Chapter Seventy-Three: I Confessed to You (Ask for Collection, Ask for Recommendation)
Why did she talk again?
Lin Xishui found that Chu Shuangshuang looked at him at this time, and there seemed to be a different color in his eyes, this feeling seemed to be spring...
Could it be that this chick was moved by her spirit of sacrificing herself for righteousness and wanted to make a promise with her body?
Even if she really wanted to, she would have counted the occasion to see the time, and there was no bed here...
Phew, where do you want to go...
In order to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere and the frightened mood in his heart, Lin Xishui half-jokingly said: "Shopkeeper, why do you keep asking me the same question, do you like me, if you really like me, you just say it directly, I will definitely agree to you." ”
Chu Shuangshuang's pupils contracted suddenly, and the whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and when he looked at the other party's eyes, although the eye contact was only for a very short moment, he only felt that his brain was dizzy, and his body was crisp, as if he was drunk.
Then, her body trembled a little and pointed at Lin Xishui, "You... You are a dignified seven-foot man, how can you let a woman say such a thing, even if you want to confess, you will confess first!" ”
, Lin Xishui was shocked, this chick wouldn't be interesting to herself, why didn't she find it before?
Could it be that she was really moved by the spirit of sacrifice I just had? Or is it because I'm handsome, mainly to covet my beauty?
It should be more likely to covet your own beauty.
Anyway, he is going to join the Sanqing Society, and it is not certain whether he can see this chick in the future, rather than cheapening Lu Yifa's house, it is better to cheapen himself, thinking of this, he knelt directly on one knee, "Chu Shuangshuang, I like you, can you be my wife?" ”
Seeing that he had really confessed to himself, Chu Shuangshuang was surprised and suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a trap.
At this moment, it seems that the blood in her whole body is concentrated on her face, ** spicy, and her hands will be hot when she touches it.
Han Lingtian on the side saw that the two of them were in love and said that they were in love, he was helpless and regretful, but time waited for no one, and hurriedly urged: "Hey, you two don't look at what time this is, it's almost there!" ”
Chu Shuangshuang looked up at him and whispered, "You will be careful in Sanqing, if you have the opportunity..."
Damn, there is not much time in the first place, it is useful for you to tell me these words, "I know this, I have confessed to you, what is your answer?" ”
"This..." Chu Shuangshuang at this moment, like two pomegranate petals suddenly flying to her cheeks, made her cheeks even more rosy.
"Let's go!" A cold voice suddenly came into Lin Xishui's ears, and then a white shadow instantly floated in front of his eyes.
The next moment, I saw that the iceberg girl surnamed Bai was carrying Chu Shuangshuang, and the person had already floated five meters away.
Lin Xishui was dumbfounded! I haven't finished talking yet, big sister, what do you mean!
He came to Han Lingtian's side in a daze, and pointed to the backs of the two people in front of him, "Brother Han, is this the legendary Ling Bo Weibu?" ”
"Lingbo Weibu? What kind of martial arts is this, why haven't I heard of it? Han Lingtian's face was puzzled.
Damn, I know that what Old Man Jin wrote is unreliable, "What kind of martial arts is that white girl, how can she take someone to run so far at once?" ”
"This is ordinary light work."
"Can I become like her, then?"
Han Lingtian looked at it, "If you start cultivating since you were four years old and cultivate for twenty years, maybe you can!" ”
Lin Xishui almost spit a mouthful of old blood on him, cultivating for twenty years? It's better to die on a day like this.
As the saying goes, martial arts are high, and I am afraid of kitchen knives, no matter how good the light skills are, if I can escape from the Sanqing Society, I will immediately go to find that beautiful girl Lucy and buy a foreign gun in her hand to defend myself.
"Brother Han, if you take me away in a while, will you also take me directly like the white girl to pretend to be forced, no, take me to fly?"
Han Lingtian laughed self-deprecatingly, "If I have the skills of a white girl, can I still be caught by the lackeys of the imperial court?" ”
It turns out that not everyone in the Sanqing Society is like that iceberg girl, Lin Xishui is relieved, it seems that the plan to buy a gun can be appropriately postponed.
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In a hidden hut in Luoyang City, the two eldest brothers showed anxious looks on their faces, and behind the two of them, there were four younger brothers, and their expressions were also very nervous.
One of the men in blue satin clapped his hands and said, "How could there be so many officers and soldiers yesterday, as if they knew that we were going to attack, and I don't know what happened to Hall Master Han?" ”
Another man in white with a goose feather fan persuaded: "Don't worry about Lu Baifan, the master of the Han Hall, Jiren, has his own heavenly appearance, and he will definitely be safe." ”
In the Sanqing Society, the hall master is the person in charge of each branch of the Sanqing Society, that is, the leader of each city branch, except for the red stick and marshal who are responsible for the rules and discipline of the gang, the person with the most power.
The white fan is the second-in-command who assists the hall master, and each person is in charge of the door of the branch.
At this moment, two junior brothers suddenly ran in at the door, and said in surprise: "Xue Bai Fan, Lu Bai Fan, the hall master is back." ”
"Really?" Lu Baifan was overjoyed and immediately rushed out.
Although Xue Baifan on the side also had a surprised expression on his face, there was a trace of yin poison in it.
When the two of them rushed to the door, they saw a burly man covered in wounds, but in an unusually good spirit, appeared in front of them, it was Han Lingtian who ran back from the prison.
"Hall Master Han!" Lu Baifan, Xue Baifan, and the little brother behind him arched their hands to him.
Han Lingtian glanced at everyone and asked with a slight desolation, "How many brothers did you lose in order to save me this time?" ”
Lu and Xue glanced at each other, "Hall Master, let's go in and talk." ”
Han Lingtian nodded, "It's okay, by the way, this Brother Lin is one of the benefactors who saved me, and he has always admired our Sanqing Society, and he is ready to join the Association, you go and prepare the things needed for the initiation ceremony." ”
After speaking, he turned his head to look at Lin Xishui, but found that the other party had covered his face tightly, and asked strangely, "Brother Lin, what are you doing here?" ”
Do? Lin Xishui looked at the guy surnamed Xue in front of him, and the goose feather fan in his hand, wasn't he the Xue Gongzi who interrogated him at the beginning?
If this guy finds out his identity, he will definitely die.
Then again, how could he be here? Could it be that this kid is the legendary Infernal Affairs?
"Brother Han, I, I'm a little unwell!"
Lin Xishui's every move did not escape Xue Baifan's eyes at all, and from the moment he came in, his identity was recognized.
The reason for seeing through it is very simple, because this guy's clothes have never been changed at all, and the thing that wants to cover up his face has attracted his attention even more.
Xue Baifan's heart was abrupt, and it could be seen from the action of this kid covering his face that he must have recognized himself.
But judging from Han Lingtian's expression, it seemed that the guy surnamed Lin hadn't said anything to him yet.
He still understands the principle that the first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers.
Thinking of this, Xue Baifan pointed at Lin Xishui and shouted, "Hall Master Han, I have seen this guy, he is a lackey of the imperial court!" ”
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