"I wish Hongaya..."

Qin Lang muttered, looking at the masked man standing with his chest in front of him, and suddenly realized that although the other party was tall, he was indeed a woman's figure, half a circle smaller than his own big man.

In terms of height, he is actually a little taller than Gu Jin.

Of course, Gu Jin's height is already tall among women.

However, when it happened suddenly, Qin Lang was still a little incredible, rubbing his hands, recalling the touch of his fingertips touching the other party's throat at that moment, and said hesitantly:

"[Thousand Hands Ben Thunder Falling Pear Knife] That Ben Lei, is it really you?"

"I'm not."

“？”

"Are you?"

“……”

This kid...

Wrong.

This sister...

The little mouth is quite slippery...

"Oh yes, about my sister taking care of the silver bottle, Qin Mou thanked me here first."

Qin Lang said respectfully, and when Zhu Hongyan heard this, he laughed briskly:

"Ha~, you thank me? Who are you the county lord? ”

"I..."

It's really a pot that can't be opened, Qin Lang's heart suddenly became depressed again:

"I'm her... Boyfriend..."

Boyfriend?

The first time I heard that there are men and women who are friends, Zhu Hongyan shook her head and made a circle in the same place, and then jumped on a rockery next to her and sat up:

"You're not a colt anyway, are you?"

"Naturally not..."

"Cut, then why are you still ashamed of me? I, ah, I just came to stay in this boring mansion because of His Majesty's entrustment, and I have nothing to do with you, and I want to thank the county lord to thank me personally. ”

“……”

Qin Lang originally wanted to express his kindness, but he was speechless by Zhu Hongyan's words, and suddenly fell silent.

"Hey."

Zhu Hongyan bent over, supported her right elbow on her knee, supported her cheek with her palm, and looked at Qin Lang who was in a daze below:

"By the way, how do you know that I'm a sister and not a sister?"

"Ah, this one..."

There is one thing to say, Qin Lang didn't expect her to ask this question, and organized the following language:

"First of all, I've heard Sumire call her "Little Sumire", so I feel like you're never too young. ”

"Uh-huh, and then what~"

Maybe it's really as Zhu Hongya said, she is bored enough to stay in this county lord's mansion, anyway, she is full of interest in Qin Lang at the moment, and the action of supporting her cheeks with one hand has also become a two-handed cheek support, revealing a girlish agility.

"And then there is... Feel free to estimate. ”

"How do you estimate it?"

"For example, today's empress, in terms of strength, merit, and creation, belongs to the posture of heaven, and she is twenty-six years old this year. As for Lord Ben Lei, Qin felt that it should be at the level of a grandmaster...... This kind of strength, if it is the same age as the saint, or older, it is normal, but if it is too young than the saint, such as just twenty like Qin, it is too demonic, and it is even more genius than the empress, and it is unlikely. ”

Hmmm-

As soon as Qin Lang's voice fell, Zhu Hongyan's figure on the rockery suddenly seemed to disappear out of thin air, and then in the blink of an eye, he reappeared in front of Qin Lang, and the silver mask was less than a finger away from Qin Lang's face:

"I said you, are you mocking me for not being as talented as Su Yupan?"

Calling the empress by her name, Qin Lang's throat moved:

"Qin has no intention of mocking."

"Really?"

"Hmm."

Qin Lang's face does not change color and his heart does not beat:

"What Qin said is the truth."

"Huh...?"

Zhu Hongyan raised her head slightly, although she was wearing a mask, Qin Lang could imagine her slightly narrowed eyes.

Qin Lang is not crazy, what is there to be crazy about a half-step grandmaster in front of a grandmaster.

It's just that Qin Lang feels that in this case, he should be right to behave a little bit.

Haven't many scripts written about this kind of bridge?

……

A certain stinky boy met the big guy, and then he didn't compliment the big guy at all, but said something that seemed offensive to the big guy, but the big guy would look up to the sky and laugh, pat the stinky boy on the shoulder and say:

"Yes, you are very arrogant, and you have the demeanor of an old man."

Then the big guy taught the stinky boy some peerless martial arts, or became the stinky boy's umbrella from then on.

……

Syllable.

Sure enough, after Qin Lang "offended" Lord Zhu Benlei, the other party also patted Qin Lang's shoulder.

"Little brother, yes, you are very arrogant..."

Okay, bet right.

The corners of Qin Lang's mouth, which were still a little nervous, began to curl a little.

