"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water.

The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae.

Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and climbing. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water.

The leaves are picked, and the white dew is not over. The so-called Yi people are in the water.

Tracing back to it, the road is blocked and right. Tracing from it, it is like being in the water. ”

Su Qing was pitiful on the stage, like spreading his throat, singing and dancing lightly.

Crystal lamps hang above the roof beams, blooming with a brilliance comparable to daylight. The golden tassels, hanging from the top, swayed in the light, as if they were diffused into a rain of light, making Su Qinglian on the stage seem to be dancing in a dream.

Her singing voice is tactful, with a touch of sadness, which is perfectly matched with the artistic conception of the lyrics, her expression is melancholy, and her flickering eyes are like two pills of black mercury in white mercury, which are shining, but with a provocative power.

Suddenly, her figure swayed and danced in the air.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there were many people who could fly in the sky. However, now a martial artist must cultivate to the Conquering Heaven Realm before he can fly, and even if he is a cultivator, the cultivation required is quite high. And unless the cultivation is extremely high, it is generally difficult to fly high, and it is not easy to exceed the range of the bow and arrow.

With Su Qinglian's weak cultivation, he naturally couldn't fly. She relied on a tough silk thread that was difficult to see to tie her waist, and she fluttered in the air with light work, because the light made the thin thread completely invisible, and it looked as if it was really flying, and like a charm girl in the water, fluttering and dancing in the bushes or water waves and mist.

A woman's beauty should only be related to the bloodline and the warmth of the acquired environment. However, in fact, cultivation also has a huge relationship with beauty, female warriors who have just started to cultivate will lose their temperament and beauty because of the wind and rain, and their skin is calloused, but once they cultivate on the road, their skin will become smooth. It will gradually reveal a kind of noble aura, if it is a cultivator, it has a kind of ethereal temperament, and the skin is more and more delicate.

Shang Qingying, the new generation of female military gods in Beiyan, is called the first beauty in the world by good deeds. I don't know if it's true or not, but if it's true, it must be caused by his superb cultivation.

Su Qinglian only practiced some light skills and softness, but she was tactful and fluttering on the stage, and her attitude was beautiful. In an instant, there was a kind of mountain spirit and water charm-like birth charm, which was heartbreaking.

At the beginning, sing a paragraph, and when you stop, there are still people who applaud a few times. When Su Qinglian sang a few folds, the drinkers were all intoxicated, and they looked at the stage one by one.

When the singing stopped, the aftermath echoed on the stage, and it took a while for everyone to wake up. Forthwith. There was a loud cheer, and the gold and silver fell like a dense rain on the stage.

Su Qing's slender waist was turned, like catkins in the wind, catching the gold and silver thrown up, and never left a single one. The aqua-green garment had no pockets, but she could not see where she had put the gold and silver in.

I saw her warbler, thanked the drinkers, threw a wink, and then turned around and walked off the stage.

The lights on the stage soon dimmed, after Su Qinglian's song and dance. That's the end of today's performance. But there were still people who were staring fixedly on the field.

However, among the intoxicated people, Tianyi and Huangqi and a few others are definitely not among them.

Tianyi's father, Tian Erjiang, was known for his ability to sing, and he once sang at banquets in Iwakura Hall many times. Highly acclaimed. Tianyi himself is also known to be good at singing and dancing, and he has won the true inheritance of his father.

However, the reason why Tianyi practiced singing and dancing was purely to gain a better reputation in high society, and he actually had no love for singing and dancing. And Huang Qi and others are not people who can calm down and appreciate art. Now that I have lost money in gambling, my heart is becoming more and more impetuous.

Seeing Su Qing walk down the stage. Surrounded by two maidservants, he went to the backyard, and Tianyi immediately caught up, and said with a fascinated look: "Miss Su, tonight's beautiful scenery, can we have a long conversation with candles and exchange song experience?"

Su Qinglian saw Tianyi's big cake face, felt disgusted, and said softly: "Tiangongzi, Qinglian is slightly unwell today, so let the slave family go to rest first." ”

Tianyi's skin is fair, coupled with the power of his father Tian Erjiang, he has been praised for being handsome since he was a child, and some people who have no interest in the heavenly family but follow the trend of good deeds, also say that he is handsome all day long. And because he was good at making a silver gun, he was boasted by the house slaves as the overlord of Western Chu, and had the title of "little overlord of silver guns".

Therefore, Tianyi has always been extremely conceited, and seeing that Su Qinglian did not appreciate his feelings, he couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and his heart was turning, and vicious thoughts had already risen.

But now that there are still many people in the tavern, Tianyi has to endure and retreat.

Back at the wine table, he said a few words to Huang Qi and several other second ancestors.

Several people couldn't help but look at each other and said, "Brother Tian is serious?"

Tianyi said: "Don't look at that woman pretending to be so pure." In my opinion, although this bitch can't say that she has read countless people, she is definitely not a chick, if she wants to remember, she has to make her unable to get out of bed, crying miserably to enjoy it......"

