The beauty rolls the beaded curtains, sits deeply and frowns, but when she sees the tears wet, she doesn't know who she hates?

Leng Beicheng rushed up to the spring boudoir building with joy, his eyes were always looking at the weeping people in the curtain, and there was nothing else to do. + Top Novel,

Lace skirt, first saw a small bottle held in Leng Beicheng's hand, green as jade, crystal clear. She turned around and smiled, "Master, you're finally here." ”

"Yaya-" Leng Beicheng's voice was urgent and excited, as if he wanted to do the most important thing in his life, and he couldn't wait for a long time.

Lei Xiaoya leaned against the tent beside the bed and groaned in pain.

"Rotten bastard, is it really you?Yaya isn't dreaming?cough cough......" The corners of her lips were red, and there were blood stains on the floor in front of the bed.

Lace Skirt stood helplessly next to the young lady, and the handkerchief she held in her hand was also soaked with blood, a shocking red.

Xiaoya's eyes were filled with tears, and she bit her lower lip tightly, revealing her white teeth like braided shells.

"Yaya, don't be afraid, I've already gotten the 'elixir of immortality'. If you hold on, I will definitely save you, believe me!" Leng Beicheng was too excited and heartbroken, and Su Ri's composure and calmness had long since disappeared without a trace.

The two girls now knew that Leng Beicheng was holding the legendary "immortal medicine" that could bring the dead back to life; Lei Xiaoya turned her head, her face was pale, and her voice carried a kind of disheartened loneliness: "It's useless...... Don't ...... anymore."

"Don't talk nonsense," Leng Beicheng carefully held the bottle in his hand in front of Xiao Ya, and said with a stern expression: "Yaya, look, this is the 'immortal medicine', take it obediently, and your illness will be cured......

All eyes in the room were focused on this small bottle. The purple-red stopper of the turquoise bottle pierced the eye like a red teardrop.

"The physical illness is cured, but what about the mental illness?" Xiaoya lowered her eyes, and suddenly a tear fell. Her crooked eyebrows were deeply locked, as if every dark eyebrow was a melancholy that could not be opened, and her mournful appearance almost immediately crushed Leng Beicheng's heart.

Leng Beicheng's hand holding the bottle trembled, and he almost threw the bottle away, and his face suddenly darkened.

Lei Xiaoya smiled strangely: "I just want to have a cold baby, the child is innocent, I just want to die with him......"

Leng Beicheng suddenly made a move and put a little on Xiaoya's back.

Immediately, Xiaoya's laughter stopped, her mouth open, and she gasped hard, unable to make a sound, and her beautiful eyes revealed indescribable sadness and indignation.

"Yaya, don't talk too much, as long as you take this 'immortal medicine', no matter what happens, no matter who is wrong, wait until you are well......"

There was indescribable pain in Leng Beicheng's eyes, he unscrewed the lid of the jade bottle, and immediately a faint fragrance emanated, refreshing people's hearts. Leng Beicheng pinched Xiaoya's chin with his right hand and brought the jade bottle close to her lips.

"Woo-" Xiaoya sighed indistinctly, but couldn't struggle.

Suddenly, a shadow like light smoke swept down from the top of the beam, snatched the jade bottle from Leng Beicheng in a panic, and smiled evilly: "Leng Beicheng, we meet again." ”

"It's you!" Leng Beicheng looked up at the man angrily.

It was a gray-haired, terminally ill young man in fine clothes, whom he had met two days earlier under the ancient locust tree outside the house.

"Doctor Gu?!, why are you?" said in a broken voice.

Leng Beicheng said hatefully: "He is indeed Doctor Gu, but his original name is 'Famous Killer Doctor' Doctor Gu." ”

The young man in the Chinese suit had an indescribable obscene aura hidden in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and said with a grin: "Yes, it's me, as long as you are willing to cut yourself, I will give the 'immortal medicine' to your sweetheart to live, speaking of which, I am the personal doctor specially invited by Lei Sanye to diagnose Grandma Guo." ”

Leng Beicheng clenched his fists, and his face began to turn dark red: "From your eighth junior brother Shu Ziti, to your third junior brother Jin Mengzhen, and then to your fifth junior sister Mei Chao crazy, why? Why do you 'Medicine King Valley' refuse to let me go, refuse to let go of 'Liangcheng'? Why is this?"

"The reason is very simple," Doctor Gu took a long time, squinted at Leng Beicheng, and said slowly: "Because our 'Qinglong Boss' is to make you ruined and make your life worse than death!"

Leng Beicheng's voice was like cold iron, and he said word by word: "Qing!Dragon!Old!Big!Yes!Who?"

Doctor Gu smiled: "Don't worry, our Qinglong boss hasn't played enough with you, and when the game is over, he will naturally come out to see you, and he is guaranteed to surprise you." ”

Leng Beicheng suddenly took off and shot at Doctor Gu in the corner of the room.

He vented all his anger and disappointment on Dr. Gu, and he grabbed it as fast as lightning and pinched Dr. Gu's neck.

"Say, who is the Qinglong Boss?" Leng Beicheng's voice was as cold as frozen iron.

"Ah......h Leng Beicheng let go of his hand, and Doctor Gu immediately froze on the ground, and died of black blood from the seven orifices.