Then, halfway through, it collapsed again.

“… If you are so arrogant, it means that you are very underwhelmed..."

"Huh? No, Lord Benlei... I..."

Obviously, there is a small gap between reality and Qin Lang's imagination.

Before Qin Lang could react, a few wisps of silver light like electric snakes had already wrapped around Zhu Hongyan's right hand wrapped in strips of cloth.

Bang——!

A veritable thunderous punch.

The grandmaster's sister taught the stinky brother of the half-step grandmaster, it was so simple and rude, after all, they all belonged to the masters, so there was no need to worry about crushing the other party with a light touch.

But even so, when the palms of the heart guard shook the golden light of the moment, Qin Lang still flew out upside down in embarrassment, his body stopped two or three feet away, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"It's really worthy of Lord Benlei..."

Qin Lang spit out a mouthful of old blood on the ground, and arched his hand with a smile:

“… Terrible. ”

"That's~We're grandmasters~"

Zhu Hongyan happily accepted Qin Lang's praise, and could see that it was sincere, so she inadvertently used the language habits of the northern region of the Great Zhou.

As for the blood at the corner of Qin Lang's mouth, the two of them were not hypocritical.

Because both sides know very well that when they reach their level of martial arts masters, whether it is a powerful external strength refining body or a majestic internal force protection, the strength of the five internal organs is no longer comparable to ordinary people, and the punch just now seems to vomit blood, but in fact, it is just a little bit of a very small blood vessel, and there is no big problem.

But it still hurts.

"Lord Benlei..."

"Okay, you don't have to doubt it."

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Hongyan sat on the rockery again, and looked down at Qin Lang by the moonlight:

"Little brother, I admit that in addition to teaching you arrogance, this punch is indeed mixed with a little personal grudge, who told you to break that person's heart?"

Zhu Hongyan raised her head as she spoke, and looked in the direction of the county lord's boudoir:

"Don't forget my identity, anyway, she's also covered by me, you bully her, of course I have to clean you up and make up for it, understand?"

"Qin understands..."

Qin Langxin said that he really hurt the heart of the silver bottle, and the silver bottle only slapped himself, physiologically speaking, it is not painful or itchy, and there is nothing wrong with letting Ben Lei make up for it:

“… This punch is indeed far less than what I owe to the silver bottle. ”

"What's that?"

However, what she didn't expect was that when Zhu Hongyan heard Qin Lang sigh so emotionally, she suddenly jumped off the rockery very dissatisfied, raised her hand and pushed it towards Qin Lang's chest, and her little arm, which didn't look thick, forcibly pushed Qin Lang back a few steps.

"What do you owe to Su Yinhua? That's your business! It's Sumire's business! I'm talking about you, the Holy One! A debt to our family Su Yupan! ”

"Ahh Yes? ”

"Ah, you're big! You don't think you only owe Su Yinhua, right? ”

"This... What the adults are saying is..."

Qin Lang couldn't deny that he owed a lot of women at present.

"Don't forget that Su Yupan is the emperor, you have heard of which dynasty and which generation of which emperor, for the sake of a good match, made all kinds of... Various... What the emperor shouldn't and doesn't need to do? ”

"Like...?"

"Like... For example, compromising with your sisters, detouring around the bend, thinking about this, that, that... Oh, I can't tell, that's what it means! ”

Zhu Hongyan slapped her right palm with her left fist and said something very disobedient:

"Anyway, if I'm the emperor and I fall in love with a certain man, then don't think about it, just send someone or go in person, and it's over if you catch the harem! What other sisters and sisters, if they don't accept it, they will be spanked! What kind of outsiders' gossip, if you don't accept it, you will cut off your head directly! ”

“……”

"Humph! is an emperor, or an emperor with such high martial arts, and he still has to grind and chirp to find a man? Still can't do whatever you want? Didn't the emperor act in vain? Little brother Qin Lang, you said yes, right? ”

“……”

Qin Lang's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he didn't know how to reply at all.

I can only say that this Lord Benlei... It's tough...

"So, I don't care if you owe Su Yinhua or not, I personally stand on the side of the saint, as for my attitude towards the emotional entanglement between the saint and you... As you may have heard, it's actually quite simple. ”

Zhu Hongyan faced the air, swung her seemingly small fist twice, and her voice was full of heroic poise and confidence:

"The man you like, just rely on your own strength to grab it! No more~! ”

(End of chapter)