Chapter Eighty-Four: Red Lips and White Clothes
A touch of red, victory over blood.
A dazzling red took up everyone's pupils.
The qiē in the hall instantly became eclipsed, and it seemed that all the faces in the world had been absorbed by this smear of red, which is why it was so dazzling and so enchanting.
How can there be such pure red in the world?
Is it because the red is imprinted on a snow-white background?
If there is another kind of face sè that is not covered by this red, it must be white sè.
Legend has it that the land of the far north, the top of the peak, is covered with ice and snow all year round, the snow is white and flawless, and it will stab people's eyes and cry from a distance.
At this moment, everyone seemed to be in that magical space, and after that touch of red, there was an overwhelming snow white.
Red lips, white clothes.
The red sè that is rich in aggression, the white sè that covers a qiē, and the two extremes of the face sè, appear in a person at the same time.
No one paid attention to this woman's appearance and figure anymore, because there was no way to put a trace of other sè colors in everyone's eyes, and every excess sè color was swallowed up by the red sè and covered by the white sè.
Even if all the friends in the world appear in this hall at the same time, there is only one fate waiting for them: stunned!
Yan Wuwu was like a Lingbo fairy, walking towards the fat man from the crowd, and there were hundreds of heroes around him, but no one moved.
Even the fat man himself opened his mouth wide and sat motionless in his chair.
Some people are stunned, and some people don't want to move.
She showed a fancy smile and said softly: "My third brother has bad ears, but my ears are very good, little fat man, just now you said that you want to sell my sister Xiangyun to the building?" ”
There was not a trace of hostility in her tone, but rather a gentle one like a wife seeing her long-absent husband, and even a hint of blush appeared on her face.
No one would refuse such a woman's questioning, especially the fat man who has always felt that he understands women very well.
"If you are willing to go with me, I will ask other women to do anything, not only will I not embarrass the Sanjiang faction, but I will hand over all those two buildings to you to manage."
The flower fat man had recovered from his previous shock, and his tone was full of confidence.
He has always been confident in treating women, and his living environment has made him firmly believe in one thing since he was eight years old: there is no need to use martial arts to treat women, and the more beautiful women are, the more so, because beautiful women are valuable, even if they are fairies in the sky, if you can give her the moon, she will also become Chang'e dancing for you in the Moon Palace.
It's all. Son, some. The child lives in a thin visible gauze and lives in the building, and there are some. The son wears the most gorgeous and expensive palace clothes and lives in the Moon Palace, nothing more.
The two buildings of Yu Hanghua's house, each of which has at least five branch libraries, with an annual net income of no less than 200,000 taels, although these two buildings are not as good as before the moon in the sky, they are definitely the pearls on the ground.
It is used as a dowry for the princess, but I am afraid that it will not look shabby.
It's a pity that getting a woman doesn't mean understanding a woman, just as being rich doesn't mean making money.
"I don't dare to ask for it." Yan Wuwu covered his mouth and smiled: "People are not business materials, if you lose money, won't it hurt your heart?" ”
There are two kinds of beauty in the world, one is the beauty of Shih Tzu in the eyes of lovers, but there is also a kind of person, even in the eyes of enemies. Yan Wuwu is such a person, she smiled casually, and the whole hall seemed to be restored again.
The undisguised greed in the eyes of the fat man was already revealed, and he laughed: "Even if you burn down these two buildings with one fire, I won't mind." So, do you agree? ”
As he spoke, he actually stood up and put his arms around Yan's carefree waist.
Su Yang shook his head, this fat man is no different from a dead man.
Regardless of whether the Yan Wuwu in front of her is really amnesiac or not, even if she has no martial arts, she is not something that people like Hua Fat can provoke.
This woman can no longer conquer the world without using martial arts, because the world is controlled by men.
Sure enough, the fat man's hand suddenly stopped before he was halfway out.
He opened his mouth and slowly lowered his head, staring incredulously at the tip of the spear that protruded from his chest.
Li Yang, the king of Zhongping spears, was still sitting beside him, but his hands, which were two feet longer than ordinary people, didn't know when he had gone around behind Hua Fatzi, holding a spear handle in his hand.
"You dare," the fat man's voice almost came out of his throat.
So his voice stopped abruptly, and it was impossible for anyone with a large hole in their throat to make any more sound.
Hou Guangwu stood on the seat behind the fat man and slowly pulled out his halberd.
After these two men killed the fat man, they smiled at the same time and sat back in their places as if nothing had happened.
None of the people present spoke.
It's always good to have one less competitor, anyway, there are not a few people who have killed people along the way, Hua Fatzi's martial arts are not weak, and Hua's family is rich, this kind of person is a threat to whoever he is, and he will die early and be born early.
No one is dissatisfied with the death of the fat man, but it does not mean that they will let Yan worry-free.
The boss of the Five Tiger Swords and the Four Heroes, Ye Chūn, burst into a shout: "Demon girl, your second brother Ye Xia has not heard from him since he entered the Netherworld Villa, whether he is dead or alive!" ”
Yan Wuwu shook his head and said lightly, "I can't remember." If you're wondering, why don't you go to the Nether Heights? ”
The owner of the Beastmaster Village slapped the table, the muscles on his arms swelled, and he said in a rough voice: "The three Jedi monitor lizards of my Beastmaster Village did not enter your Netherworld Villa, why did they die tragically!" ”
A trace of doubt flashed on Yan Wuwu's face, and she still shook her head: "I really can't remember." ”
"If you can't remember a word, forget it!"
A middle-aged man sitting third on the left side said in a deep voice: "My son's life is not something that can be covered without a word of memory. ”
This man had a face like bronze, his pupils were bloodshot, he was wearing heavy armor of dark iron, and behind him stood two soldiers in full armor, with white cloth tied around their arms, and thirty pounds of fish-scale broadswords at their waists.
"It turned out that Xiao Li's son died." Su Yang suddenly realized, no wonder the soldiers of the Imperial Soldier Gate were all dressed in linen and filial piety.
Yan Wuwu sighed heavily: "I really can't remember anything. ”
"General Xiao is loyal to the country and protects the people of Li, his son's death in the Netherworld Villa is unknown, Miss Yan is a person who came out of the villa, she must go with me and give an explanation to the court."
At this time, it was a middle-aged man about thirty years old, his expression was cold, but his tone gave people an inviolable feeling, listening to his tone like a master in the six doors, there was a person standing behind him, this person had a wandering face, and his two hands were cuffed by a pair of jīng steel shackles, and he was actually smiling.
"Tie Ye, what you said is not right, so many friends in the rivers and lakes are here for her, why should she go with you. Could it be that the six doors also covet the dragon chanting cheats? Someone in the crowd shouted.
Xu Danchen, the master of the Sanjiang faction, said loudly: "Everyone here is a heroic man, why don't you go to the Netherworld Villa, but ask a woman with amnesia here, is it a hero?" ”