Chapter 328: A Hundred Turns

Sikong Haoran's eyes gradually narrowed, his whole body and mind were tense to the extreme, and the aura emanating from the two graceful curves was exactly the same as the one he had felt on the avenue before.

"Are they starting to feel tempted to do it?" snorted coldly, and the ponytail between his lips and teeth swayed back and forth like a girl sitting on a swing.

He still maintained his current sitting position, but his soul power was always locked on the two people who were slowly approaching, and as soon as they moved at all, the long sword on the table would suddenly unsheath, revealing the sharpest fangs.

No matter how eye-catching the scenery you are, the bewitching style that makes people's blood run high, is a stunning stunner that you can't ask for, and in his eyes, it is just a bunch of pink skeletons.

As soon as Qingqiu and Wutong walked into the wine shop, countless eyes looked at them.

Some of the bowls in their hands tilted and they didn't care when they spilled their drinks, some of the wine poured between their teeth was like the water of the ebb tide overflowing from their lips, and some of them rolled back and forth uncontrollably as they moved forward, and even got up from their seats.

"Such a beautiful person, even a glimpse of it is enough to caress away these days of hard work!"

"These slender legs, slender waist, towering hip line, full peaks, especially the light veil that seems to be hidden, if you can worship under this peony flower, you will be a ghost. โ€

"I haven't opened the meat for three days, I didn't expect this poor and remote place to be so stunning, Lao Tzu's trip is worth it. โ€

A faint cold light flashed in Sycamore's eyes, a harbinger of the serpent's imminent attack, but she didn't make a move. Qingqiu didn't have the same good temperament as hers, and the invisible soul attack was like a swift jackal, tearing at their most fragile soul ocean.

"Poof!"

Before the screams could be made, mouthfuls of blood gushed out like a torrent that burst the embankment, what is the soul chasing stabbing, the shrunken pupils, trembling nerves, and trembling bodies all tell them that they have provoked a flower covered with spikes all over their bodies, and it is also the kind of blood-colored mandala that will kill at the touch of it.

Qingqiu didn't care about their life or death, and her eyes were cold and piercing.

Those disrespectful drinkers were instantly devastated, and their bodies were cold, and they couldn't care about the injuries in their bodies, so they fled with a roll of ashes.

The merchants and experienced people who wanted to come to rest on the avenue had already seen it, but they did not approach but stopped, waiting for them to choose to go and sit again, so as not to suffer from the fish in the pond.

The ponytail between Sikong Haoran's lips and teeth rotated in a different direction, and his vigilance was even greater, but he didn't show the slightest hint, and shouted heavily: "Xiao Er, you can't do this business, do you want to die of thirst? Believe it or not, the master burned down your wine shop!"

The shopkeeper was already standing at the door with food and wine, and after a short period of surprise, his face was immediately full of smiles, fortunately he collected the food and drink fees in advance, otherwise he would have to work in vain today.

It is not one or two similar cases to happen in the wine shop, he has long been accustomed to such things, and it is already very lucky to be able to pick up a life These scattered cultivators, he came to Sikong Haoran with wine and food, and said with a smile: "Master, you dissipate your anger, our apricot blossom wine and food can definitely make you forget the previous unpleasantness." โ€

After putting them one by one, the shopkeeper just wanted to leave, two beautiful figures appeared beside him, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, he could see everything clearly just now, the more beautiful the woman, the more dangerous, today is an unforgettable scene.

"Two girls, please..."

As soon as the shopkeeper's left hand stretched out, he saw Qingqiu and Wutong slowly sitting at Sikong Haoran's wine table, and a dreamlike Sanskrit voice came into his ears: "We will be with this son." โ€

"This..."Fine beads of sweat appeared on the forehead of the shopkeeper, and he looked at Sikong Haoran, the son of the family, in embarrassment, for fear that he would be unhappy for a while, and even the table was overturned.

"According to this son's order, I will also give us a copy, and add an extra bottle of good apricot blossom wine. Wutong flicked his fingers, and ten taels of snowflake silver fell into the arms of the shopkeeper: "What, do you want me to burn down your wine shop?"

Sikong Haoran raised his hand, and the shopkeeper was like a pardon, like a pair of hot wheels under his feet, and ran into the wine store with a smoke.

The aroma of apricot blossom wine overflowed in the lips and teeth, and it soaked into the abdominal cavity, and the scorching heat of half a day was washed away, Sikong Haoran shook his head intoxicated: "Good wine!"

Glancing at the two of them, even though Qingqiu wore a light veil and did not show her face, her cold temperament was still out of the water hibiscus. And the sycamore, beautiful and refined, the appearance is not inferior to the Qingqiu, but it has more enthusiasm.

The feeling they brought to Sikong Haoran was very strange, it seemed to be completely beyond his expectations, if they came to intercept and kill, then why did the two of them expose their strength in advance, and deliberately sat at the same wine table with themselves, did they have no fear, or did they have another purpose?

No matter which one it is, Sikong Haoran is extremely cautious, the soul attack that Qingqiu has just released, she can clearly feel that her soul realm is at the same level as herself, the pseudo-heaven realm!

And although Wutong did not show his strength, but the cold light that flashed in his eyes just now was seen by him, and it can be seen from the aura emanating from their bodies that both of them are junior Sword Emperors, and their strength may be even higher!

"Childe drinks by himself, can't you see the two of us?" You're nervous. โ€

Wutong was very surprised, with the appearance of their sisters, any man with strong blood would not be able to take his eyes off when he saw it, and even glanced at it unscrupulously, but he, only had a brief fluctuation at the first glance, and there was no more charming thought, which made her more and more curious.

Qingqiu also looked at Sikong Haoran, he released the soul attack just now, firstly, to punish the little man, and secondly, the most important reason was to test his reaction, and sure enough, as she expected, the fangs under the seemingly unremarkable appearance were already hideous.

