Infinite Luck Master

"Oh? Could it be that Brother Eleven is still alive... That would be really gratifying."

In Murong Ruo's imagination, the image of the little girl pulling his sleeves pitifully begging for mercy did not appear at all. In fact, Qin Qiong still had that indifferent face, without even frowning, and said calmly: "But back then I I really like Wu Daozi's authentic works, but it's a pity...I was just a carefree little princess at that time, and now, I am Qin Qiong who yearns for martial arts. Naturally, I will no longer like this thing that is equivalent to no improvement in my martial arts. So, please return this treasure to him for me."

Murong Ruo was shocked: "You... this is a gift from your brother, are you completely unmoved?"

"Why are you moved?"

Qin Qiong glanced at Murong Ruo in surprise and said: "I have no relatives in the Tian family. Although I am a princess, my brothers and sisters are not twenty but eighteen. Although the status of the eleventh brother is special, what is the difference? ?”

"But...but he always thinks about you. Even if he is wanted and hunted, he has never forgotten you. You...you have such an attitude?"

Murong Ruo suddenly felt angry and shouted, "Are you really so cold-hearted?"

"Is this Liangbo? In fact, I am quite concerned about the affairs of the Eleventh Emperor..."

Qin Qiong said: "I know that he killed the second emperor brother, and then his appearance was disfigured. After that, he disappeared and was never seen again. I thought he was dead, but didn't want to be alive? How could he survive the heavy pursuit of the Great Qin Cavalry? After escaping from the dead, it turns out that a person cannot be judged by his appearance. Although the eleventh brother is not proficient in martial arts, he can indeed do things that ordinary people cannot..."

"Is this how you feel?"

The anger in Murong Ruo's heart became hotter and hotter. He recalled the expectation on Su Jing's face when he handed this scroll to him. He also recalled that when he fought with Wei Gong, he used the Ten Swords of Extreme Passion, which aroused his emotions and made him feel sad. He couldn't help but feel the sweetness when he called out the word "Xiao Qiong"...

He puts you in his heart like that, but you... are so cold...

Holding the Snow Wolf Sword at his waist with his delicate hands, he really wanted to teach this a lesson...

"What are you doing? Do you want to do something to me?"

Qin Qiong glanced at him and said: "Although you have the sword skills to enter the Dao, my realm is one level higher than yours. If we really fight, although I may not be your opponent, you may not be able to defeat me in a short time. And If you alert my master...you will definitely be defeated by then, so why bring shame on yourself?"

Murong Ruo sneered and said: "That's right... Do you think you, a heartless person like you, are worthy of me taking action? At least you have some self-awareness, but it's a pity... Even if I'm teaching you a lesson, it shouldn't be me... Humph, Su Brother is really blind to think about you and so on...and so on..."

She wanted to say something ugly, but this woman was as thick-skinned as a city wall, how could she say it...

His breathing became more and more rapid, and his chest rose and fell rapidly. In the end, he just snorted angrily, threw the scroll on the ground with all his strength, and shouted: "Anyway, he asked me to give you something. My things have been delivered, so you can do whatever you want with them." Whether you tear it up or burn it, I suggest you sell it. The authentic painting of the saint can be sold for at least one hundred thousand taels, which is enough for you to buy a lot of elixirs to eat. If you eat it, you will die..."

Say it and turn around and leave without hesitation.

With full of anger...

Qin Qiong: "…………………………………………"

She tilted her head weirdly and thought to herself, are these words scolding Brother Eleven or me?

eleven……

elder brother?

His eyes lingered on the scroll, and the seven-leaf lotus heart grass that had been held to pieces in his palm fell to the ground...

She stood up slowly and bent down to pick up the scroll.

"Is the Painting Saint...authentic?"

She murmured, with ripples appearing in her eyes.

And at this time...

Murong Ruoyu was still angry with himself, muttering curses to himself as he walked, his anger already reaching its peak.

"What bullshit Xiao Qiong... what bullshit sister? What do you want from such a cold and cold sister? Fortunately, I was worried that something unimaginable would happen to the two of them before. Now it seems that it's Brother Su who is the one who chooses to shave his head off. Hot on the head, this guy is short-sighted and has so many beauties around him. Even if he is attracted to his niece, he is more attracted to him than to this scumbag. Even if he is to me, he is more... hateful, hateful..."

She was scolding as she walked, but she didn't know how to scold, and over and over again, she was just being unlucky and cold-hearted... She knew that maybe it was just Brother Su who favored this Princess Qinglian alone, but Princess Qinglian had never been very fond of Brother Su. Such a gesture...

She couldn't help but feel angry at Brother Su for not fighting for his misfortune. She thought to herself that she didn't care about you, so why did you bother to please her like this? It's simply too much...

Thinking about it, a burst of anger turned directly to Su Jing.

At first he was still scolding Qin Qiong, but then he turned to scolding Su Jing...

With such an angry look, when she came, some people even checked her token, but now when she goes back, no one dares to check her. After all, someone who dares to be so aggressive within the Shenyan Sect must have something to rely on, so it's better not to do it casually. Good job!

While he was just cursing, the expression on his face suddenly turned to hesitation and sadness, thinking that Brother Su must have been full of expectations when he entrusted such an important matter to me, but he failed... In the future, But how to explain it to him?

It seems that we can only...

Forget it, Brother Su has entrusted me with two things. Let him handle the other thing more efficiently... Otherwise, wouldn't it be obvious that I don't pay attention?

Thinking about it, Murong Ruo sighed helplessly and murmured to himself: "From now on, Brother Su can no longer take care of things carelessly. His affairs... are not easy to handle."

As he spoke, he sighed helplessly again.

"Ah sneeze...A sneeze...A sneeze..."

Thousands of miles away.

Su Jing, who was bending down to tidy up the bluestone floor, suddenly sneezed several times in succession uncontrollably.

Lingyue sat aside and watched, concerned: "Uncle...what's wrong with you?"

"No...it's nothing. Maybe I choked on the smoke."

Su Jing scratched his nose... raised his head and glanced at the bluestone floors in the courtyard, with a look of helplessness on his face, and sighed: "It's true that you are determined to die, and you have to fill the hole you dug yourself even to the death. "

"You deserve it. Who made you unable to control your sword energy?"

Qu Wuyi sat aside, holding a knight-errant biography novel in his hand. He looked away from Su Jing while reading, and saw that his expression was no longer as cold as before. Of course, this was because Su Jing came to her to explain to her the night before. It is clear that he has a blood-related sister named Xiaoqiong, who is not related at all.

Qu Wuyi is naturally not the kind of narrow-minded person.

Just looking at the dense sword energy in the courtyard, almost all the flowers and plants in the courtyard were cut to pieces, and there was nothing left to see...

She sighed and said: "Thankfully, I know you welcome me here. Otherwise, I would have seen such an embarrassing scene just after I came here. I really can't help but wonder if this is what you did for me." Drive me out, deliberately."

"Kick you out?"

Su Jing raised his eyebrows, with a bright smile on his face, and said, "How can I be willing to kick you out?"

Qu Wuyi's originally gentle brows suddenly wrinkled. Is it an illusion? It feels like this bastard... is talking more and more brazenly, always teasing himself both subtly and subtly. What's going on?

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