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The long-browed expression was indescribably calm, and a pair of deeply sunken eyes stared at Chu Huan closely. At this moment, no matter how calm Qi Hong could hold his breath, he couldn't help but change slightly. It's fists clenched.

Although Chu Huan was surprised, she appeared extremely calm, standing there like a stone, not moving.

Qi Hong couldn't help but asked, "Who are you talking to?"

Chang Mei faintly smiled and said: "Of course I was talking to Prince Chu. From the very beginning, the poor monk has been talking to Prince Chu, but it's a pity that Prince Chu hasn't said a word until now." He glanced at Qi Hong, faintly Said: "Don't you want to give up your seat to Concubine Chu?"

Chu Huan took a deep breath.

He thought that Chang Mei was just trying to test him, but when he said this, it proved that the other party had indeed seen through him. He was really surprised in his heart. He only thought that Qi Hong's performance was very good, but he really couldn't figure it out. Where there was a flaw, the monk with long eyebrows could see the flaw.

At this point, Chu Huan knew that there was no need to play tricks, and even more that the situation was not optimistic. He thought that even if he hadn't taken the initiative, at least he wasn't in a passive position, but Chang Mei easily saw him through, but it made him fall into a passive position instantly.

He tore off the veil that covered his cheeks, and there was still a smile on his face. He walked forward slowly, and said with a smile, "Master really has sharp eyes. I think Master doesn't mind such a little joke?"

He was originally prepared to make a sudden attack, but at this moment the other party is on guard, and the original idea is difficult to realize. At this time, he is hoping to make a false move, and then look for an opportunity to make a sudden attack.

Seeing that he was seen through, Qi Hong naturally couldn't pretend, he was at a loss, and didn't know what went wrong. Seeing Chu Huan approaching, he could only get up, with an apologetic look on his face, thinking that he must have shown his flaws, It was seen by the long eyebrows.

Bai Xiazi followed Chu Huan, fully on guard. Seeing the situation like this, both sides seemed to be polite on the surface, but murderous intentions were everywhere, and both sides could make a move every second, fighting for life and death.

Although Bai Xiazi has practiced martial arts for several years, he has also been a bandit, he has robbed houses for no money, and he has even killed people, but his martial arts are only mediocre. In the confrontation between the two armies, he had plenty of blood and courage to fight, but this kind of confrontation was really not his forte.

He had already made up his mind that since he had developed to this state, he had no choice but to protect Chu Huan with all his might, even if it cost him his life.

As long as Chu Huan can get out, Bai Xiazi believes that Chu Huan will treat his family well.

Chu Huan walked steadily, but Da Ji sat down. Janice and Brancy next to him saw that their eyes were wide open. Their round eyes were charming. They also felt that the secret room was really weird. Knowing what was going on, he looked at Chu Huan and saw a soft smile on Chu Huan's face, and although he was not handsome, he gave off a very simple feeling. Looking around, it seemed that in this secret room, there was Only Chu Huan looked pleasing to the eye.

"Chu's son-in-law is a young hero, and the poor monk is polite!" Seeing Chu Huan sitting down, he folded his eyebrows together and said, "But I don't know what the son-in-law wants?"

Chu Huan leaned back on the chair and said with a smile: "Master's subordinates are going to invite you. Chu Huan doesn't know who is going to invite Chu over here, so he took the liberty to disturb you. Master should not be offended."

Changmei smiled, he was not in the mood to talk nonsense with Chu Huan now, he just wanted Chu Huan to hand over the truth as soon as possible.

"Master's eyes are as bright as a torch, but Chu Huan is a little puzzled. How did Master see Chu's little joke?"

Changmei smiled slightly, glanced at Qi Hong, and said slowly: "Actually, when this benefactor came out of the bag, I knew it was a joke made by Prince Chu."

"Oh?" Chu Huan asked curiously, "Master, has he seen me before?"

"I haven't seen it before." Changmei shook his head and said, "It's just that the poor monk was afraid that he would not be able to invite his son-in-law to visit, so when he sent someone to invite him, he brought two candles, and the red candle contained purple orchids! "

Chu Huan frowned.

"My son-in-law may not know about Zi Lanxin's poisonous nature." Chang Mei said, "As long as you smell Zi Lanxin, you will be unable to move your whole body for at least four hours."

Chu Huan suddenly realized and understood.

Normally speaking, after being poisoned by Zi Lanxin, he might not be able to move at dawn, but after Qi Hong came out of the bag, he could stand up immediately. Eyebrow noticed.

Chu Huan secretly felt ashamed. In fact, Princess Gusa had said before that there was Zi Lanxin in the red candle, and she even mentioned that she was poisoned by Zi Lanxin and could not move for several hours, but Chu Huan was listening to her at that time. However, it was negligent later, which revealed a huge flaw.

Since Qi Hong was able to move, Changmei naturally knew that the person he sent would be noticed, and also thought that Chu Huan might use his tricks to go deep into the tiger's den, but the other party could tell whether Qi Hong was fake, which is really not easy.

Closing his long eyebrows, he seemed to see Chu Huan's thoughts, and said with a smile: "The son-in-law is similar to this benefactor, and from the beginning to the end, Mr. Chu did not move his body, calm and calm, so that the poor monk can only suspect that this benefactor is A little joke made by the son-in-law."

Chu Huan laughed and said, "I just laughed."

"Since the son-in-law is here, the poor monk welcomes you very much. What the poor monk said just now, the son-in-law of course understands. I obviously said it to the benefactor, but in fact I said it to the son-in-law. The sincerity of the poor monk, the son-in-law naturally Seeing this, I also ask the son-in-law to give me the truth, these two girls and all the property belong to the son-in-law of Chu!"