"Damn. Leng Beicheng said with hatred: "I'd rather take poison and commit suicide than confess the secret of the 'Qinglong Boss'!"

"Rotten bastard—" Xiaoya called out with difficulty, "Let's go, thank you for coming so far to see Yaya...... I'm two months pregnant, it's Guo Shuzhong, and we'll never go back...... Never going back......"

Leng Beicheng's heart seemed to have been hit by a hammer of several thousand catties, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time......

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In the "Embroidered Spring Building", there are still men and women, singing and dancing.

This is the most lively fireworks place in "Liaocheng", and it is also the most lingering gold nest for dignitaries and wealthy businessmen.

Tonight, several of the larger private rooms in the main building were all chartered by the big customers, and the tables of fine wine and food, and the rows of courtesans and dancers were shuttling through the clouds like a stream, and they were busy.

Compared with the lively and festive main building, a small room in the side building is much colder.

The half-drunk and half-awake silver-haired man in white grabbed the girl who was about to quietly withdraw and asked, "If you don't drink with your grandfather here, where are you going?"

The girl with her breasts half-exposed hurriedly smiled and said: "Master, don't be angry, Guo Ershao of 'Iron Sword Gate' is very happy, tonight I will have a banquet for relatives and friends upstairs, Lord Ling, Peng Wuye, these big names in the city have arrived, and the sisters have all received red envelopes and rewards, I don't think about it......"

The silver-haired man glanced at the brightly lit and bustling main building from afar, and that glance seemed to have stopped all the long time......

I heard an angry voice upstairs say: "Grandma, Li Shibai is such a big shelf, let Lao Tzu wait for him here for half a day!"

Another majestic voice said: "Peng Lao Wu, don't be frizzy, tonight's matter, the master of the 'November Hall' is coming, you are making such a fuss, you don't want to live alone, everyone wants to have a good death!"

It was a middle-aged scribe wrapped in a cyan turban who spoke, but what he had in his eyes was not civil, but murderous. Beside him stood a dwarf man with a tiger's face and leopard eyes, and an old bustard coated with a thick layer of rouge.

The middle-aged scribe stood there with a bluffed face, and everyone, including Guo Shuzhong, did not dare to sit down.

Peng Wuhu, the short man with angry eyebrows, lowered his head, his fist the size of a sea bowl clenched tightly, but he didn't dare to refute the words of the middle-aged scribe.

After a while, the old bustard Zhao Sanhao interjected: "Fifth master, if you say this, aren't you afraid of the 'lore order' of the deputy general manager of the criminal 'Twelve Green Dragons'?

Peng Wuhu still didn't dare to refute half a sentence, but his fists were full of muscles.

Ling Lingqi, the prefect who only listened to the scribe's dress, touched his long beard, swept everyone with a sharp eye, and said: "Tonight's matter, it's better to be careful, I received a report that Xiao Liang Wang of the 'Fugui Group' also came to 'Liaocheng'." ”

The men and women in the building lost their voices and said, "Chai Ruge!"

Ling Lingqi's face was worried, and he said lightly: "What are you panicking about? Just a few of us, we won't be alarmed, and we won't be alarmed." ”

Peng Wuhu couldn't hold back for a while, and asked, "So according to the adult's opinion, who is Chai Xiaowang here for?"

Ling Lingqi said: "This official doesn't know, I only know that there are at least three people coming to the main hall tonight, and the hall master has made a special trip to Chai Ruge in November." ”

Zhao Sanhao said in horror: "Ah, is the second master coming too?"

Ling Lingqi nodded and said, "There is also Deputy Hall Master Li." ”

Peng Wuhu was about to open his mouth to inquire who the third person was, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door outside.

The faces of everyone in the room changed.

The oil lamp sizzled, Guo Shuzhong listened carefully, only to hear two more taps, one long and one short, before he said happily: "The people from the main hall have arrived." ”

Ling Lingqi, Peng Wuhu, and Zhao Sanhao had a whole face, and they all stood near the door to greet each other, and Guo Shuzhong opened the door.

The door opened, but there was no one outside.

Guo Shuzhong said strangely: "Huh, how can there be no one—"

I saw that the candlelight flickered slightly, and there were three more people in the room, like fallen leaves floating in from the window, silent, silent.

Three people, one tall and weather-ridden, the other thin and delicate, and the other a beautiful young man, dressed in brocade clothes, with a face like a peach blossom and a crown of jade, looked at the candles on the table as soon as they entered.

The beautiful boy stood in the room, as if all the candlelight was shining for him alone, but he was so free and easy that even the candlelight could not touch his pink shirt.

The three men and one woman in the room saluted respectfully: "The subordinates see the hall master and deputy hall master Li." ”

No one greeted the third beautiful boy, because they didn't know who this handsome boy was. The beautiful young man looked at the flickering octagonal candle on the table leisurely, and he didn't think it was wrong. The candle flame flickered in his charming eyes, and even his eyebrows were bewitching.

——No one would have thought that the famous chivalrous man in the martial arts, the righteous and thin clouds, the master of the "Iron Sword Gate" "Lu Jian Buping" Guan Buping, and the deputy master of the "Iron Sword Tragedy" Li Shibai would be the two leaders of the "November Hall" arranged by the "Blue Dragon Society" in the "Shandong" area.

I can't even think of breaking my head.