Yang Qiurong's voice sounded like ice. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white and slippery arms, stretched her five fingers in the air, made a fierce grasping motion, and roared viciously at Yang Wenjia: "A waste of the first layer of qi refining, like you, when I was on the mountain, I don't know how many I killed." ”

This is not a lie.

There are a large number of beasts in the back mountain of the Qingling Sect, and the stronger part of them is almost equal to the strength of the first- to third-order qi refiners. Yang Qiurong's use of this as a metaphor is also reasonable. After all, in the eyes of the Yang family's sisters and brothers, Yang Wenjia cannot be regarded as a human at all, at most he is a beast in human skin.

After all, Yang Qiurong has lived in Shanmen since he was a child, and he naturally does not understand the etiquette and morality of the world as deeply as Yang Tianhong. She has always been a person who can't rub sand in her eyes, although she is also in Qi refining and cultivating, she is far stronger than Yang Wenjia. At that moment, Yang Qiurong scolded in a coquettish voice, hooked his five fingers into claws, and grabbed Yang Wenjia's face fiercely.

As long as you are not a fool, you can see that Yang Qiurong is really murderous, and you know that it is important to escape at such a time.

Yang Wenjia reacted quickly, and when Yang Qiurong just stretched out his arm, he had already sensed that the situation was not good, and immediately turned around and ran away. It's just that Yang Qiurong is a seventh-stage qi refiner after all, which is enough to crush Yang Wenjia. Sharp nails grabbed Yang Wenjia's face from the back, cut through the skin, and sank deep into the flesh. Yang Wenjia burst into a terrible scream in his mouth, and subconsciously reached out to touch it, but found that there were already several wounds on his right cheek, dripping with blood. Although he could not see the depth of the wound, it made him feel extremely frightened, and he howled for his life.

All this happened so quickly that the battles between the monks often ended in lightning and flint. Xu and the twelve dancing girls stood at opposite ends of the hall. I saw the whole thing from different angles. Lin Binglan was a little older after all, and was regarded as the core by the dancing girls, hugging her tightly, with a look of horror and fear on her face, watching Yang Wenjia staggering back and forth a few steps, lying crooked on the chair. Holding his flesh and blood face in both hands, he howled miserably, and he was trembling with fright.

After all, the Xu family is a person from the past, although such a tragic situation happened to his son, he will not be as frightened as the dancing girls. She stood for a moment with her eyes straight. Suddenly, a piercing howl erupted from his mouth, and he threw himself on Yang Wenjia desperately, and yelled at the maid who was standing next to him at a loss: "Go and ask for a doctor, go quickly!"

The maid ran out of the hall in a panic. While hugging his son, whose face was covered with blood and wailing in pain, Xu turned around and stared at the Yang siblings with fierce eyes.

", how dare you do this?"

Xu Shi said with resentment: "You are so ruthless to your own brother. Aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder?"

Shen Changyou was Yang Wenjia's introductory master, and the Xu clan also knew some things about the cultivation world from Shen Changyou during that time. Although Shen Changyou hid the words "rules of heaven and earth", Xu understood that "thunder and thunder in the sky" did have a limiting effect on monks. And. It is also the danger that the monks fear most.

Yang Tianhong said lightly: "If you want the sky to thunder, your son will be the first to split." Even if it is a relative of the emperor. Nor can it be lawless. Whatever you look at, you insist on saying it's yours...... Then why don't you fancy the throne of Great Chu? Why don't you say that Your Majesty's dragon chair is also yours?"

Xu's face couldn't help but turn pale for a while.

She wanted to point at the nose of the Yang siblings and scold, but found that she didn't have any strong basis for doing anything in the whole matter. It's also a shame to say, it's obvious that someone bought a dancing girl, but his son forcibly asked for it. If it weren't for the fact that he was used to being arrogant to Yang Wenjia, how could he make such a fuss?

But anyway, the person whose face is scratched now. After all, it is his own son.

