Chapter 120: The Nine Heavens (74)

"Uncle Thirteen and Lord Qincha came together?"

Cen Lianguan was sitting in front of the dresser combing her hair.

When she woke up in the morning, the three souls in her body were very chaotic.

The hoarse voice thinks that the good morning light should not be used for grooming. It is necessary to take advantage of the morning sun to absorb the essence of seeking the middle and meditate.

The young sect leader said that he was not good-looking, how could he go out without dressing up, anyway, he didn't see it. It's a straight child, who willingly sits in front of the dresser and combs her hair in front of the mirror.

He likes to comb his hair, and since he was a child, he has been combing his hair for Zengshou.

The longevity head happened well, it was black and thick, and it was full of handfuls in his hand, smooth and supple, and the straight always had to use an ivory comb to slide it down by himself.

Sitting on the chair, facing the mirror, Junko found the feeling of combing his hair again, he stared at the round-faced girl in the mirror, but he was thinking of another person.

the man who once set the tragic tone of his life with a single sentence more than ten years ago; When he was a child, he secretly took a bath alone and was discovered, and he seemed to be the same person as himself, and some part of his body was also bare. At that time, he happened to see it, he thought that the sixth master was the same as himself, and he would never be able to be a man, thinking that the sixth master would be ridiculed in the future, his heart hurt like a knife, but later, after realizing that the problem was wrong, he was a little happy in his heart: the sixth master is not a man, but a woman, and it is a woman who can make men crazy and enjoy the best taste in legends...... Every time he thought of this, he trembled, and the male root that had been cut off since childhood seemed to be established in the illusory joy in his heart, his whole body trembled, and every vein was screaming.

Thinking like this, the young sect leader suddenly shouted: "Hey, why do I feel that something is wrong. ”

Also feeling that something is wrong is Cen Lianguan's body, at this moment, she suddenly wants to see the envoy very much, even if she understands that she is inseparable from him, and she will never be together in the future, she still wants to see him, she still wants to see his bright eyes, playful smile and feel the taste of the gentle, bony hands gently caressing her hair: crispy and numb, even if the body is occupied by three wandering spirits, this body belonging to Cen Lianguan still retains the most real and primitive memory.

At this moment, the maid in the courtyard shouted: "The thirteenth prince and the envoy are here." ”

Cen Lianguan stood up when she heard the sound and asked the maid, her tone full of joy.

The hoarse voice said in his head, "What is he here for?" Throwing yourself into the net? ”

"No, I can't catch him right now if I'm not completely ready."

Junko said hurriedly. The young sect leader let out a quackling sneer: "Are you reluctant?" It's really cheap, and the murdered son and grandson still think about him. ”

Junko was annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about. ”

The souls of these three people were all in Cen Lianguan's body, and for a while, three voices sounded in their heads, their faces changed, and the maid who came in was startled: "Girl......"

Cen Lianguan noticed that his facial expression was wrong, and hurriedly reached out to cover his face and whispered, "Find a coat." ”

After changing her clothes, she grabbed the mirror again before going out, glanced at it, and sighed in an old voice: "What a sin." “

Zeng Shou watched Cen Lianguan come out of the room and approached step by step.

The little girl with a round face and round eyes smiled brightly, looking at him with a gaze full of tenderness and joy, and the bright eyes could not be concealed.

It's strange that the other day when this look looked at him was full of resentment and malice, but now everything has completely changed. Longevity was shocked: Could it be that he had any other use value, so that the people of the Heavenly Saint Sect could look at him like he was looking at a room of gold!

"I make your lordship." Cen Lianguan bowed to Zeng Shoufu, and then saluted Cen Thirteen, "Uncle Thirteen, what kind of wind blew the two of you here?" ”

Zengshou's face was cold, and four words were squeezed out between his teeth: "Bloody rain and bloody wind." ”

Cen Lianguan was stunned: "Huh? Don't scare me, my lords, since my father was stabbed, I now tremble when I hear the words blood, death, etc., this heartbeat, plopping. Saying that, he lowered his head and smiled, revealing his snow-white neck, which was soft and lovely in the sun, making people want to caress it.

"The day before yesterday, General Luo came to the Marshal's Mansion with the Nine Marshals, and the Nine Marshals were safe, but General Luo never appeared again, I came to find General Luo."

Longevity simply told the truth, to see how she could care about him. Cen Lianguan was shocked and covered his mouth with his hand: "Ah, it's really terrifying, could it be that someone from the Heavenly Saint Sect was arrested?" ”

At this time, someone in the outer courtyard shouted: "Ah, the people of the Hangzhou General Army? How did you come to Tianjing City? ”

This voice is very loud, it seems that the person who shouted is still a martial artist, with deep internal strength, and his voice is much louder than that of ordinary people.

Cen 13 said: "Where did Lianguan find these martial arts guards, this is not the level that the Cen family army can reach. ”

"It was found by the old housekeeper in the house, he is a native of Tianjing City, and he is familiar with it. How can I have this ability? What people from the general army of Hangzhou? What does the general soldier of Hangzhou have to do with our side? ”

Cen Lianguan looked surprised.

Zeng Shou smiled, the corners of his lips turned up when he laughed, his eyes were shining, and the three souls in Cen Lianguan's body were in a commotion again.

The hoarse old man: "Demon, really demon, such a demon, we must sacrifice him to the sky on the day of our great cause success!" ”

The young sect gritted his teeth angrily: "Slut, he caused me to cut off my children and grandchildren, I will never let him go, I must let him live, not death." ”

Junzi looked at the person opposite, couldn't help but pounce over, knelt beside him, hugged his legs, licked his boots, and kissed the surface of his feet: "Sixth Master, please don't drive me away Sixth Master, I love Sixth Master, Junzi is the most loyal to Sixth Master, everything he does is for the good of Sixth Master, why don't you understand?" ”

Zeng Shou and Cen Shisan on the opposite side both saw that Cen Lianguan had a strange expression on his face, like crying and laughing, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Lianguan, but what's the matter?" Cen 13 asked, and then said with concern, "The person from Hangzhou is a foreign man, I can meet Brother Jiu together, and I don't need to work for you." ”

"No, yes, yes." Zengshou suddenly spoke, "It's Bai Jianian, the son of General Bai, who came from Hangzhou, this Bai brother is General Luo's friend in the capital, and this time he came with five thousand elite soldiers stationed in the port area, why can't you see Miss Cen?" ”

"Why should I see him? With only 5,000 soldiers, are you threatening and scaring me? Besides, where did this private army come and place the court? The young sect leader in Cen Lianguan's body was furious.

"Nope. I am stating the facts, Bai Gongzi came to see General Luo, and he came with troops to hear that something had happened to Qin, and it was at the behest of the imperial court. Zengshou said, clenching his fist in the direction of the capital.

Cen Shisan looked at Zengshou, they said that they were looking for an opportunity to sprinkle black dog blood and cinnabar, but now, he found that he seemed to have been deceived by Zengshou.

What is it called? A delaying tactic?