Will the man in black fight the hat directly? That's fine, the elite soldiers against the elite soldiers, and it won't distract the personnel and attention of the Daomen, but, the last time I saw the two fighting, it seemed to be a tie, but the man in black used his strength to Yongzi Bafa and Bahu Dance, but he couldn't make the hat shine his blade, and he could win the hat with all his might? Unless the man in black still has a lot of back hands that haven't been revealed.

"I'm worried that the sudden intervention will cause your hostility, try to hide in the rear, find the hiding place of the hat, or judge his identity, I will try to solve it myself, and ask you for help if necessary." I analyzed it like this, and then asked him, "Last time I saw the man in black and the hat fighting, it seems that there is a wound on his body, can your people win?" Blade fights can be dangerous, and the slightest mishap can be fatal. ”

Mu Chenfeng hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know about this. ”

Oh? Don't know? He was reluctant to reveal more.

However, Mu Chenfeng doesn't seem to know the identity of the man in black, so did the man in black obey someone else's orders? Or rather, the man in black acts alone and does not obey the commands of others.

Aren't all masters like this, you look at the hat, it is a cooperative relationship with Jiangmen, but it doesn't hang Jiangmen people at all, Jiangmen can use the news that Yun Xiyan can give, and if there is no news, check it yourself, the hat appears here, the purpose is very clear, and he does not participate in the struggle between the two doors.

"Okay, I'll wait for your news, since I'm in the university town, I'll be able to intercept the hat, and I'll rush to the scene as soon as possible." I think I'm about to go head-to-head with the hat.

Asking Mu Chenfeng for help, it was because the power I was looking for alone was definitely not as great as the Daomen and the Confucian Sect.

"By the way, do you have a blade in your hand, fight with the hat empty-handed, then you are looking for death." He meant to provide me with a blade.

"Yes, don't I know how to stick a stick, and the mop at home is quite sturdy." I jokingly refused.

Because I didn't want to kill anyone at all, I didn't kill anyone, and even in the face of He Qiuhong, who had committed a lot of crimes, I didn't have the intention to kill, someone taught me that no one is qualified to take the lives of others.

"You stinky boy, you will talk nonsense, as soon as you enter the rivers and lakes, you can't help yourself, I'm worried about you, I want to repay the favor, so I won't take my life to repay it." Mu Chenfeng sighed in a deep tone.

"Damn, I haven't started fighting yet, don't curse me, okay, who said I was playing with my life, I won't outwit it." I choked him upset.

In fact, in the face of the hat, I don't know the bottom of my heart, on martial arts, he almost exerts the body's nerve response and muscle memory to the limit, and the use of force is almost free to retract and release as he wants, and he has a lot of actual combat experience.

There is no blood in the cold mang's throat, not a single penny, which shows that he is also proficient in the use of his blade, and he is very skilled in the length and weight of the blade.

Those who use the blade will choose the appropriate blade weight according to their arm strength and height, such as the light blade with great strength, which will not exert the power and effect it should have, and will even be subject to the opponent.

The power of the hat is very large, the barrel of the gun is obviously metal, and Yun Xiyan's silver needle hit it, which is the sound of metal impacting, but he swings it freely.

After hanging up the phone, I immediately began to think about the martial arts routine of the long blade, there are always some ways to break it, but if the opponent is one level higher than you, even if you know the way to break the gun, you may not be able to succeed.

On the other side, Mu Chenfeng just hung up the phone, and saw Wen Qing standing at the door of the bedroom wrapped in a bath towel, his immature face was full of uneasiness, Mu Chenfeng hurriedly walked over and hugged her, and said gently: "Don't walk around if you wear so little, it's easy to catch a cold." ”

"What did you just say, what dead man, what happened?" Wen Qing asked in a low voice, she just accidentally heard it, walking barefoot, so Mu Chenfeng didn't notice that Wen Qing came out.

"Oh, friends joking with each other, are you not feeling well?" Mu Chenfeng saw that the uneasiness on his face seemed to be still there.

Warmly and timidly grabbed his hand, like a child who made a mistake, and said shyly: "Take this medicine... Is it bleeding? ”

Mu Chenfeng was stunned for a moment, he had never bought this medicine, so he reacted, he took this medicine in advance, and the well-behaved warmth was also the first time to take it, I didn't know that there would be such a situation.

Mu Chenfeng hurriedly hugged Wen Qing with concern, Wen Qing shook his head shyly, and pointed to the bed sheets in the bedroom, he saw that it was dyed red.

"You lie on the couch for a while, and I'll buy you sanitary napkins." Mu Chenfeng hugged her to the sofa, covered the quilt, the uneasiness on Wenqing's face faded, but she was shy and red, and after a night of confusion, she was suddenly together again, her mood was not stable, and then she was embarrassed to dye the sheets red, Wenqing felt too embarrassed, just a few hours together, leaving an embarrassed appearance first.