Blasey was obviously more courageous than Janice, and said again: "We are not goods, you can't compare us with those goods, we want to go home...!"

"rub!"

There was a strong wind, and an iron rod was already lying in front of Branzy. Under the oil lamp, the iron rod was glowing with cold light. Branzy was very aggrieved, but she didn't dare to continue talking after all, but the circles of her eyes were already red. , the dark blue pupils trembled, and tears of grievance flowed down in an instant.

Chu Huan glanced at the man in the iron stick and bamboo hat, shook his head and sighed, "Master is a monk, and the people around him are fine with weapons, but they wield weapons in front of my son-in-law, but I don't know that Master asked them to do it for me. Do you want to see it, son-in-law?"

Chang Mei shook his head and said, "Your Majesty, don't misunderstand!"

"Since you didn't do it for me and waved a weapon in front of me, what does that mean?" Chu Huan showed displeasure on his face: "The two girls were right just now, since we are sitting down and talking about things, it is necessary You still need to know how to be polite, we haven’t even started talking about this topic yet, let’s use weapons first, master, to put it bluntly, I’m very unhappy.”

Chang Mei frowned and said: "He just doesn't want people to disturb the conversation between the poor monk and the son-in-law."

"The result is exactly the opposite." Chu Huan sighed: "In the face of treasures and beauties, my son-in-law was really interested in talking, but this weapon dangled in front of my son-in-law, and my son-in-law lost all interest in it."

Chang Mei faintly smiled and said, "What does the son-in-law want?"

Chu Huan leaned back on the chair, crossed his legs, raised his hands, looked at his rough fingers, as if admiring beautiful jade, and said leisurely: "My son-in-law is an envoy of the Qin State, and he is an envoy of the Qin State. Official, to tell you the truth, my son-in-law has always had a bad temper. When I was in Qin, if someone made my son-in-law unhappy, if I wanted my son-in-law to forgive me, I would slap myself fifty or sixty times... Ha ha , This is a bad habit developed by my son-in-law, it is not a good habit, and I don't know when I can get rid of it."

Changmei wanted to ask Chu Huan, but he quickly said: "Slap yourself twenty times!"

The man in the iron rod and bamboo hat was startled, his long eyebrows had already turned his head, and looked at him. The man gave Chu Huan a vicious look, but his long eyebrows ordered him not to refuse. He handed the iron rod in his hand to his companion, and immediately raised his Raising both hands, without saying a word, in front of everyone, he smacked his own mouth with a swipe left and right.

"Clap clap clap!"

The voice was quite loud, but Chu Huan frowned, and said lightly: "Master, he doesn't seem to have had enough to eat. My subordinates are much stronger than him!"

Without changing the color of the long eyebrows, he said lightly: "Speak louder!"

The man in the bamboo hat had no choice but to put in more effort, and his voice became clearer and louder. In the secret room, the applause continued, and within a few moments, finger marks appeared on both sides of the man's face. If the slap continues like this, it will really hit fifty or sixty With a bad mouth, even if the front teeth are not knocked out, it is inevitable that the face will be swollen.

Janice and Brassie, the two pretty beauties of the Western Regions, were full of grievances at first, and the two men with iron rods gave them colors at every turn, which made the two little girls very frightened, as if they were hungry ghosts from hell, but at this moment Seeing the man in the bamboo hat slapping his own mouth, and his face was reddened quickly, he felt that the grievance in his heart disappeared in an instant. Grateful, they all looked at Chu Huan, and realized that Chu Huan was indeed the most handsome and kind-hearted man in this secret room.

At this time, danger is everywhere. Of course, Chu Huan is not in the mood to fight for the two girls. In fact, he is taking this opportunity to deliberately arouse the other party's anger and make the other party's mind confused. The importance of xing is that once the opponent becomes restless due to anger, they are often more than brave but not cautious enough when they make a move, and they are most likely to show flaws.

In Chu Huan's view, this life-and-death fight was unavoidable, and it would be of great benefit to him to be able to unbalance their mentality in advance and start a fight.

Although the man with the iron rod who beat him had to obey the order, his eyes showed an unconcealable anger. The heavier the anger, the more satisfied Chu Huan saw it in his eyes.

"My son-in-law, I wonder if I can answer the poor monk's words now?" Chang Mei stared at Chu Huan and said.

Of course, Chu Huan did not forget the purpose of his trip, and asked directly: "Where is Nuo Juluo?"

Chang Mei seemed to have expected that Chu Huan would ask this question, and said with a smile, "Your son-in-law wants to see Nuo Juluo?"

"He's here?"

"As long as the son-in-law can tell the truth, the poor monk can not only hand over everything here to the son-in-law, but Nuo Jiluo can also let the son-in-law take it away!"

"where is he?"

"The son-in-law tells the truth, and he will appear."

"I don't know if he is really in your hands." Chu Huan said indifferently: "Before you meet him, there is no need to talk about everything."

"The son-in-law seems to be making progress." Changmei sighed: "The poor monk has shown sincerity everywhere, but the son-in-law has not shown enough sincerity so far."

"The reason is very simple. For me, wealth and beauty are dispensable." Chu Huan said bluntly, "But Master Ghost's mantra is the master's dream, so in comparison, my negotiating chips are relatively small." You want to be tall, if the master doesn't mind, please bring out Nuo Guluo first, if you are sure that Nuo Guluo is in your hands, I still have the mood to continue talking with you."

At this time, there was still the sound of slapping the face next to him. The Iron Cane Man was very strong, so the faces on both sides of him had already started to red and swell.