Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Banquet Robs People

Thinking of this, Qingyan felt at ease in his heart, Xiao Heng had helped him so much, he should pay him back once.

In the next game, Chu Ziling was the first to play, Chu Ziling performed a sword dance, with a vigorous posture, a compelling aura, and a magnificent sword spirit, showing the sassy and heroic posture of a general's daughter to the fullest.

Then there is Qin Yifu, Qin Yifu painted a picture of the hibiscus out of the water on the spot, the water droplets on the hibiscus are still faintly visible, and she is worthy of being the first talented woman who is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs.

Then it was Qingyan's turn, Qingyan's song "Amazing Dance", the light pink clothes are like the wind blowing, with the extremely slender waist of Qingyan, the dance posture is light, elegant and soft, fluttering like a dragon, like a swimming dragon, the eyes are flowing, looking forward to the brilliance, stunning the time, amazing the years, amazing whose heart?

Everyone in the audience was fascinated, looking at the stage obsessively, dressed in staggered clothes, and shocked as a celestial woman.

Xiao Heng stood in a hidden place, he wanted to leave but was reluctant, and finally came to the banquet, and as soon as he came, he saw a group of young masters of all families who were fascinated, staring at the women dancing on the stage.

His eyes passed through everyone and fell on the face of Chu Zishuo, who was lingering in affection, and he actually had an urge to gouge out their eyes.

In fact, Xiao Heng really made a move, and in those obsessive eyes, Xiao Heng jumped up, and before Qingyan could react, he was robbed.

The speed was so fast, everyone didn't know who robbed people here, only Shen Yixuan, who was close to the top, hooked the corners of his mouth, and laughed in his heart. Aren't you jealous......

Everyone at the banquet was still trapped in the woman's graceful posture and couldn't extricate themselves, Chu Zishuo was the first to react, and when he chased out, the two of them had already disappeared.

Xiao Heng hugged Qingyan, Qingyan's head went to Xiao Heng's shoulder, the whole person was in Xiao Heng's arms, Xiao Heng's long arms hugged his slender waist, and he flew out dozens of miles in the blink of an eye.

"You let go of me, what are you doing? You let go of ......" Qingyan struggled, but still couldn't break free of the big hand that restrained him at his waist. At this time, she was so scared that she didn't even see who the person who had robbed her was, only that it was a man.

"Don't move!" The man's face was gloomy, and he was on the verge of rage, but there were those who were not afraid of death.

Qingyan paused slightly, this sound, this smell, is it ......

Qing Yan saw that he was indifferent to his struggle, and bit on Xiao Heng's chest, Xiao Heng was in pain, snorted, glanced at the person in his arms, and sped up.

"Where the hell are you going to take me?" Qingyan saw that Xiao Heng was still indifferent, and shouted angrily.

This time he replied, "You'll know when you get there." ”

In fact, Xiao Heng didn't know why he was impulsive, so he brought Qingyan out, and after bringing her out, he didn't know where to take her, and then he simply wanted to take her to the place where he knew him.

Of course, the place of acquaintance was just Xiao Heng's wishful thinking, and Qingyan didn't know that he was "peeping" in the mountain behind Biyun Temple.

Qing Yan saw him taking him to the suburbs, and he was anxious, and asked, "Where are you taking me?" ”

At this time, Xiao Heng's impulse when he was in Ning Wangfu had long since disappeared, and the reason why he hadn't thrown away his face was because he was unwilling, why could she do anything for her, but she still had other men in her heart.

"Go to the place where you and I first met." As he spoke, Xiao Heng's face had calmed down.

Qing Yan's body stiffened slightly when she heard this, and she secretly thought in her heart, isn't this person Xiao Heng? But the sound and taste are a little similar, if not, then he is acquainted with himself, except for Chu Zishuo, Qingyan does not know the other men present.

After thinking about it, she still decided to let the original owner carry this black cauldron, it may be a man who the original owner knew before, well, yes, it must be a man known to the original owner.

It was almost dusk when he left from King Ning's Mansion, and when he arrived at the flower garden in the mountain behind Biyun Temple, night had fallen, and Xiao Heng put down his face.

Qingyan was full of confusion, it turned out that it was here, and it was here that the original owner met this man, and as his thoughts surged, his eyes slowly moved up to the face of the man opposite.

This doesn't matter, it directly scares Qingyan until his legs are weak, Qingyan's brain has an instantaneous fragment, it's really ......, it's really his ......, he holds a grudge so much, he brought himself here, he won't find no one to beat himself because of Chu Zishuo's matter, right?

Thinking of this, Qingyan subconsciously took two steps back, Xiao Heng stepped forward and followed two steps, Xiao Heng was depressed in his heart, wasn't she very fat? Where is the courage to throw himself away in Ning Wangfu?

Qingyan took two more steps back, Xiao Heng followed two more steps, Qingyan continued to retreat, suddenly stepped on the stone, and his body was crooked, and he was about to fall to the ground.

Seeing this, Xiao Heng wrapped his long arms, leaned forward slightly, and in an instant, he took Qingyan into his arms.

Qingyan blocked his chest with anger, slapped Xiao Heng's chest and said, "You let go of me, you rascal, you let go of me......"

When Xiao Heng heard the word 'hooligan', his head couldn't turn a little? I can't help but ask in my heart, is it a 'hooligan' again? I didn't kiss her, how could I be a hooligan, and unconsciously tightened my arms.

Qingyan was suppressed by the sudden force from his waist, and he couldn't breathe, and his hands beat Xiao Heng's chest hard.

Xiao Heng came back to his senses from his thoughts, looking at the face that should be beautiful at hand, but at this time, it was hideous and terrifying, and his arm was loosened.

Qingyan sat on the ground without warning, the small stones on the ground made her grin, and her eyes stared at the man in front of her with hatred, and she didn't know what to do.

Xiao Heng was a little at a loss, you let me go, if you don't let you go to beat me, let go and stare at me again, what kind of trouble is this?

Qingyan's most important thing at this time is to hurry back to the city, he was robbed in front of everyone, if he can't go back in time if he is delayed, I am afraid that it will damage his reputation.

Let's not talk about the name for the time being, Chu Zishuo is afraid that he is crazy at this time, and he must be looking for himself everywhere.

If you don't go back, if the eldest lady imprisons herself in the family temple in the name of damaging her reputation one day later, won't she have to live a dark life in the future.

Qingyan's heart turned a thousand times, in short, the top priority was to hurry back to the house, so he stood up and turned around to leave.

As soon as his foot hit the ground, "Ah! A scream echoed through the valley, startling the sleeping birds in the trees, and the wild beasts foraging for food at night, and she fell to the ground again, her hand caressing her ankle, and the little man in her heart wailed, and twisted her foot.

Qingyan is called a hate at this time, why is he staggered at this time, even if he is not killed by this pervert by this pervert, if he sits for a night, he will be eaten by a wild wolf.

She stared at the culprit Xiao Heng with hatred again, and shouted directly: "What are you bringing me here for?" ”

Xiao Heng was angry when he mentioned this, the small flame in his heart rushed upward, his face sank again, he raised his hand to pinch Qingyan's chin and raised it slightly, and said coldly: "Look at this world." ”