The gong outside the door was louder.

Murong Qiuhuang's eyes were already lit up, and everyone's eyes were already lit up.

Ye Guyun couldn't hear anything special about this gong, and he couldn't figure out why they were so happy.

The iron fan lady is not very happy, this joy does not seem to belong to her.

She looked at Ye Guyun and suddenly said, "Why are you unhappy?"

"Should I be happy?"

"You're all men, you should all be happy. As she spoke, she became desolate and desolate.

Ye Guyun suddenly looked at one of them and smiled, "Could it be that the daughter wants to throw a hydrangea and pick a princess?"

The man nodded, his eyes brightened with pleasure.

Murong Qiuhuang smiled faintly, "If you hand over Leng Jiansheng to her now, you can see her, and you will have the opportunity to become the prime minister's son-in-law." ”

Ye Guyun's face was expressionless.

The sun is not intense at dusk, and the evening breeze becomes soft and cool.

On the street, the coolies had returned by this time, the tall buildings had been built, and the bright red hydrangeas were shaking in the hands of the girl.

The girl's eyes were burning and shining.

Of course, the eyes below were brighter, and Murong Qiuhuang actually walked out, standing at the door, quietly looking at the girl.

He knew that the girl would definitely look at him more, and his mature and dashing demeanor was not always seen, and he was confident that he could attract her.

The girl was really looking at him, and she was actually smiling.

Murong Qiuhuang also smiled.

He exhaled, although he didn't find Leng Jiansheng, he didn't regret it, because after all, he had attracted a daughter.

He believed that the daughter at this time must be thinking about how to do it.

Ye Guyun looked at the iron fan lady and smiled, "Why don't you go out and have a look?"

"Why did I go out to see. The iron fan lady said, "As long as I take care of you now, my benefits will not be less." ”

Ye Guyun smiled, "You go outside to stand up, if you receive the hydrangea, wouldn't it be more beneficial?"

The iron fan lady's face turned red, and she smiled coldly, "It won't be good for me to receive the hydrangea, can't you see it?"

Ye Guyun nodded, "If you grab the hydrangea, you can give it to Murong Gongzi, won't it be beneficial." ”

The iron fan lady was silent.

Murong Gongzi laughed, "This is indeed a good idea, but unfortunately it doesn't work, because this daughter is very special." ”

"How special?"

Ye Guyun can't see Qianjin's people, but he can barely see Qianjin's legs, just as Qianjin can only see Ye Guyun's legs, and she can't see Ye Guyun's face.

Murong Qiuhuang smiled and was silent.

At this time, seven people suddenly jumped down from the tall building, and seven swords.

Seven men suddenly stood in seven corners, carrying swords in their hands and a huge net, as if woven of silver thread, which at first glance was extremely strong and strong.

Ye Guyun was surprised, "What are they doing?"

Murong Qiuhuang smiled bitterly, "If someone receives a hydrangea and escapes, it must die, if a woman receives a hydrangea, it must die, if a person who is too thin receives a hydrangea, it must die, if a person who is too short receives a hydrangea, it must die, if it is ......." ”

Ye Guyun was stupid.

Where is this called provoking a lover, it is simply called murder.

Murong Qiuhuang smiled bitterly, "You must have something else to ask, don't you?"

"Yes. Ye Guyun stared at each sword and held a giant net in his other hand, he couldn't figure out what it was for, could it be that the people who received the hydrangea had to be caught in the net, and then take it back to show the daughter?

Murong Qiuhuang's wry smile was even stronger, "No matter who receives the hydrangea at the same time, they will definitely be caught in the giant net." ”

"And then?"

Then he was taken up and shown to his daughter. Murong Qiuhuang said again, "If you like it, take it back immediately to be the prime minister, and if you don't like it, kill it immediately, and then throw the hydrangea." ”

Ye Guyun exhaled, his face turned pale with anger.

Murong Qiuhuang said again, "Do you know where those seven swords come from?"

"I don't know. ”

"They are all famous swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, and they are also the famous seven heroes in the rivers and lakes. ”

Ye Guyun couldn't speak, he had already closed his mouth.

At this time, someone outside stretched out his hands and stretched them out high, ready to grab the hydrangea.

Murong Qiuhuang smiled, his hand was not stretched out, but he was fully prepared.

Ye Guyun said again, "Why don't you get closer?"

"I don't have to come close. ”

"Aren't you worried that the hydrangea will be snatched away by someone else, and you will be happy yourself?"

Murong Qiuhuang smiled, smiling confidently and proudly.

"You seem sure?"

"I'm sure and big. ”

Ye Guyun was stunned, and then said, "Don't you worry that the hydrangea can't be thrown here? ”

Murong Qiuhuang smiled again, "Don't worry about this, it is said that this daughter is also half of the people in the rivers and lakes, and her kung fu may be better than most people in the rivers and lakes." ”

Ye Guyun nodded, and said, "It seems that I have to congratulate you first, because none of the people standing here are better looking than you." ”

Murong Qiuhuang nodded and smiled.

Ye Guyun looked at the iron fan lady again, and suddenly asked, "If you were a daughter, who would you throw the hydrangea to?"

