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Some people's laughter is born warm, so warm that it can melt people, and some people's laughter is born cold, cold enough to freeze people to death, and the smile of the girl in front of Gu Xi'er, who is the sister of the third prince, is the kind of smile that is enough to make anyone freeze to death. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Gu Xi'er couldn't help but shudder, and at this moment, a noisy voice sounded at the door, followed by a familiar and disgusting man: "What are you doing! Don't you know me? I'm the third prince Lu Jiang!"

Then a cold male voice sounded: "I'm sorry, Your Royal Highness the Third Prince, the princess ordered that no one should enter the house." ”

"I am the master here, what qualifications does she Lu Xiang'er have to stop me here. ”

"Third Prince, I'm sorry, please don't embarrass me. ”

Gu Xi'er blinked her eyes, revealing an incredible look.

"Just now, that guy's voice?"

Lu Xiang'er smiled and said, "Haven't you heard his voice?"

Gu Xi'er's face turned red and muttered, "I just heard it once, and I didn't care at all." ”

Lu Xiang'er interrupted her: "Then I'll tell you, it's really him at the door." ”

"What is he doing here? is he going to—"

Gu Xi'er subconsciously hugged her shoulders and looked at Lu Xiang'er with some vigilance in her eyes.

Lu Xiang'er smiled disappreciatively and said, "Don't worry, if I guessed correctly, he should have come to let you out." ”

"Let me out?" Gu Xi'er obviously didn't believe it.

Lu Xiang'er smiled: "That's right, it's just to let you out." She paused, then added, "If I'm not mistaken, the one you're waiting for should have already arrived." ”

"Brother Han!" Gu Xi'er's eyes lit up, and then her eyes changed to panic, "No, that's the third prince, Brother Han will suffer!"

As he spoke, he was about to run out, but was stopped by Lu Xiang'er.

"What are you doing?" Xi'er glared at her angrily, her fierce gaze not as clean as before.

Women are like this, once they touch their most precious things, the people they cherish the most, they turn into angry goddesses of revenge.

Lu Xiang'er smiled: "Don't worry, your big brother Han will be fine." ”

Gu Xi'er still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Lu Xiang'er: "After all, your eldest brother Han is a master in the middle stage of soul melting, and in the entire Third Prince's Mansion, no one is his opponent." ”

"But two fists are no match for four hands. ”

"If something really happened to Han Chuang, you wouldn't have seen Lu Jiang so soon. ”

One sentence made Gu Xi'er settle down a little, and muttered in her mouth: "Yes, if something happened to Brother Han, I wouldn't have seen Lu Jiang so soon, did I really come to let me go?"

Subconsciously, Gu Xi'er showed a puzzled look.

"Since he's here to let me go, why don't you let me go. ”

"Let you go?" Lu Xiang'er laughed as if she had heard a big joke: "Why should I let you go." ”

"You don't want me?" Gu Xi'er's eyes became more and more puzzled, and she suddenly had the illusion that she had just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.

Lu Xiang'er shook her head and said, "Of course I want to let you go, but not now." ”

"What do you mean by this!" Gu Xi'er looked solemn.

Although she is naïve, it does not mean that she is completely ignorant of the world, and Lu Xiang'er's performance makes her suspicious.

Lu Xiang'er shook her head and said, "To tell you the truth, my brother and I don't care well, and this time he imprisoned you, which is an opportunity for me." ”

"You want to take advantage of me?"

"Why not?" Lu Xiang'er smiled: "Such a good opportunity to bring down the third brother, how could I not take advantage of it?"

Gu Xi'er stared at Lu Xiang'er coldly, trying to see the expression of shame from this beautiful face, but unfortunately, I don't know if Lu Xiang'er covered it up too well, or if she didn't have the so-called shame in her heart at all, her face was still filled with the smile that could almost freeze to death before.

An icy, chilling smile.

Lu Xiang'er didn't speak, just met Gu Xi'er's gaze, and for a few minutes, the two girls looked at each other like this, and no one had the intention of taking the lead in looking away.

I don't know how long it took, Lu Xiang'er finally spoke: "Don't look at me like this, no matter how you say that I am also a woman, women will not hurt women." ”

"Not necessarily. Gu Xi'er sneered, "In my opinion, you are more dangerous than your third pervert brother." ”

Lu Xiang'er smiled and walked in front of Gu Xi'er, circled around her, and her voice floated: "Oh, why don't I think so, where is my danger?"

Gu Xi'er glanced at Lu Xiang'er deeply.

"Your third brother, I know what he wants, but you, I can't see it. ”

Lu Xiang'er didn't speak, just laughed, laughing all the time, in this deep silence, her laughter was full of weird flavor.

Hall.

Han Chuang and Murong Qiu are facing each other.

Murong Qiu is a swordsman, he uses a sword, a broadsword three feet long and half an inch wide, which is inserted in the scabbard of his waist, as long as his fingers are forced, he can come out of his shell.

The broadsword is different from the heavy sword, it is also different from the thin sword, and it is completely different from the ordinary long sword, which is a very special kind of sword.

If I had to describe it in one word, it would be like a double-edged knife.

The use of the broadsword is also similar to that of a knife, with a heavy momentum.

In the past, before Murong Qiu took out his sword, he would gather momentum. When the momentum accumulates to a certain extent, it suddenly explodes, leaving the opponent irresistible.

Even if many masters with higher strength than him, they will inevitably be hated by this complete move, but before Han Chuang bought it, he couldn't even complete the most basic momentum.

The man on the other side, or the big boy, is like a humanoid black hole, absorbing the so-called potential. He tried to fight, but to no avail.

At this moment, Han Chuang laughed, sneering and cold.

"You're no match for me. ”

"How do you know yet?"

"You know very well that you don't have to do it anymore. ”

Han Chuang's warm smile was like a sharp sword in Murong Qiu's heart, piercing his heart. Anger poured out of his chest, a red of rage, from his neck to his cheeks.

"I'm going to kill you. ”

"You can't do it. ”

"There's nothing I can't do!"

Han Chuang laughed again, the same sarcasm, the same coldness, this time a little more regret, as if he couldn't bear a swordsman to fall, but in an instant, this intolerance was replaced by coldness.

"I'm going to stab you in the throat. Han Chuang said.

"You can try!"

Murong Qiu stared at Han Chuang, watching his every subtle move. The swordsman does not need to move too much, and often just shrugs his shoulders.

Murong Qiu's attention hit Han Chuang's shoulders, which were a pair of slender and emaciated shoulders, which looked weak and powerless, but in Murong Qiu's eyes, they were out-and-out killers.