Looking at the Yang sisters and brothers who were cold-eyed, Xu only felt powerless.

Yang's Mansion is a big empty house.

The husband had died in battle many years ago, and at that time he thought that he could logically occupy the entire Yang Mansion and inherit the title of Yi Yonghou. I didn't expect everything to come to naught. Now, people don't take their stepmother in their eyes at all, and staying in this kind of place is simply self-inflicted.

......

The Xu family didn't know how he returned to the inner mansion. Her whole body was in a daze, as if she had lost her life. Even Yang Wenjia, who was lying on the bed and had applied wound medicine to her face, wailed even more, but she couldn't generate the slightest motivation.

The doctor has sent him away. Yang Wenjia was not seriously injured, at most, his face was scratched, and there was some blood, and Yang Qiurong deducted a little flesh, but it did not hurt his muscles and bones. Of course, if you don't recover well, you will definitely break the phase in the future.

It was already dark and the room was lit with candles and oil lamps. Looking at the light coming out of the red lampshade opposite, Xu Shi showed a helpless smile on his face.

Now that I think about it, the past years seem like a dream.

What woman would be born with a vicious heart?

What woman wouldn't deliberately favor her own son?

The death of the hussar general Yang Jing was an accident that no one expected. Although the Xu family didn't like this family arrangement, they couldn't object to it, so they could only silently accept the facts. always thinks that if you get married, you will get married, as long as that man treats himself well, he has not wasted his life. Who would have thought that he would die in battle in the north, leaving a lot of things to deal with for himself...... God is pitiful, at that time, I was only in my twenties, and I was young and beautiful, but I had to be a widow.

It is said that the husband is obedient to the son, but his two sons are really not worry-free. Xu was really jealous of Yang Tianhong, if his son could have half of his ability, he would definitely not be what he is now.

Yang Wenjia, who was lying on the bed, was covered with a medicinal cloth on his face, revealing a pungent smell of ointment. In this era, there are already mild anesthetics, and the effect of taking them with spirits is quite good. After drinking a bowl of wine, Yang Wenjia was already groggy and delirious, and his mouth still kept shouting: "Those women are mine, all of them are mine...... They...... It's all mine. ”

Xu sighed, got up to leave, and walked out.

At this moment, she truly felt that her son was an irretrievable waste.

But even if it's a waste, he's my son, and it's not your turn to teach Yang Qiurong, a little bitch, a lesson.

And you Yang Tianhong. actually taught Wenjia in front of me, what are you when you are yourself?

Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, Xu had mixed feelings, and his eyes couldn't help but flow two lines of tears. It's just that deep in the eyes covered with tears, deep black eyes. Unleash a fierce and resentful gaze.

......

The dancers quickly understood the real reason why Yang Tianhong asked them if they would do laundry and cooking.

That's definitely not a casual question, but a real practice.

Watching the dancers rushing back and forth in the kitchen, watching them dry and wash their clothes in the yard, Yang Qiurong felt that his brain was really not enough, so he secretly ran to Yang Tianhong's side, leaned close to his ear and asked in a low voice: "Little brother, what are your ideas? Could it be that you really just bought these women to come back to wash and cook?"

Yang Tianhong closed the secret scroll of the Guiyuan Sect in his hand and said seriously: "What." Can't you?"

Yang Qiurong was very surprised: "But of course you can." But don't you think it's a bit of a waste? They're dancers, dancers who have been trained since childhood. They are all beautiful, and any man will like them. I originally thought that you were thinking about women, but now you can't see through your thoughts. If you really like them, you shouldn't let them do these menial jobs. You know, the maid and the dancing girl are two different concepts at all. ”

Yang Tianhong smiled. He didn't explain, and continued to look at his book.

Lin Binglan felt that she was very happy in the outer courtyard of the Yang Mansion. Although only half a month has been here. But it really made her feel happy.

