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A touch of red is better than blood.

A dazzling blush occupied everyone's pupils.

Everything in the hall became eclipsed in an instant, as if all the colors in the world had been absorbed by this touch of red, that's why it was so dazzlingly red, so coquettish.

How can there be such pure red in the world?

Is it because the red is printed on a snow-white background?

If there is one color that is not concealed by this smear of red, it must be white.

Legend has it that the land in the extreme north, the top of the mountain, is covered with ice and snow all the year round.

At this moment, everyone seemed to be in that magical space, and after that touch of red, it was overwhelmingly white.

Red lips, white clothes.

Aggressive red, white that covers everything, two extreme colors appearing in one person at the same time.

No one paid any attention to this woman's appearance and figure anymore, because everyone's eyes could no longer accommodate any other colors, and all the extra colors were swallowed up by red and covered up by white.

Even if all the little friends in the world appear in this hall at the same time, there is only one possible end waiting for them: stunned!

Yan Wuyou was like a Lingbo fairy, walking slowly towards Fatty Hua from the crowd, surrounded by hundreds of heroes, none of them moved.

Even Fatty Hua himself sat motionless on the chair with his mouth open.

Some people were stunned, while others didn't want to move.

She showed a fancy smile, and said softly: "My third brother's ears are not good, but mine are very good, little fat man, just now you said that you want to sell my sister Xiangyun to the building? "

There was no trace of hostility in her tone, on the contrary, she was gentle like a wife who even had a blush on her face when she saw her long-lost husband.

No one would refuse such a woman's questioning, especially Hua Fatty, who always thought he understood women very well.

"If you are willing to come with me, what do I need other women for? Instead of embarrassing the Sanjiang faction, I will hand over all the two buildings to you."

Fatty Hua has recovered from the previous shock, and his tone is full of confidence.

He has always been confident when dealing with women. His living environment has made him believe in one thing since he was eight years old: it is absolutely unnecessary to use martial arts when dealing with women. The more beautiful women are, the more so, because beautiful women are valuable, even She is a fairy in the sky. If you can give her the moon, she will also become Chang'e and dance for you in the moon palace.

They are all whores, some whores live in buildings in thin gauze clothes, some whores wear the most gorgeous and expensive palace clothes and live in the moon palace, that's all.

There are at least five branches under each of the two buildings of the Hua family in Yuhang, with an annual net income of no less than 20 taels. Although these two buildings are not as good as the moon in the sky, they are definitely on the ground. Pearl.

Even the bride price for being a princess would not look shabby.

It's a pity that getting a woman doesn't mean understanding women, just as being rich doesn't mean making money.

"I don't dare to ask for it." Yan Wuyou covered her mouth and smiled: "He is not a businessman, if he loses money, wouldn't it hurt your heart?"

There are two kinds of beauty in the world, one is the beauty of Xi Shi in the eyes of beholders, but there is another kind of beauty, even in the eyes of enemies.Yan Wuyou is such a person, she frowns and smiles casually, and the whole hall seems to have regained its color.

Undisguised greed appeared in Fatty Hua's eyes, and he laughed loudly: "Even if you burn down these two buildings with a single fire, I won't mind. So, do you agree?"

As he spoke, he actually stood up and hugged Yan Wuyou's waist.

Su Yang shook his head, this fat man is no different from a dead person.

Regardless of whether the Yan Wuyou in front of her really lost her memory or even lost her martial arts, she was not someone like Fatty Hua who could provoke her.

This woman no longer needs to use martial arts to conquer the world, because the world is controlled by men.

Sure enough, before Fatty Hua's hand reached halfway, it suddenly stopped.

He opened his mouth wide, lowered his head slowly, and looked at the tip of the gun protruding from his chest in disbelief.

Zhongping Spear King Li Yang was still sitting next to him, but his hand, which was two feet longer than the average person, had circled behind Fatty Hua at some point, holding a long spear in his hand.

"You... dare..." Fatty Hua's voice almost came from his throat.

So his voice stopped abruptly, and it is impossible for anyone with a big hole in their throat to make any more sound.

Standing on the seat behind Fatty Hua, Hou Guangwu slowly drew out his short halberd.

After the two men killed Fatty Hua, they laughed at the same time and sat back in their original positions, as if nothing had happened.

None of the Jianghu people present said a word.

It's always good to have one less competitor. Anyway, there are not a few people who have killed people along the way. Fatty Hua is not weak in martial arts, and Hua's family has a lot of money.

No one expressed dissatisfaction with Fatty Hua's death, but that didn't mean they would let Yan Wuyou go.

Ye Chun, the boss of the Five Tigers and Four Heroes, yelled loudly: "Demon girl, your second brother Ye Xia hasn't heard from you since he entered the Nether Villa. Is he dead or alive!"

Yan Wuyou shook her head, and said lightly: "I don't remember. If you want to know, why don't you go to some Nether Villa to have a look."

The owner of the Beastmaster Villa slapped the table, the muscles in his arms swelled, and he said in a rough voice: "The three Jedi monitor lizards of my Beastmaster Villa didn't enter your Nether Villa, why did they die so tragically!"

A trace of doubt flashed across Yan Wuyou's face, she still shook her head: "I really can't remember."

"It's fine if you don't remember one sentence!"

A middle-aged man sitting third from the left said in a deep voice, "My son's life cannot be overshadowed by just remembering it."

This man's face was like bronze, his pupils were bloodshot, and he was wearing black iron heavy armor. Behind him stood two soldiers in full armor, with white cloth tied to their arms, and thirty catties of fish-scale swords on their waists.

"It turned out that Xiao Li's son died." Su Yang suddenly realized, no wonder all the soldiers of Yubingmen were dressed in sackcloth and filial piety.

Yan Wuyou sighed heavily: "I really can't remember anything."

"General Xiao is loyal to the country and protects the people. His young master died in the Nether Villa for no apparent reason. Miss Yan is a person who came out of the villa. You must come with me and give an explanation to the court."

It was a middle-aged man about 30 years old who spoke at this time, with a cold expression, but his tone gave people a sense of inviolability. His tone seemed to be a master of the six doors, and he was still standing behind him. Looking at a person, this person has a slutty look on his face, his hands are tightly shackled by a pair of stainless steel handcuffs, and he is still smiling.

"Master Tie, what you said is wrong. So many friends from all over the world came for her, so why should she leave with you? Could it be that the six doors are also greedy for the secret book of dragon chant?" someone in the crowd shouted.

Xu Danchen, the elder of the Sanjiang faction, said loudly: "Everyone here is a hero, why don't you go to the Nether Villa, and instead press here a woman who has lost her memory, is it the work of a hero?"

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