The beauty is endless

Chapter 4 Trap
The trap under her feet was not deep. Murong Qi had just raised her breath when her toes had already touched the ground. She hurriedly stabilized her body and supported the person beside her. The cold stones turned out to be an extremely narrow cellar.

She couldn't help but "tsk": "My lord, you are not kind, you have a secret way to escape, and you still lie to me to protect you from your enemies."

"It's a secret room, not a secret passage." The man in white said, "There is no food or water here, so we can't stay here for long."

Murong Qi wondered: "Then what are you doing down here?"

The man in white didn't answer, he looked intently at the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, then turned his head slightly to sniff at her temples, and said, "Are you drunk?"

"What peach blossom drunk?"

"The beeswax used to entertain distinguished guests in the Tanhua Mansion is mixed with 'Peach Blossom Drunk' to add to the fun. If you drink the palace's secret wine during the banquet, the effect of aphrodisiac will be even better." His voice was gentle, but Murong Qi could hear it In a cold sweat.No wonder she always felt that her body was not right, limp and numb, hot and thirsty, and easily distracted, it turned out that it was Beigong Tanhua's immoral thing!

In the small grotto, there were only a few dim moonlight coming in through the cracks in the rocks, but Murong Qi expected that his face must be very ugly at the moment.The onset of this kind of spice with slightly hallucinogenic effect is not violent, but it is very annoying, especially at this time when it is pointed out in one word, the hotness that was ignored due to frequent incidents surges up bit by bit, next to The skin of the man in white is also extremely sensitive, and even through the material of the clothes, it still emits bursts of burning heat.

She exercised her skills to suppress her throbbing pulse, gritted her teeth and said, "You, you stay away from me."

Hearing this sentence, instead of backing away, the man in white got closer, and slowly tightened his arms around her waist, caressing her back, with a deep and affectionate voice, with There is a hint of blurred color.

"The girl has already been to the banquet in the atrium, and she stayed for a long time, why did she lie to us and say that she hasn't been there yet, huh?"

The surroundings are filled with a clean and elegant masculine aura, seeping into every pore of Murong Qi's body like poison, opening up her most subtle sense organs one by one.She stood upright with her back against the wall, her heart felt itchy and numb like being clawed by a cat, she struggled and said, "My lord, to be honest, I'm actually a widow..."

"..."

"And I am much stronger than you..."

"so what?"

"So if I can't resist throwing you down, wouldn't it be too much of a disadvantage for you? For the sake of your reputation, you should open the mechanism and let me go out and compete with your enemy. We can discuss money."

The man in white was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Miss, for thinking about my reputation."

Let me out if you thank me!

"But..." His fingers had already slid across her back and touched her earlobe, gently stroking her earlobe, his warm breath waving, "If I can solve the mystery of 'Peach Blossom Drunk' for you... What about incense? Do you want it, or don’t you want it?"

What do you want? Can't you speak well?
Murong Qi wanted to cry without tears, two words popped out from the corner of his mouth: "Don't!"

But the other party didn't seem to hear it, and with a sudden force of fingers, he lifted off the mask she had casually pressed on her face.

The big pie face with sallow skin suddenly disappeared, and the real face revealed under the mask made the man in white lose his mind for a moment, then slowly curled the corners of his mouth, his eyes were deep, and he smiled softly: "My name is Feng Yuan, how about you?"

Young master, isn't this a good time to exchange names?

Murong Qi half covered his face, and said slightly angrily: "You are too rude!"

Feng Yuan laughed: "If you don't say anything, you will stay here with me."

"My name is Yanran!" Murong Qi answered quickly, "Can you let me go out now?"

"Yanran." He slowly rolled these two words on the tip of his tongue, and said with a leisurely smile, "Okay, I will remember."

Before the lingering sound fell, Murong Qi's hand was pulled down, and then something soft and cool covered her lips, and when she was startled to realize what it was, she was already speechless.

The coolness on Feng Yuan's lips carried an intoxicating and elegant atmosphere, as if she had drunk wine for a moment, she involuntarily let go of her whole body's defenses, and her hands that were originally resisting softened, and he held them tightly in his palms.

After tossing and turning for a short while, he already sensed her youthfulness, and his actions became more presumptuous.Murong Qi clearly knew that he was being underestimated by others, but his body seemed to be burning with a small flame, his limbs became weak after a while, and he just wanted to sink in with him.

Fortunately, this unexpected chaos only lasted for a short time. Soon, the body protection method she had practiced since she was a child automatically circulated due to the abnormal blood flow in her body, and immediately dissipated the dryness and heat of her body slowly.Her mind gradually cleared up, and she could even clearly feel the heartbeat of the other party - even at such a lingering and intimate moment, his heartbeat was still steady, and the temperature on her lips was not warm.

When that strange softness completely disappeared, Feng Yuan's lips were lingering on her neck like a butterfly dancing.Murong Qi was suddenly furious, and without thinking, he slapped him with his hands.

Feng Yuan didn't know martial arts, so he couldn't stand when he was slapped like this by her, he stepped back a few steps, bumped into the stone wall sideways, and the silver mask covering his face fell to the ground with a "click".