No one here scolded themselves, and no one looked at themselves and the other sisters with contempt and contempt. Whether it is Yang Dahai, the steward of the house, or the rest of the veterans' families, they are very kind to the dancing girls. The children are also willing to play with these young and beautiful dancers. As for laundry and cooking...... Lin Binglan didn't feel any hardship. When I was trained in the hands of slave traders, there was a similar corresponding course. Parenting grandma said: If you want to firmly grasp a man's heart, you must first grasp his stomach.

The dancers are highly skilled. The resulting meals are exotic, but they also taste good. made a few meals of skewered roast mutton and pilaf, Yang Dahai liked to eat it very much, and others also praised it.

The dancers felt very new to the rules of the outer courtyard of the Yang Mansion. Here, the servant can be served with the master. There is no order to eat. The women and children outside had to wait for the men to finish their meal before they could go to the table to eat the leftovers. This place is completely different from the outside, although the changes in the rules make the dancers a little overwhelmed, but it can be seen that Yang Tianhong really treats them as human beings, not goods that can be bought and sold, or livestock that can be thrown away and killed at any time.

As for when the master will be able to be happy with himself, this question has been communicated many times in private.

There is no doubt that Yang Tianhong is by far the most handsome master that the dancing girls have ever met. Men like beautiful women, and beautiful women like handsome men. It's just that I don't know why.,Sleeping with the master, which seemed ordinary and ordinary before.,The dancers feel very shy.。 Of course, this is not a deliberate resistance, but the dancers feel that Yang Tianhong is not an ordinary person, but more like a husband who has an intimate relationship with them and takes care of them.

Yes, Lin Binglan also thought about it for a long time in her mind before the word "husband" involuntarily popped up.

She herself was taken aback. It is simply unthinkable that this kind of thing could happen to a slave. It is normal for a slave to accompany the bed, but if a slave wants to be a mistress, there must be something wrong with his brain. However, things are so strange, not only Lin Binglan, but all the dancing girls have similar thoughts. Unconsciously, they have regarded Yang Tianhong as the most trustworthy person and the person they must rely on.

You must know that from the time the Yujin Pavilion was bought to the time when it entered the outer courtyard of the Yang Mansion, it was half a month before and after. The human mind can become so strange that it can only be said that it is the result of circumstances and circumstances.

Yang Tianhong is very busy.

During the day, you have to go to the Guozijian Library Pavilion on time to warm the books, and after school, you have to go to the Xuanhuo Army station to inspect. Every day when I return to the outer courtyard of the Yang Mansion, it is almost the time to hold the lamp.

The dancers seemed to be very enthusiastic today. They made a table full of dishes, and no one left, standing quietly around, looking at Yang Tianhong who was sitting at the table eating.

The garlic roasted leg of lamb is delicious, the bread is baked just right, the mushroom cream soup is very authentic, and the meat sausage is made a few days ago. Now I take it out and put it on the table and cut it with a knife, the taste is a little salty, but the taste is very good.

Yang Tianhong ate happily and was very satisfied. I am used to eating Chinese food, and occasionally change to Western tastes. It's also a treat.

I made too many dishes. Yang Qiurong went out with Xu Biao after school today, and said that he would not come back for dinner. It feels like a waste to enjoy so much food on your own.

Yang Tianhong looked around and beckoned to the dancers standing next to him: "What are you doing in a daze? Sit down and eat together!"

Lin Binglan leaned down and asked gently, "Master, do you need anything else?"

She changed into a new set of clothes with a West Sea style today. This sleeveless style of women's clothing is definitely exotic in Dachu. The neckline of the chicken heart is opened very low, and if you look down slightly, you can see the plump and swollen breasts. The texture of the clothes is very thin. It adheres to the skin and is full of translucency. The long skirt below is a special version for belly dancers, and a pair of long legs can be seen through the gauze fabric, revealing the graceful curves of the woman's body.

Not only Lin Binglan, but the twelve dancing girls are all dressed in the same costume. They painted their faces and smoked them with spices. Standing next to him, Yang Tianhong smelled a faint aroma in his nostrils, which fundamentally aroused his most basic physiological reaction as a man.

