Ghost eye mad concubine is too hot

Chapter 128 Fireworks on the water, so pleasant (1)
"Since the concubine asks so, there is no reason not to do it." As he spoke, Pale Crane waved his hand slightly, and saw the light blue cloth robe rolled up to the thickness of an arm in front of his eyes, and then, the severed arm in the tray suddenly fell into the river , stirring up a wave of fish-shaped waves mixed with black and white.

The arm was instantly turned into a bone in the waves. The scene was so tragic, but it seemed familiar.

Looking at the arm bones that were turned into white bones, but still rolling and jumping on the mouths of dissatisfied fish, Huo Ruge greeted the pale crane with his smile unchanged.

"With sincerity, this princess accepts Yixiaolou's apology on behalf of the prince, but..."

Before Huo Ruge could finish speaking, a moderate but very clear rubbing sound suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.

It seems that someone was too impatient, so anxious that he forgot his identity and the purpose of Yixiaolou, which puts the overall situation first.

The masked man's black boots rubbed against spiky sawdust on the deck, and he smiled, when had he been so neglected by someone, he was angry and unwilling, but was instantly extinguished by the sound transmission of the pale crane. anger.

"This king has brought a chef from the capital, and I would like to invite the two of you to get together." After finishing the rest of Huo Ruge's words, Murong Heng stepped forward and stopped her behind. On the surface, machismo was rampant. , but in fact, only he and a few martial arts practitioners on board with advanced cultivation know that he is protecting her well.

The masked man in black moved his body, but he didn't make any sound.

Pale Crane smiled slightly, and the sun shone on his gentle and delicate face, creating a pearl-like radiance.

Looking at him, Huo Ruge became more and more puzzled.

A person can pretend to be anything, except temperament.

It is a gift from God, and it is the foundation that cannot be violated in the bones.

But Pale Crane seems to have overturned such a cognition, he seems to be full of unsolved mysteries.For example, his cruelty, his gentleness, and his contradictions.

If he wasn't who she had guessed, then she had to admit that it was indeed difficult to face such an opponent who seemed gentle and gentle but was actually unpredictable.

"Is it because I'm not as handsome as that man?"

Above the head, Murong Heng's joking and smiling voice drifted down unhurriedly, and along with his callused palms fell on Huo Ruge's hair.

"Ok?"

"This is not the picture I expected." Rubbing his fingers on his chin, Murong Heng showed a rather disappointed expression, staring at Huo Ruge's long and narrow phoenix eyes with blue light flickering.

"I'm sorry, I made you expect too much of me." Shrugging, Huo Ruge turned her head away, but the strength from her chin caused her repeated efforts to end in absolute failure.

Frowning and looking at Murong Heng's eyes full of interest, she suddenly raised her leg and slammed into some important part of him.

"Tsk, I haven't seen you for a long time. You really have a lot of resentment towards this king." After cleverly dodging, the smile on Murong Heng's face remained the same: "How do you want me to compensate you?"

"Disappear in front of me." As he said that, Huo Ruge stretched out his hand and opened the fingers on his chin, strode past him, bringing a gust of wind.

It wasn't until Huo Ruge got rid of Murong Heng that she suddenly remembered that she seemed to be neglecting something important.

Frowning and thinking for a while, she realized that the timing of Murong Heng's appearance was a bit weird.

It is more deliberate than timely.

If he had found her early in the morning, why did he wait until this moment to show up?Thinking of this, the words "Yixiaolou" flashed across my mind.

Turning to look at the elegant man standing in the cabin with his hands behind his back, she squirmed her lips and didn't make any more guesses.

"Like a song..."

Suddenly, Yun Zhongque's voice sounded beside her. She looked at him and turned to face him.

"If you condemn me for seeing me for what I am, you can go now."

Huo Ruge's speech was not fast, but it was rarely serious.Her earnestness caused Que Meifeng in Yunzhong to wrinkle slightly, and then relaxed.

"No, that's not the case."

"Murong Heng brought the chef here from the capital, he really knows how to enjoy himself." Turning his gaze away from Yun Zhongque, and looking directly at Murong Heng who was chatting and laughing with Pai Baihe, Huo Ruge didn't show any more expressions , but the tone was light, showing a careless laziness.

"It's enviable, jealous and hateful, what do you think?"

Suddenly being asked such a question, Yun Zhongque did not answer immediately, but fell into a brief silence.

He had never seen such a Huo Ruge.

In other words, he had never seen Huo Ruge exuding such uneasiness before.

"As the saying goes, a good horse never turns back. Now that Yixiaolou suddenly turns back, I'm afraid there won't be any good omens, but..." She didn't understand what Murong Heng meant.

If Yixiaolou wanted to delay time, then Murong Heng's tricks are all tricks, it is really puzzling.

Just when Huo Ruge was deep in thought, there was a deafening loud noise from the opposite painting boat.

Following the sound, one can see that the flames and wood chips are flying together, and the black smoke is the same color as the bottom of the pot. The painting boat has long since lost its appearance, only the winding fire dragon soaring into the sky, like a demon crawling on the edge of hell swallowing up human stumps.

"It's burning so badly. According to this king, I'm afraid I can't take this boat. It's a pity." His eyes swept across the billowing black smoke, and then settled on the pale crane. regret.

Hearing this, Pale Crane's frowning brows suddenly relaxed. He looked at someone with an idle expression beside him, pursed his lips and remained silent for a while before speaking: "It's just a boat."

Pale Crane's tone was extremely light, as if what he said had nothing to do with him.But although he hid the emotion on his face extremely well, he failed to notice that his hands had already clenched into fists in his sleeves.

"It seems that your Excellency is a person of true temperament. If I were this king, I'm afraid it would pale in comparison." After speaking, Murong Heng chuckled lightly.The more he laughed, the more the masked man who was following Pai Baihe twitched.

Not to mention Pai Baihe's status, just Yixiaolou's reputation in the Jianghu court is enough to make everyone in the world frightened!Now, to be played by a little prince in the palm of his hand, not only insulted Jiangnan's reputation as a little red, but also delayed their time and cut off their way out, this tone is tolerable!

"Duan Wu..." Suddenly, just as the masked man quietly hid his hands in his sleeves, the extremely cold voice of Pale White Crane resounded in his head.

The tiger's body shook, and the masked man named Duan Wu immediately stopped all mental activities, and a thin layer of cold sweat suddenly covered his forehead.

Although it has entered autumn, the weather in Jiangnan does not have as many obvious changes as in the north, so until now, Jiangnan has not shown any signs of autumn, and the air still contains the heat of summer.Even so, Duan Wu still felt cold all over his body.Maybe others know very little about Pai Baihe, but he is very clear that the consequences of angering such a master are not only severed limbs.

(End of this chapter)