He covered his chest hit by her palm, lowered his head and panted lightly, and sighed: "Yan Ran, you hit me hard."

What is Yan, do I know you very well?
Murong Qi was still angry, tugged at the slipped collar of the skirt, and hummed: "You deserve it!"

This time he didn't speak any more, and there was only suppressed panting in the small cellar, and it was obvious that the place where she hit her was in great pain.

After a while, Murong Qi saw that he was still leaning on the stone wall and didn't get up, instead he became a little worried, stepped forward to help him by the shoulder, and said, "Are you okay? I only used two points of my strength, and you are too weak gone."

Feng Yuan straightened up following her movements, and the long hair that covered her face slipped off, revealing the face that had been covered by the mask all along.

Murong Qi just glanced at it, then froze.

From the forehead to the cheeks, the face was covered with hideous and interlaced scars, and the original appearance could hardly be seen.

Feng Yuan's expression was calm, he reached out to pick up the mask and put it on again, and said calmly: "Scared you?"

Murong Qi nodded, then hurriedly shook his head, and said indiscriminately, "Actually, you look pretty good when you're wearing a mask."

Feng Yuan looked at her resentfully.

She hurriedly changed her words: "You're not so ugly without a mask..."

Feng Yuan simply ignored her.

She held back for a long time, and then asked cautiously: "To be honest, you... is it because of your face that no woman usually wants to talk to you?"

Feng Yuan stopped cutting her hair and raised his eyes to look at her, but he didn't know how to answer.

"It's understandable to want...dissatisfaction, but...it's wrong to attack strangers casually!" Her face was still ugly, but she managed to suppress her anger and said earnestly.

Feng Yuan suddenly laughed: "You are sympathizing with me, so you decide to forgive me?"

His smile looked very happy, Murong Qi was a little confused whether he really didn't care, or pretended not to care, she was never good at dealing with this kind of people, so she reached out and touched the stone slab above her head, saying: "Forget it, you Let me go out, I will help you deal with the enemy, the condition is that what happened just now has never happened, how about it?"

Feng Yuan stared at her for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Alright."

After finishing speaking, he took out a green emerald ring from his bosom, put it into Murong Qi's bosom, and said: "Here you are."

"What is this?" Murong Qi saw that the jade ring was carved with complex patterns, the luster was soft and watery, and it was obviously a treasure of excellent quality.

"Remuneration." Feng Yuan said, "You said that if you charge 200 taels, you can help me drive her away, but I don't have that much money with me. You can take this, pawn it, or exchange it for money. In short, I paid the reward. gone."

After all, without waiting for her to express, he reached out and groped on the stone wall for a while, and the stone slab above his head immediately cracked a crack.

He pushed her on the shoulder and said, "Go up, be careful not to let her find me."

Murong Qi: "..."

Is it really okay to cross a river and demolish a bridge, my lord?
Back in the pavilion, the female assassin in red was still sitting cross-legged in the middle of the courtyard.

Murong Qi casually picked up the brocade robe dropped by Beigong Tanhua just now and put it on her body. Seeing this, the female assassin in red stood up slowly, stretched out her hand and pulled out the two knives stuck in the ground, one of which was pointed at her. The door, the voice is as cold as the melting ice in March.

"Are you from Fengyou Palace?"

Murong Qi, who was tying his hair, heard this, and asked in confusion: "What Fengyou Palace?"

The female assassin snorted coldly: "What are you pretending to be? You are not from Fengyou Palace, why do you defend Young Master Feng so much?"

"I don't know who you're talking about." Murong Qi impatiently picked up the stool Feng Yuan was sitting on just now, weighed it, and then threw it over forcefully, and the person jumped out like a shadow.

"This girl is just collecting people's money and eliminating disasters with others!"

After a cup of tea, Murong Qi and the female assassin in red gradually became competitive.

Although the blades with both hands are fierce and weird, they are only suitable for assassination and not for duels. Murong Qi has learned a lot, and there are endless weird moves. After a long time, the female assassin becomes a little clumsy to deal with.Seeing that it was not too early, Murong Qi decided to make a quick decision, he dodged against the saber-like figure, risked to avoid a blow, snatched the saber from the female assassin's left hand, and stabbed the opponent's chest with his backhand.

This move turns a knife into a sword, as fast as lightning, and cannot be avoided.

But halfway through the move, there was a whistling wind in her ears, and a black shadow flew towards and hit the back of the saber, with such great internal strength that it made her tiger's mouth go numb, and the Hudao flew out of her hand and fell to the ground.

She stared dumbfounded at the weapons nailed to her feet - short guns with black iron and black tassels, each measuring one foot and seven inches.

"Thunder, thunder..." She raised her head guiltyly, and saw a tall and familiar figure standing on the wall not far away under the dim moonlight, her black skirt fluttering in the wind, and she was holding a pole in her right hand. The short spear, the gem on the ring reflects the moonlight, shining faintly.

"Ah...Che?"

Why did Ji Che come back?
Murong Qi's first reaction was - Oops!
(End of this chapter)