Yang Tianhong is not a fool. Even if he's a fool. I can also understand the true intentions of these dancing girls.

Careless!

When I first came back, I was really hungry. I just buried my head in eating, but I didn't notice the changes in the dancing girls. It's no wonder that the outer courtyard of the Yang Mansion is his home, who would pay attention to these details at home? After all, since he bought these dancing girls, Yang Tianhong has never had any other thoughts about any of them. God testifies. I, Yang Tianhong, really just took a fancy to them with spiritual roots!

Lin Binglan had already sat on Yang Tianhong's lap. She looked at this somewhat flustered man with affection, like a beautiful snake with a soft waist, wrapped around Yang Tianhong's body.

Yang Tianhong was a little flustered: "You, what do you want to do?"

was forcibly hugged by a woman, and took the initiative to hug a woman with herself. The difference is really big. Of course, a sense of accomplishment is absolutely indispensable. At the same time, there is an indescribable thirst and nervousness.

The rest of the dancing girls also gathered around, and Yang Tianhong felt that there were many hands stroking back and forth on his body. From top to bottom, bottom to top, every corner is filled with female bodies. They are like water in a bathtub, drowning themselves in it.

In this case, there is simply no way to resist. Of course, only for men.

Yang Tianhong was carried into the bedroom by the dancing girls.

He's not heavy, and these dancing girls aren't delicate and powerless. Women who practice dancing all year round have good physical flexibility and weight-bearing. Although they look delicate and pitiful, their strength is concentrated, even if they carry a bullock, they can easily carry it.

Countless lips kissed Yang Tianhong's body, he felt that his heart was ape, although he felt that it was inappropriate, he was unwilling to refuse.

If you really refuse, it can only mean that you have a physical problem.

In a daze, he couldn't help but think of a joke from another world: a man and a woman went out and shared a room in a hotel. In order to prevent accidents, a certain woman drew a line in the middle of the bed and warned a certain man: If you cross this line tonight, you are a beast. A man was so frightened that he curled up and slept alone all night. When I got up the next day, a certain man happily greeted a certain woman, but saw a certain woman and said with great resentment: It turns out that you are really not as good as a beast.

Lin Binglan's lips were soft and damp. Kissing on your face, there is an indescribable beauty.

Yang Tianhong opened his eyes, looked at the dancers gathered in front of him with a very complicated gaze, and asked seriously: "You don't have to do this." I...... It's not what you think. I will give you freedom. ”

Hearing this, Lin Binglan was shocked, and the dancers also asked pitifully: "Master, don't you want us?"

Yang Tianhong shook his head: "Of course not." ”

Lin Binglan asked, "Then master, why did you reject us? Couldn't our performance satisfy you?"

Surrounded by a bunch of beauties, Yang Tianhong only felt that there was a flame of desire burning in his body, and even felt difficult to speak: "It's not." I...... I just want to give it to you...... Give you a normal life. You're all excellent, and you've suffered too much before. You guys...... Should be better off than it is now. ”

After saying this, all the dancing girls cried on the spot.

It was the first time that a man had spoken to them in such a solemn tone. Slaves always look forward to meeting a good master, but when they do, they are worried that the master will abandon them. Although I was able to be free, I always felt that I had lost a lot.

Lin Binglan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and she didn't know where the impulse came from, so she took the initiative to lie on Yang Tianhong's body and said stupidly: "Master, you don't have to be like this." We will always be yours, and you can never leave us. ”

Yang Tianhong gently stroked her body, very helpless: "You are pressing me so much, how can I leave?"

As he spoke, he looked around: "And you, so many people surround me, can I escape?"

A sentence made the dancers laugh.

The action becomes more unscrupulous.

The scale is also getting bigger.

Yang Tianhong hurriedly waved his hand and released a forbidden spell, blocking all the movement in the entire bedroom.

It is also known who blew out the candle.

In the dark, there are infinite possibilities, infinite imagination. (To be continued.) )