, the storm was coming, and asked:

"Which box is Min Huanbi in? Say! ”

"Ahem... Spring Guiyuan..."

The waiter was so frightened that he trembled, and without the slightest hesitation revealed Min Huanbi's location, for him, the guests here are all from the Eight Banners, and there is no such thing as offending anyone who should not be offended, when Min Huanbi wanted a box, he did not deliberately explain that her whereabouts were not allowed to be revealed, and in the same way, when Leng Xiao wanted a box, he did not ask for concealment.

As if throwing a rag, Leng Xiao waved his hand, and threw the poor waiter out, his footsteps did not stop, stepping on black overalls, like an angry black bull, striding towards Chunguiyuan.

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Thank you for the pink tickets of "尐子ゅZhi芞" and "Demon Fox ※ Di Nannan"; Thank you "Lonchocarpus" for the evaluation votes; Thank you "Lbjhant" for the peace charm; Thank you for the 3 6000-word reminder votes.

The last two days, very sincere to ask for a pink ticket, although I know that I may not be able to get the first place, but I have never gotten the first place, standing in this position for so many days, suddenly I want to get the first look, so that I think a little demonic, this is not right, I understand, if I can't get the first pink ticket this month, next month I will completely give up the first place Xiao Xiang. (To be continued......)