The three gates appeared again, and Murong Qian quickly made a choice, and the slender hand gently pushed open the middle gate and walked in.

"Purple-Lan-Xuan!"

Murong Qian looked at the attic in front of her, this seemed to be a song and dance workshop, mysterious and charming under the cover of night.

Looking at everything around, Murong Qian frowned and said secretly: "The architecture here is so strange, the Douluo Continent has never appeared, is this the secret he buried deep in his heart?" ”

"It's mine, after all!"

Just thinking about it, a male voice came from Zilanxuan, and she could hear it clearly, it was Bai Yifei's voice, so she hurriedly walked in.

The scene inside really did not disappoint Murong Qian, the top floor of the high pavilion, the spacious living room, the breeze was gentle, and the fragrance of flowers hit people.

But at this time, because of the fight inside, she had no time to appreciate.

Murong Qian saw that Bai Yifei was holding a red and white sword, and a man with a black and white sword was fighting with another group of people.

From a distance, his temperament is still so noble, evil and awe-inspiring, attracting people's attention all the time, but those ruthless and bloodthirsty eyes slightly make Murong Qian feel uncomfortable.

This person seems to be the bloody marquis in her memory, but it doesn't seem to be, and she always feels that something is missing.

Accidentally, Murong Qian's afterglow inadvertently caught a glimpse of the two women opposite, which immediately surprised her.

The most eye-catching thing is the woman who plays with fire, called Flame Lingji, beautiful as a human elf, her clothes are full of personality and passion, as if there is a kind of charm and magic.

A pair of red high-heeled shoes, a pair of slender and white round legs, a slender waist that can be held in a slender waist, and a curvaceous body proportion.

The woman wore a red dress with a gold-tattooed flaming belt outlining a perfectly slim waist, and metal armor between her knees, elbows, waist ribs, and shoulders.

The underwear is close-fitting and capable, and the outer coat is covered with a blazing long robe, and the delicate body moves like an elf dancing on the flames.

In addition, this woman's originally fair-skinned shoulders, arms, slender waist, and jade legs were tattooed with brown flame runes, making her more and more sexy, charming, enchanting, and evil.

The other woman is called Langyu. Wearing a goose yellow robe, the melon seed face is as white as jade, the eyes are like waves, the face is like pear blossoms, and everyone behaves beautifully.

The white jade-like string hand, the ten fingers are slender and white, as long as jade, delicate and beautiful to the extreme.

Although she is not as beautiful and charming as before, her temperament is quiet and indifferent, as if she can heal the scars in her heart.

Murong Qian's phoenix eyes widened, she couldn't believe that these two stunning women looked very similar to her, if she really wanted to subdivide them, she felt like the former when she was charming, and she felt more suitable for the latter when she was elegant.

Suddenly, the illusion collapsed, and he was dizzy, only to hear a playful laughter from one person in his ears: "Illusion?!" ”

In the real world, Murong Qian woke up in an instant, her delicate body shook slightly, her beautiful face was shocked, and her light blue eyes stared at Bai Yifei and said, "When did you wake up?" ”

Bai Yifei poured himself a glass of wine, and replied to the question: "I have to say, you are very smart and chose to cast an illusion at the most opportune time. ”

"It's a pity" Bai Yifei took a sip of wine, chuckled, and shook his head.

Murong Qian asked, "What's the pity?" ”

Bai Yifei drank all the wine in the cup, got up slowly and said: "It was Ben Hou's temporary negligence that gave you a chance to take advantage of it. It's a pity that everything you saw before was because I wanted you to see it. ”

"You" Murong Qian's delicate face suddenly turned red, and she said intermittently: "Then you, haven't you always been conscious?" ”

"We, we" Murong Qian suddenly remembered that her soft lips were like a dragonfly, and gently kissed Bai Yifei's spiritual body.

Bai Yifei heard the words and smiled slightly.

In Murong Qian's opinion, this smile is simply full of evil, provocation, evil taste, and a bit of inexplicability.

Looking at Bai Yifei's handsome and extraordinary face, Murong Qian didn't know what to think, she was completely no longer confident and generous when she danced, her face was like a boiling kettle, and she was steaming red.

Although she often shows her charm, it is just a means to hide herself, and in the center of the power vortex of Heaven Dou City, she can't treat people with her true face, and she is still very conservative in her bones.

Murong Qian took a deep breath of air, the waves in her heart dissipated, her thin lips pursed lightly, and Chu Chu stared at Bai Yifei pitifully: "Qian'er didn't mean to spy on Hou Ye's heart, she just wanted to see that Hou Ye didn't have Qian'er in his heart." ”

There is no tactful temptation, no unnecessary shyness, as the head of the four beauties of Heaven Dou City, proud as Murong Qian, at this moment, he is like those who pursue him, carefully expressing his love to his sweetheart.

If you want to say that those innocent virgins, like Murong Qian, who are like Murong Qian, they will be ecstatic just by chatting a few words, let alone confessing to their faces, even if they let him reduce their life, they are willing to reduce their life, but what she is facing is nothing.

Murong Qian stared at Bai Yifei nervously, wanting to see the look she expected, but she was disappointed, Bai Yifei was very deep, how could he let others easily know his thoughts, which couldn't help but make Murong Qian doubt his appearance.

With a long sigh in her heart, Murong Qian picked up the green jade wine jug on the table in frustration and helped Bai Yifei fill the wine bottle.

"I know that Qian'er's words are indeed a bit abrupt, but this time it is both out of love and helplessness." Murong Qian smiled bitterly and said to herself.

"Master Hou also knows that I am the youngest in the family, and my father has loved me more since I was a child, and he has always been responsive to my requests. But as the eldest sisters in the family got married one by one, I finally knew that in the end, I still couldn't escape the fate of marriage. ”

Bai Yifei interjected: "Which family's son is your father planning to let you marry?" ”

"Neither!"

Hearing this, Bai Yifei was stunned for a moment, and then a fine light flashed in his eyes: "Does your father want to send you to the palace?" ”

Gently putting down the wine jug, Murong Qian nodded bitterly, "The new emperor ascends the throne, and after the funeral, he will definitely draft to enrich the harem." My father said that with my figure, I will definitely be favored by the emperor, and with the influence of my family, I may not be able to get the position of queen. For the glory of the Murong family, I can only be sacrificed. ”

Bai Yifei nodded imperceptibly, what he said was true, in terms of appearance alone, Murong Qian was definitely not inferior to Qian Lingxue. As long as it is a normal man, he will be addicted to her gentleness and can't extricate himself.

If a prince is born one day, the Murong family will rise to the top in the Heaven Dou Empire.

It's a pity that Murong Yunlei's abacus is very good, but he doesn't know that the current new emperor is a daughter.

"Are you trying to escape?" Bai Yifei shook the wine bottle gently, looking at the beautiful whirlpool formed inside, charming and dangerous.

Murong Qian shook her head in denial, and said helplessly: "As the daughter of Prime Minister Zuo, I can't escape. But I don't want to go into the palace, as the saying goes, once you enter the palace, the gate is as deep as the sea, and Qian'er doesn't want to marry someone she doesn't like. (To be continued)