The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

Shang Xiufang has been waiting silently, she felt the surging blood and internal force in her body.

But Shang Xiufang would not think it was a tonic, she would only think it was an effect of her poisoning.

But Shang Xiufang didn't have any fear in her heart, she was very calm.

"It is the greatest luck in my life to meet you!"

Seeing Chu Heng's figure appearing outside the door, Shang Xiufang's face showed indifference.

"It's a pity that we bid farewell in such a way! It's a pity. I hope that in the next life, I can still be your bosom friend! I hope that in the next life, I can see you being so righteous!"

Silently closing her eyes, Shang Xiufang put her hand on Yaoqin.

The moment Chu Heng pushed the door open, Shang Xiufang's Yaoqin rang out.

Chu Heng heard it very clearly, but the sound of Yaoqin was telling him to go.

After coming to this world for so long, it was the first time for Chu Heng to meet a friend who could communicate with Yaoqin.

The former Huang Xuemei couldn't communicate with Chu Heng on the Yaoqin even if she practiced the Tianlong Bayin to perfection!

Just because, this is a feeling!

This is already a feeling beyond skill!

Although Chu Heng can use his Yaoqin to express his thoughts, it is impossible for other people to use Yaoqin to communicate with him!

But now, Chu Heng met him.

Even in the flower hall before, Chu Heng had already understood Shang Xiufang's Yaoqin.

At that time, Shang Xiufang was looking for a bosom friend!She was looking for a bosom friend from Qinhuai River three days ago.

Perhaps Shang Xiufang can use countless methods to easily know who was playing at the Qinhuai River that day.

But Shang Xiufang would not do that! .

Chapter [-] Bosom friend

Because for bosom friend, such an approach is undoubtedly an insult.

This, perhaps, is a kind of romance unique to bosom friends.

But now, Chu Heng heard Yaoqin that Shang Xiufang asked him to leave.

It was at the moment when Shang Xiufang played the Yaoqin that Zhou Xurui's face changed instantly.

"Bitch, how dare you remind Chu Heng in advance!?"

Zhou Xurui poked his head out quietly, wanting to order - to attack.

But at this moment, he found that Chu Heng pushed open the door without realizing it.

It seems that just now Shang Xiufang was just an ordinary adjustment of Yaoqin, but she was not reminding Chu Heng.

Seeing Chu Heng push open the door, Shang Xiufang's eyes flashed with despair.

Although Chu Heng did not understand Shang Xiufang's Yaoqin, it just showed that Chu Heng was not her bosom friend, but at this time, no matter whether Chu Heng was Shang Xiufang's bosom friend or not, she had already fallen deeply into Chu Heng.

This was due to Zhou Xurui's single-handed push. If it wasn't for this, with Shang Xiufang's arrogance, even Chu Heng, she wouldn't fall in love with him so easily.

"Chu Heng, I met everyone Shang!"

Chu Heng smiled slightly, and slowly sat in front of Shang Xiufang.

Smelling the strange sandalwood in the incense burner, Chu Heng's eyes flashed with clarity.

Seeing that Chu Heng had entered the room, Shang Xiufang sighed, no longer worried about Chu Heng's safety, but immersed her mind in the Yaoqin. ~)

This time, it was not an ambush from all sides, but a high mountain and flowing water.

Perhaps under the current situation, it would be a good choice to remind Chu Heng with ambush from all sides.

But Shang Xiufang understood that since Chu Heng had already entered the room, he must have been poisoned!

With the enemy's deceitfulness, they will definitely not give Chu Heng a chance to stand up.

In other words, even if Shang Xiufang reminded Chu Heng now, it would not have any effect at all. Perhaps doing so would only make the two of them die earlier!

Thinking of this, Shang Xiufang was not in a hurry, she began to play the high mountains and rivers to find the last confidant in her heart.

Chu Heng slightly closed his eyes, listening to Shang Xiufang's Yaoqin, beating the beat slowly with his hands.

Just like Boya Ziqi, one played the piano while the other enjoyed it.

Seeing Chu Heng's reaction like this, Shang Xiufang's mood became more and more complicated.

Now, even Shang Xiufang herself didn't know whether she expected Chu Heng to be his bosom friend or not.

A quarter of an hour later, when the poison in Shang Xiufang's body was completely eliminated and Chu Heng was already poisoned, Zhou Xurui slowly walked out from behind the painting boat. kuuhuu

"What a concubine's love, I'm really envious of others!"

Patting his own palm, Zhou Xurui looked at Chu Heng with infinite satisfaction in his eyes.

"But I didn't envy you, an old thief!"

Chu Heng raised his eyelids and said coldly.