Wangmen Xianfei

Chapter 116

Several people talked about it, and the more they talked, the more interested they became.Jun Rongsheng just smiled lightly and didn't participate in it. He raised his eyes to look at Jun Ronglin opposite, but saw that his brows frowned even tighter, making no secret of his irritability.

Jun Ronglin noticed his gaze, and as soon as he raised his eyelashes, he glanced at him coldly, held the wine glass and raised his head to drink the clear and almost impurity-free wine into his stomach, so that his mood relaxed a lot, and he curled his lips. Looking at Liu Mingxuan beside him: "The wine in this alien house is indeed different from other places, it is clear and strong!"

Liu Mingxuan agreed with a smile and said: "No, I have traveled abroad in recent years. If I heard that there is such a stranger's house, I would rush to stay there for a few days." He drank his wine and shook his head lightly, with a bit of casualness and scorn, and said with a smile: "Alone as a stranger in a foreign land, I miss my relatives during the festive season. The name of this stranger's house is interesting, and the poem and sentence spoken are also interesting. When I go out, whenever I think of this stranger's house in Yangcheng, I will be the best in it." The hotel is also very friendly.”

Jun Ronglin raised his brows, his eyes sparkled with interest, and he said with a smile: "You have been wandering around for a year, and you have a bit of the ruffian all over you."

Liu Mingxuan looked at him, then glanced at the others, and sighed softly: "This is called freedom. Although you are alone, you may be in danger at any time, but you are comfortable."

Jun Ronglin gave a big palm holding the wine glass, and pursed his thin lips slightly.After being silent for a while, he smiled in vain: "Since that's the case, I'll go wandering with you in a few days to see what kind of freedom it is."

Liu Mingxuan saw some ambiguity in his smile, and sighed in his heart, too many things happened to him in these years, which smoothed the corners of his arrogance.He reached out and patted Jun Ronglin's shoulder vigorously, and said with a casual smile, "That's good! Then don't show off your Prince An airs."

Jun Ronglin snorted coldly, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were sad.

"Wow..." At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside, and it was the people shouting.Several people looked up, and saw a faint shadow appearing at the gate of Yangcheng, and they all understood in their hearts that it was probably Jun Rongzhen who had returned.

From nearly two years ago when he rode a horse out of the city to make a comeback, and now he has returned with a big victory, in just over a year, it seems like everything was discovered yesterday.

"Da da... da da da..." The sound of the horse's hooves became louder, and the ground shook a little, and the shadows of the soldiers at the city gate gradually became clear, and the tall figure riding a horse in the front was exactly Qin Wangjun Rongzhen.

He was wearing a simple and thin black robe, which still couldn't conceal his majesty and majesty. He wore a dark red sword at his waist, and the color was as if it had been dyed red by fresh blood.

His face didn't change much, he was still heroic and handsome, as if carved with a sword.It's just that the skin color is darker, almost bronze.There is a scar on his right eye, about five centimeters in length, coupled with his pitch-black pupils like birds of prey, people can feel a shuddering viciousness when looking at it.

He was riding on a black steed, with a cold expression on his face, his thin lips were pursed and sarcastically raised, his smile was half a smile, and a natural domineering aura permeated the surroundings.

Seeing this scene, no matter whether it was the common people or the few people in the stranger's house, they couldn't help being shocked.Qin Wangjun Rongzhen is indeed a man with the style of a general and the prestige of a king. When he comes back now, he is like visiting the king of his own country on the horse, and his domineering body is even more shocking.Compared with the past, nearly two years of fighting has added a bit of ferocity to him, and made him a bit more calm.

"It's not easy." Duke Ming murmured softly, and the folding fan in his hand was suspended in mid-air, unable to fall for a long time.

Jun Rongsheng's eyelashes were half down, and he smiled and said: "The two years of fighting, the experience of life and death, is naturally not easy."

Jun Ronglin couldn't help being "stunned" by the powerful aura on Jun Rongzhen.I have to admit in my heart that he is indeed better than myself.

On the avenue, the shouts of the people gradually became quieter, and most of them were awed by Jun Rongzhen's aura, and the women squeezed their handkerchiefs even more, looking at him with blushing faces.

Jun Rongzhen's footsteps were not fast as he dismounted from the horse. He turned his head and looked at the window on the second floor of the Yikeju. His dark eyes scanned Jun Rongsheng's and the others' faces. He didn't stay for long before he saw that the next door was also open. wooden window.Seeing his face that had been pondering over the past two years, he grinned in vain.

I saw that the people sitting in the wooden window room at the beginning were Mu Qingli and others.

Nearly two years hadn't left many traces on Jun Rongjue's body, his face had hardly changed, and he was still shallow and indifferent.He was sitting by the window, his black hair was almost loose, and only the strands in front of his forehead and ears were tied behind his head. The white hairband was particularly distinct on the black black hair.

There was a superficial smile on his lips, the occasional waves of light in his eyes were like ripples in water, and the soft sound that could not be heard had diffused into everything.He is as simple as an ink painting, but also illusory and perfect as in a painting. His fingers are holding a piece of plum blossom-shaped pastry on the lips of the man in the middle of the sky. The bright red plum blossoms make his fingers white and fat, and his nails are clean and flawless.

Leaning in his arms is Mu Qingli, wearing a red and white skirt, and her hair is casually tied up with a red coral hairpin. She is now in her prime, and her cheeks are thinner than before. Some, with lips like vermilion and eyes like lacquered glass, are so pure and beautiful that it makes people's hearts flutter when they see them.

Beside them was the excited Jun Feiyu who was lying by the window. Her face had changed a lot when she was just getting old, she lost a bit of childishness, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and she was wearing an orange jacket.Seeing Jun Rongzhen's eyes at this moment, the smile on his mouth turned into a scream, and his face showed horror.

"Crack!" Jun Rongzhen patted the horse, turned over on the horse, kicked his feet in mid-air and swung his hand fiercely and domineeringly. He wanted to go directly to the second-floor wing of the stranger's house and grab Mu Qingli.

Jun Rongjue's eyes turned lightly, and an old-fashioned air popped out of his fingers.

"Swipe!" The blood light came out, and Jun Rongzhen drew the sword very fast. The side of the sword blocked the ancient energy, and there was a sound of "Pa!" "Sound, there seems to be an unimpeded chilling atmosphere all around.

(End of this chapter)