It is a common problem for men like Tianyi, sweet words and treasures when pleasing women, and there is no end to it. Once you can't get it, you can say any vicious words behind it, and you can think of any vicious ideas.

Soon, the drinkers were almost gone, and Su Qinglian had already returned to her own residence in the backyard.

Tianyi invited Huang Qi and a few other untravelling teenagers, and quietly got out of the back door together. The remaining dozen or so drinkers were too busy drinking to notice their actions.

The room where Su Qinglian lived was not small, it was divided into two parts, the outside was where the two maidservants slept, and the inside was the big room where she rested.

When the first day and the others came, Su Qinglian had already finished washing up and was about to go to bed, but she only heard a loud noise, and the door panel shattered in an instant, and then she saw Tianyi rushing in with a few fierce rich children!

"Heavenly Prince......" Su Qinglian was shocked, and the two maidservants were even more frightened and speechless. I only heard Su Qinglian gasp and say, "You guys...... What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Tianyi snorted angrily, the fat on his face trembled, but his eyes bloomed with an erotic light: "I can't get on the little white face?"

Su Qinglian said in horror: "You...... It's inconvenient for you today...... Someone, help!"

"Hehe, it's not a chick, why do you want to scream so loudly. Even if you cut your throat, it's useless. Tianyi said wildly.

And the proprietress with a few thugs has already heard the sound.

"Tiangongzi, you are ......" The proprietress said: "In the past, I asked Miss Su to accompany the wine, and she never resisted. Why do you ...... like this?"

Huang Qi stood at the door and snorted coldly: "You haven't resisted? You won't even let us touch your hands, are you still called not resisting? Who wants to spoil our good deeds, I will learn my Huang Qi's knife!"

The scimitar in Huang Qi's hand is four feet long, like the shape of a tooth, nicknamed "Confused Fang", made of ** steel, once it hits the human body, the mysterious power in the steel may make people faint.

He deliberately exuded the powerful blood qi of the Blood Exchange Realm, and saw the pale cyan brilliance, flowing from the blood veins all over his body, scorching dazzlingly in the night sky, and his red hair was like a jumping ghost fire.

The Nine Heavens of Blood Exchange, the bloodlines emit nine colors of light, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black and white, and the phoenix emits blue light, which is the cultivation of the Five Heavens of the Blood Exchange Realm.

This group of thugs knew immediately that they were no match for the Phoenix. Moreover, the forces in the Tian family are not something that Dawn Tower can afford to provoke.

Huang Qi threw out a large ingot of gold, which weighed a pound and landed steadily on the ground. Not to mention the loss of this door panel, this ingot of gold is to smash all the tables and chairs in the lobby of the restaurant, and the compensation is definitely more than enough.

I only heard Huang Qi and said: "Su Qinglian is not a chick, we only play for one night, or give you a complete girl, you can still be a cash cow, what does it matter?"

Seeing this situation, this group of second ancestors was determined to spoil Su Qing's pity, and they couldn't save it, sighed, picked up the gold on the ground and retreated.

Su Qinglian saw the proprietress and a few thugs retreating, and several onlookers only watched from a distance, and couldn't help but completely lose their color, with tears in their eyes, and exclaimed: "Don't ......"

She did fall in love in the past, and for a while she couldn't control herself, and offered her innocent body to the handsome young man. However, voluntarily and being forced by others are absolutely completely different, she is a woman who sells her art after all, and now she is going to be ravaged back and forth by several bad-looking second ancestors, how can she not be afraid?

Tianyi has had the experience of abusing women many times, and the more frightened Su Qinglian was, the more tears flowed, the more pleasure he felt.

Huang Qi pulled down the curtain and walked into the room. The other second ancestors also restrained the two maidservants and tied them to the bed with sheets in a four-horse hoof posture.

Tianyi smiled lewdly: "Su bitch, let me try it first, and you toss those two first." Rest assured, tonight is our happy night, just like the confinement is perfect, everyone take your time, you have a share!"

After all, he had already forced Su Qing into a corner, kissing and hugging.

Su Qinglian flew up and wanted to kick him, but the gap in cultivation was too big, how could he be Tianyi's opponent?

Tianyi was like a cat playing with mice, watching Su Qinglian struggle to smash the mirror on the wall and the jade bracelet on the dresser one by one on the ground, and she was also disheveled due to the struggle, so she was violently pressed down on the bed, her hands were tied to the head of the bed with thick ropes, and her clothes were torn half covered and half exposed, and then she took off her pants and picked them with a shot.

The two maidservants could not escape the ravage, and were pressed on the bed by Huang Qi and several other second ancestors, pitiful and red like flowers and tears like raindrops.

In the courtyard, in the shade under the big tree, several figures flashed away, and the sound of "chirping" was faintly heard in the wind. (To be continued.) )