The iron fan lady didn't think about it, and said directly, "Of course it's Murong Shaoxia, he is young and promising, personable, sassy and heroic, dashing, and the jade tree is ...... in the wind." ”

Murong Qiuhuang chuckled.

Ye Guyun exhaled and coughed lightly, he was afraid that if the iron fan lady continued to talk like this, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this time, the gong outside had been struck, three gongs.

The daughter is holding the hydrangea and looking around, she seems to be looking for the lover in her heart, and the people below are going crazy.

The hand of the seven swords below suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword and held it tightly, as if it would kill at any time.

Murong Qiuhuang also smiled faintly, his weapon was a smile, and it was also his charm.

It is not an exaggeration that many girls face his smile and will not be able to sleep when they go back, get lovesick and then depressed.

Ye Guyun couldn't help but want to vomit.

The ball in the daughter's hand was finally thrown.

As soon as the hydrangea was thrown, it was in the hands of a person, who was really good, and he was not very old, and he would not be annoying when he laughed.

He burst out laughing.

Just as he was smiling proudly, the sword light flashed, blood splashed, and his body suddenly turned into two.

This man is dead!

The tip of the sword was not dripping with blood, it was slightly sheathed, and he said, "This man is too thin. ”

Ye Guyun exhaled and shook his head again.

Everyone was taken aback, as if they didn't believe it was true, but they had to believe it.

The hydrangea was already in the hands of the daughter, and she called happily, "You go on, it doesn't matter." ”

At this time, the hydrangea has been thrown again, and the person below suddenly swept over and hugged the hydrangea, this person's light skills are not as good as the previous person, but it is not too bad.

The daughter looked at this person without a trace of a smile on her face.

The sword closest to this person suddenly struck, the sword light flashed, and his life was reimbursed.

The moment the man hugged the hydrangea, the muscles on his cheeks suddenly twisted and deformed, and blood shot out of his throat like an arrow.

Everyone was surprised again, surprised and frightened.

There are already seven or eight people in this who have swept up like swallows and rushed to the sky, this kind of hydrangea selection Langjun, even the storyteller can't say.

Qianjin smiled and looked below, although there were not many people below, there were still many good-looking ones.

She smiled and said, "Hurry up and grab the hydrangea, and if you grab it, you will go back to the marriage cave with me," and she suddenly threw it out again.

The hydrangea thrown this time is not so attractive, and many people are reluctant to pick it up.

But someone followed.

Murong Qiuhuang sneered, standing there motionless, he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

The man held the hydrangea tightly in one hand and the hilt of the sword in the other, and his eyes were fixed on the nearest sword, one of the seven swords of the daughter.

The daughter was still expressionless, without a hint of a smile.

A sword suddenly moved, and as soon as he moved, he suddenly killed the person who snatched the hydrangea.

The speed of the sword, the ruthlessness of the killing, there may never be more than ten people in the rivers and lakes, and the person who snatched the hydrangea is of course also a swordsman, but his sword is still in the sheath, and the hand holding the sword still holds the hilt tightly.

This man is still young, and the smile on his face is never annoying, even if a man sees him, he will think that this person is a good match for his daughter.

But he was dead, under one of the seven swords that Qianjin had brought.

The blood on the tip of the sword had not yet dripped before it was suddenly sheathed.

Of course, the hydrangea has reached the daughter's hand, and she is still smiling, smiling gently and movingly, "You go on, it doesn't matter." ”

Everyone's faces became ugly, and their hearts seemed to have been cast an invisible shadow.

The remnant sun vanished, and the night gradually covered the land.

Qianjin suddenly looked at Murong Qiuhuang and smiled.

Murong Qiuhuang's face looked pale like a dead man in the night, and he suddenly put his hands behind his back, as if he was determined not to pick up this hydrangea.

He didn't want to die under these seven swords.

There aren't many people downstairs, but there are still people with backbone inside, and the most backbone is of course the most ferocious person with the most nose pumping.

The man suddenly shouted and pointed at Qianjin, "Are you throwing hydrangeas or killing people?"

The daughter was not angry, but actually smiled, "Of course it's to throw hydrangeas." ”

"That guy ...... just now. ”

The daughter stopped talking.

One of the seven swords below suddenly said, "That person's name is Yang Yuchi, and he already has eight aunts, sixteen sons, and twenty-four daughters, and he hired twenty women to accompany him to eat, bathe, and ......sleep in the Chunxiang Pavilion last night. ”

The faces of the listeners were distorted, the stuffiness in the noses suddenly disappeared, and they couldn't speak half a word for a long time.

I saw that the sword suddenly forced to look at this person, the stuffiness in his nose had disappeared, but there was a look of fear in his eyes.

There are fewer people downstairs.

Qikou Sword still stood there motionless, one hand tightly gripping the hilt of the sword, the other tightly gripping the giant net.

Night had fallen completely, and everyone had melted into the darkness, and everyone's face was as pale as paper.

Two lanterns had floated upstairs, and the woman carrying the lantern had a yellow and thin face, but her body stood straight, and her eyes were shining like ghost fires floating in hell.

Suddenly, the two men stood one on one side, standing like stakes on either side.

The daughter smiled, she was still smiling.

He smiled and threw the hydrangea towards Murong Qiuhuang.