And Mu Chenfeng felt guilty, everything was caused by himself, but he had to bear the well-behaved warmth, a real man had a strong sense of responsibility, he immediately cared for him gently, and comforted his warm feelings: "My stomach hurts." ”

Wen Qing nodded subconsciously, then immediately shook his head and explained, "It doesn't hurt, I'm fine." ”

She was too well-behaved and docile to let him worry, Mu Chenfeng kissed the warmth directly, and the deep kiss lingered, making her warm brain blank, and the snow-white long legs couldn't help but be together, and it seemed that the chocolate-like beauty happened again.

"So, does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, you go buy it, a while... It flowed to the couch for a while. Wen Qing blushed and pushed him away.

Mu Chenfeng put on his clothes and went out immediately. And Wen Qing endured the pain in her stomach, took off the sheets and washed them immediately, she wanted to solve this embarrassment by herself.

Looking at the dazzling red marks on his neck in the mirror, he was a little shy, and there was still a little stinging under his body. Why does it hurt?

The answer is only known to herself, she looked at the red paper in the trash can, the blood on the paper has dried, it is the bright red left on the lower body and the ground last night, voluntarily accepted everything, voluntarily endured the strange intrusion and stinging, and voluntarily wiped off the blood on the ground.

Maybe it was the inferiority complex at that time, she didn't want to use this to ask for an answer, because everything was willing, fortunately, after the bitterness of the secret love was red, God gave her a happy answer, suddenly very unexpected, but very happy.

She blushed in the mirror, smiled stupidly, and saw red twice in a row, too much red, does it represent festivity?

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Xia Xinyu and Su Xin both have black hair, but they have different temperaments, one is the classical temperament of black hair, and the other is the fresh temperament of black and straight, I sat opposite them, and it was really comfortable to watch.

The girl's hair is well managed, and it is really beautiful, especially the back, which directly leaves you with a beautiful reverie.

However, Xia Xinyu also seems to envy Su Xin's waist-length hair, and Diane Anne also mentioned to me, do girls yearn for a cloud of hair?

"Su Xin, how long have you had your hair?" Xia Xinyu asked her curiously.

"About three years." Su Xin said three years with a wry smile.

"Then how long are you going to keep it, don't you cut it?"

"How long will it take? Su Xin seemed to be distracted by the question, and then said quietly: "Maybe it will be a long time." ”

For a long time? Are you really not going to cut it?

Green silk is like love silk, and if it is not cut, it will continue.

Don't you want to break off? I smiled bitterly in my heart, I'm afraid you can't decide.

The two school girls were chatting, I couldn't interject, Xia Xinyu talked about the experience of knowing me, Su Xin was surprised: "Store Manager Lin, you also know poetry?" ”

"Haha, I understand a little, I can't get on the stage." I smiled modestly.

The acquaintance of a poem on paper made Su Xin a little envious, and I also recalled the original poem of the idiot going to die, and admired Xia Xinyu's talent more and more, she seemed to be reminiscing, and smiled calmly at me.

Su Xin suddenly answered a phone call, and then said that she had something to go first, Xia Xinyu still coughed slightly, I didn't let her drink flower tea, only boiled water. She took the initiative to sit next to me, but her face turned even paler because she was sick.

"If it's uncomfortable, I'll send you back first."

"No, I'm going to sit down for a while." Her tone was stubborn, and I had no choice but to sit with her for a while.

She slowly opened the guest book, because Dou Shi knew each other, she seemed to be interested in the guest book, and every time she came, she would look through it for a while.

It's just that this time, it's such a coincidence, she frowned slightly, stared at the page, thinking about something in her eyes, and whispered: "Three years and three years, three thousand green silk hanging down the waist... ”

Hehe, fate is really a coincidence, Su Xin just finished saying that she had long hair for three years, and Xia Xinyu saw the poem she wrote, why is there that guest book on this table, why is it not something else.

"This is written by Su Xin, she is in... Waiting for someone? The clever Xia Xinyu, thinking of Su Xin's words just now, directly guessed the meaning of the poem.

"Maybe it's just a coincidence, it's just an ordinary romance poem." I explained, Xia Xinyu immediately shook his head: "It's indeed a coincidence, it happened to be discovered by me." ”

She sighed faintly, a little sympathetic, and she also felt it when she was alone, it seems that the women I know around me have all felt it, and they have all had similar experiences, and we just know each other, this is really a wonderful fate.

As he was talking, a familiar person suddenly came to the store, with a mature and stable temperament, dressed as a successful person, wearing a dazzling watch on his wrist and studded with diamonds.

Su Ze actually came to the store, it was very rare, I told Xia Xinyu that I would send her when I left in a while, so I hurriedly took the initiative to say hello.

"Brother Su, I haven't been here for a long time, I heard that you have been very busy lately, sit down." I immediately said politely, his face was refreshed, and said with a smile: "Isn't it, choose the warehouse and choose the location, so busy that I didn't rest for a day, recently there was a big customer cooperation, take this opportunity, the company expanded, to the next level, so I haven't accompanied Lingling for a long time, I plan to rest for a few days, accompany her well, and take her back to the city tonight, and participate in the company's celebration together." ”

Sure enough, people are in good spirits on happy occasions, and it turns out that they took their wife to the company to show their faces.