After a little silence, Qingluo lowered her eyebrows and smiled lightly, and said coquettishly: "Oh, although my sister is handsome, she is a woman......"

Before she finished speaking, Rou'er rolled her eyes, pursed her lips, and interrupted her: "Don't pretend to be garlic, what kind of person are you foxes, our Ye Meng can find out clearly, don't you think that my Ye family's Yunshui Building is just a decoration? You already like women, my sister Wan'er is so good, don't you like it?"

"Rou'er......" Wan'er's pretty face turned red, she raised her Rou'er and patted Rou'er, complaining a little that she was open-mouthed, "Don't talk nonsense!"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, saw Qingluo with a gloomy face, smiled secretly in his heart, inadvertently made a gesture of encouragement to Rou'er, and then pretended to be slightly apologetic and said, "This...... Qingluo Fairy, this little girl of my family has always been like this, let you see the joke! However, Wan'er is not bad, this son is here, naturally not with you, I just want to know who is behind this 'Wenxiangju'?"

While speaking, Ye Feng's eyes did not focus on the charming Qingluo, but looked at the two girls beside him gently, as if he disdained Qingluo. The two girls were shy, and they both glanced at Qingluo with a little smugness.

No matter how much Qingluo hates men, being ignored by a man like this still makes her deeply shocked, not to mention that she is a Luoyang Oiran, and there are countless men who want to kiss her. Thinking of this, the smile on Qingluo Fan's face was more supple, the willow waist swayed more, and he took a few steps closer, picked up the wine on the table, and his bewitching delicate body was clinging to Ye Feng.

Seeing this, Wan'er and Rou'er were furious, their eyes showed a cold light, but Qingluo didn't realize it, and rubbed Ye Feng's body by herself. Ye Feng was a little surprised, smiled clearly, and said indifferently: "Miss Qingluo, I don't know what you are doing?"

Qingluo smiled coquettishly, leaned over and whispered in Ye Feng's ear: "Ye Gongzi, am I beautiful?"

"Of course, the green radish fairy is fragrant and beautiful!" Ye Feng sneered and replied without thinking.

"Childe, you're bad...... Don't you want to know the secret of this 'Smelling Fragrance Residence'?" Qingluo glanced at the two girls with embarrassed faces, chuckled, and continued to charm.

"Yes, how?" Ye Feng's heart moved, and he hugged Qingluo's delicate body with his backhand, and seemed to be a little moved, "If Qingluo Fairy can tell me, it will naturally be better!"

Qingluo's body trembled, her cheeks were crimson, she endured her shame, and said coquettishly: "Don't worry, Gongzi, drink this glass of wine first! Ye Gongzi, the slave family respects you!"

Wine?

Wan'er's face changed slightly, staring at the wine glass tightly, and when she saw Ye Feng's eyes sweeping, she hurriedly shook her head. Rou'er saw that the atmosphere was not right, and saw Wan'er solemn, and couldn't help but look at the wine glass worriedly.

Seeing that a few people were silent, Qingluo frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "What, Ye Gongzi, are you afraid that the slave family will be poisoned?"

"Huh...... How could it be?" Ye Feng chuckled, took the wine glass, his eyes flashed, he turned his head to look at Wan'er, and he was about to drink it when he looked up.

Wan'er raised her eyebrows, stretched out a folding fan to block Ye Feng's mouth, smiled clearly, and said, "My husband's serious injury has not healed, I'm afraid that Qingluo Fairy has also heard of it." It is not advisable to drink alcohol before the skill has recovered, so it is better to let the little sister do it for you!"

After that, Wan'er flipped her hand, the folding fan unfolded, Ye Feng understood, smiled apologetically, and handed the wine glass to the folding fan. Wan'er laughed, bent her hand back the folding fan, handed it to the side of the sandalwood, and was about to drink it, but it seemed that the folding fan couldn't bear it, and the folding fan was broken, and the wine glass fell to the ground. She was a little stunned, and said softly: "Oh, I'm sorry, Qingluo Fairy, you spilled the toast......"

Qingluo Fan's face was full of anger, he squeezed out a smile, and said lightly: "It's okay, just let the slave family pour another cup......"

Wan'er raised the folding fan, stopped Qingluo, who wanted to get up, chuckled, and said: "Don't be busy, our sister Rou'er was born in the Demon Gate, enchanting and charming, and has taken care of her son for eight years.

After that, Wan'er raised her eyes and glanced at Rou'er, Rou'er bowed her head knowingly, and regardless of Qingluo's changed face, she moved straight to the table, stared at the white jade wine jug with low eyebrows, and shook her head at Wan'er, as if there was no problem. But when Rou'er poured the wine, she found a trace of weirdness, and there were a little black spots on the mouth of the white jade cup, which was originally intact.

Seeing this, Rou'er's face sank, and she said coldly: "I'll just say Qingluo, are you so kind to this fox? If the little woman is not mistaken, this black spot should be the long-lost 'three-step down'!"

"Huh...... Little sister, if you want to add to the crime, there is no excuse. Qingluo's face remained unchanged, and her smile was sincere.

"Oh, don't you admit it?" Rou'er frowned and sank her face, "As the name suggests, this 'three-step pour' is colorless and tasteless, after the entrance, within three steps, the blood veins flow backwards, and the martial arts are lost!

Wan'er suddenly realized and nodded secretly, which also explained why she just raised her glass to her nose and couldn't smell the smell, and she also admired the erudition of the Demon Gate.

Ye Feng was a little puzzled, his sword eyebrows furrowed, and there were some doubts in his eyes. Seeing this, Rou'er pursed her mouth and complained: "Childe didn't like to dispense medicine back then, every time Master explains, you are lazy!"

Ye Feng smiled wryly, touched his nose, and hid his embarrassment.

"Giggle...... Qingluo took a few steps back in an instant, distanced herself from the three of them, and said with a smile, "I underestimated the Holy Maiden of the Demon Gate!" Yes, the slave family originally wanted to let Ye Gongzi drink this wine first, and everyone knew that Ye Gongzi's martial arts had been lost, but I was still a little worried. But now that it's been discovered, it's useless!"

"The body of the Qingluo Fairy is enchanting and charming, and it has been attached to this son for a long time, but I haven't suffered a loss!" As he spoke, Ye Feng licked his lips, as if he was a little unsatisfied.

The two women beside him snorted coldly, a little surprised, and glared at the man fiercely, but now in the special situation, they didn't say anything.

Qingluo blushed with shame, her eyes were full of evil anger, she bit her lips tightly, and said coldly: "Don't you want to find the murderer? Now, let you experience it for yourself!"

Ye Feng and the three of them looked at each other, their hearts sank, they all knew, I am afraid that this Fusang person should come out.

Qingluo chuckled and clapped her hands, and then the doors and windows around her were wide open, and masked men rushed in, carrying Oriental katanas, and surrounded the three of them murderously.

Ye Feng looked around, threw the folding fan in his hand aside, pulled out the Yunshui Sword, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, as Mingyue said, there are no more than eight people, no less, and today it is better to drink the blood of foreigners!"

Qingluo stepped aside, and when she saw Ye Feng standing with her sword raised, she couldn't help but be a little surprised, and muttered to herself, "Could it be that his martial arts have recovered?"