Trample... Trample...

The shopkeeper walked quickly, came to him with wine and food, and after putting them on one by one, he said goodbye and left with a smile, but he was actually panicked.

"I don't know the two girls, why are you nervous," Sikong Haoran was expressionless, a glass of apricot blossom wine entered his throat again, and his voice changed: "You are not flood beasts, and you can't eat people, besides, who eats who doesn't necessarily want to." โ€

"Oh?" Wutong held his chin with his right hand, tilted his head, and said with a smile: "Does Childe want to eat me first, or sister?"

Sikong Haoran was stunned for a moment, and even his right hand holding the wine glass appeared to stop for a while.

"Hee-hee!" Wutong smiled and smiled, and said fragrantly again: "Dare to ask the son's surname, where he lives, and whether he has a wife and children at home? โ€

Sikong Haoran was speechless, he was so out of words that he forgot how to answer.

Even if he is allowed to fight now, he will not have such embarrassment, even in the face of the extremely vicious demonic beasts, he will not be at a loss at the moment, but these emotions are not exposed in the slightest.

"I'm Wutong, my sister's name is Qingqiu, the family wants us to come to find a husband, I think the son is very suitable," Wutong looked at Sikong Haoran pretending to be calm and very funny, the kind of entanglement that couldn't distinguish between friend and foe made her smile very much: "What do you think?"

Wutong said half-truths, and the task given to them by Jiuyou was to protect Sikong Haoran, and at the same time secretly pointed out this meaning.

Qingqiu's eyes narrowed slightly: "..."

Sikong Haoran was dumbfounded, and the Azure Python meat between his lips and teeth forgot to chew.

The women he met, the third senior sister Qian Lulu, Yun Jufeng, Song Yiyi, and Chen Shuying, which one of them didn't wave their swords at each other without saying a word, except for the little senior sister who is usually naughty, pit herself, where will she be as straightforward as Wutong.

"Ahem," Sikong Haoran swallowed the Azure Python meat, put a glass of apricot blossom wine into his throat, slowly retracted his left foot, and said lightly: "In Xia Liu Xu." โ€

Liu Xu, the leader of the Heavenly Wolf Organization of the Outer Gate of the Sword Sect, Sikong Haoran borrowed his name, and besides, this name is very popular, and it will not be noticed.

The pink lips under Qingqiu's light veil were slightly curved, and he looked at the gaze handed over by Wutong, and then glanced back at Sikong Haoran, and said coldly: "Where is Liu Gongzi going?"

Sikong Haoran was even more confused, what were they going to do, judging from their words and deeds just now, it didn't seem to be to be against themselves, but the words were full of weirdness.

"My son traveled all the way to the mountains and rivers, and I heard that the Gusu people were outstanding, and the girl was even more moist and had a lot of tricks, just to see the real face. Sikong Haoran's words were explicit, and his eyes were even more intentional or unintentionally skimming under Wutong's snow-white neck.

Dignified son, how can he lose his momentum to two little girls, on Fengyue and shamelessness, he should be right.

This series of changes, in the eyes of the experienced Qingqiu and Wutong, is full of flaws, they did not debunk it, but saw the fun that others did not have, this trip may be more interesting.

"You haven't answered Wutong's words yet," Wutong stretched out Qianqiansu's hand, took the wine cup on the table, and tilted down towards Sikong Haoran's wine bowl: "Childe's family will not have a wife and children, how about Wutong, can you occupy an inch of Gongzi's heart." โ€

Wutong put down the wine cup, took the wine bowl in front of him and turned around, raised his head slightly, and whispered: "According to our customs there, after drinking this bowl of wine, I will be the son of the son, and in the future... But you have to treat the sycamore. โ€

"If you behave well, so can your sister. โ€

Qingqiu couldn't wait to strangle this Nizi to death, although she knew that Wutong was molesting Sikong Haoran, but being so explicit still made her a little uncomfortable.

Vata!รฒwรณ?!

Nani oo!

Sikong Haoran's wine bowl stopped in mid-air trembled slightly in the crisp collision sound, and he saw Wutong drink it all, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Are the women outside so proactive? In this comparison, the senior sisters of the Sword Sect are simply murderous demonic beasts.

Sikong Haoran's pupils contracted, and the soul power of the pseudo-heaven realm always paid attention to Wutong's every move, he didn't believe that he could attract a person's attention with his current appearance, and they were two stunning beauties.

Wutong did not find the slightest movement in the whole process of pouring wine, and the corners of his mouth outlined a different arc, and he also drank it all.

Looking at the empty wine bowl in Sikong Haoran's hand, Wutong smiled like a flower, his head drooped slightly, and the cunning in the depths of his pupils flashed, and then he moved his body obediently: "Husband, in the future... But you have to be gentle with the sycamore. โ€

Qingqiu looked at Wutong's well-behaved appearance, and the slightly pursed lips under the light veil were beautiful, and couldn't help but cast his eyes on Sikong Haoran who was smiling.

"Not good!"

Sikong Haoran's eyes shrank suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and his lower abdomen surged in an instant.

Because with his Sword Emperor primary strength, he couldn't dissolve this inexplicable medicinal power, and what he didn't expect was that with his pseudo-heaven realm soul power, he couldn't detect when Wutong was poisoned.

The cold sword aura filled the void, the wine and food on the table turned into powder one by one, and Qingqiu and Wutong avoided it like ghosts.

"Husband, this is a meeting gift from Wutong to you, colorless, tasteless, shadowless and invisible, even if your strength reaches the Sword Emperor, you don't want to dissolve the medicinal power in a moment or three, behind the wine shop is the thatched house, my sister and I are waiting for you here." โ€

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