Alliance of Beauty Men and Heavenly Masters

Lin Tingjun glanced at Hei Yan. Hei Yan was picking his nostrils. He got blood just now, and now he felt even more uncomfortable inside.

He dug and felt that Lin Tingjun was looking at him, and he picked his nostrils to look at Lin Tingjun: "What are you looking at?! My highness is also wise and powerful when picking his nose! He is unparalleled and handsome!" Hei Yan was domineering towards Lin Tingjun He raised his eyebrows, and there were bloodstains under his nostrils.

Lin Tingjun continued to stare at him coldly: "Go and protect Yoyo." Shen Shen's voice sounded more like Hei Yan's master.

Hei Yan immediately narrowed his eyes and lowered his face, his black body exuded a vicious aura: "How dare you order my highness? Huh!" When everyone thought he would not obey Lin Tingjun, he pouted his buttocks and jumped onto the ground. Fang Liang turned his head and pointed at Lin Tingjun, "His Royal Highness is going to monitor that woman now, don't let her kill indiscriminately in the world! Hmph!" He snorted heavily, emphasizing that he was going to monitor Lian Youyou, not protect Lian Youyou , Immediately, the black figure disappeared above the beam.

Listening to Jun looked at Mahjong lazily, and ignored Hei Yan, as if he didn't care whether he was monitoring or protecting.

"Swipe and pull!" Sanniang threw the dice, "Master Heiyan is really the cheapest man I have ever seen in my life~~~~"

Lin Tingjun remained calm. Little Rapunzel smiled silently with her eyes closed.

"What is cheap?" He Shiqi scratched his head and asked, not knowing why.

三娘妩媚一笑，纤手支脸：“谁揍他多，他爱谁~~~”

He Shiqi opened his eyes wide, is there such a person in this world?

When Lian Youyou and Yunxi walked out of the Nine Gates, Fu Mingsu had already called a sedan chair from the intersection. Duanmu Lang stepped forward immediately, and looked at Fu Mingsu with admiration: "How do you know I'm going to take a sedan chair? My **** hurts like hell." Duanmu Lang bared his teeth in pain.

Fu Mingsu was not angry with the young prince Duanmulang, but as a businessman, he was used to being kind and pleasant to others. So, he looked at Duan Mulang with a smile: "Little prince, please bear with me, this sedan chair is for Miss Lian."

Duan Mulang was stunned for a moment, and when his **** hurt suddenly, he immediately nodded and bowed: "Oh, that's right, Miss Lian belongs to a girl's family, so I will bear with it. I will go out later and see if there is a sedan chair."

Fu Mingsu lowered his face and smiled faintly: "My lord, it's not that I poured cold water on you. It's the peak hour now, and the sedan chair is hard to call. You, please forgive me. The palace is not far from here, and you will be there if you walk." After finishing speaking, Fu Ming Leading the sedan chair back to stop in front of Lian Youyou, she lifted the curtain for Lian Youyou, "Miss Lian, please."

Lian Youyou lifted her skirt into the sedan chair, and Fu Mingsu neatly lowered the curtain of the sedan chair. Seeing that Lian Youyou's skirt was still on the edge of the sedan chair, she casually covered it with the sedan chair curtain, and gently reminded: "Miss Lian, be careful, the sedan chair is getting up." After Fu Mingsu finished speaking, the bearer had already lifted the sedan chair.

Lian Youyou sat in the sedan chair, raising her eyebrows slightly. This Fu Mingsu was more meticulous than Fu Mingrui. No wonder Fu Mingsu took care of both Fu Kun's family affairs and the Fu family's business.

Fu Mingsu stood on the right side of Lian Youyou's sedan chair, and walked directly in front of Duan Mulang with the sedan chair, as if ignoring him directly. How much time did Fu Mingsu spend on today's matter? One thing, he had to say it three times because of Duanmulang, and he hurt a lot. Because Fu Mingsu values ​​time the most, and his time must be counted in gold.

Duanmu Lang was stunned for a while when he saw Fu Mingsu walking by, but he quickly followed.

This sedan chair is incredible, the eldest son Fu and the young prince clear the way, who will fight? After going out, passers-by who knew Fu Mingsu and Duanmu Lang were shocked. Who is in this sedan chair? To actually let the son of a left prime minister go with an imperial family, while she sits in a sedan chair?

Yun Xi walked on the left side of Lian Youyou's sedan chair, opened the curtain casually, narrowed her fox eyes, and looked at Lian Youyou with a smile: "Master, you are really proud today, everyone around you is looking at us~~"

The eight gates are located in the Imperial City, people here are either rich or noble, there are few people who don't know Duanmu Lang and Mr. Fu, because one is a romantic master who lingers in the flowers, and the other is a wanderer among high-ranking officials and nobles Merry and elegant. That is to say, Duanmu Lang and Fu Mingsu usually have a relatively high appearance rate, and they are popular handsome men. Naturally, most people in the imperial city know each other.

Fu Mingrui is not here today, otherwise, if he saw it, he would definitely be curious again, because the sedan chair was carried out from the alley of Jiumen. With his elite skills, he will quickly determine that the person in the sedan chair is Lian Youyou. But for Lian Youyou to come out, it must be a strange case.

Lian Youyou's sedan chair arrived at Kang Wang's mansion under the attention of thousands of people, the guards at the door immediately stood up straight, and the servants inside also rushed out, seeing the sedan chair instinctively stepped forward to lift the curtain, but Duanmu Lang was faster than them, and stopped on the sedan chair At that time, he immediately stepped forward courteously, and lifted the curtain for Lian Youyou: "Miss Lian, please."

Fu Mingsu, who was standing aside, stared blankly. Duanmu Lang was thrown to the ground by Lian Youyou so honestly, and now he is looking forward to Lian Youyou even more, if he falls twice again, will he kneel respectfully to welcome him?

Today, Fu Mingsu can be said to have seen the entire process of Duanmu Lang's change, from arrogance, to timidity, to the current hospitality, does this Lian Youyou really know any magic? Could it be that these nine gates are really like the rumors, that what they investigate are demons, and what they do are ghosts?

But the ones who were more surprised than Fu Mingsu were Duanmulang's servants.

They were also dumbfounded seeing Duan Mulang's respectful and infinite hospitality to Lian Youyou. They only know that there is only one situation in which their little prince will behave like this, and that is when the person sitting in the sedan chair must be a peerless beauty!

Only a peerless beauty can make Duan Mulang bow down and let go of the noble status of the royal family.

They immediately looked at the sedan chair, the curtain of the sedan chair was raised, and the white skirt fell down. Everyone, look at the skirt! What a beauty!

Immediately, Lian Youyou burst out with a smirk, and in an instant, the jaws of all the servants dropped in shock! Their little prince...when...taste...decreased?

No matter what they think, how do they feel that Lian Youyou is no different from ordinary women.

"Miss Lian please, please." Duanmu Lang respectfully wanted to invite.

Lian Youyou raised her head forward, and with just one glance, she knew that this cup was stolen. Because, in Kang Wang's mansion, there is really no trace of evil spirit, not even ghost spirit. The whole house is illuminated like this, wealth is rising, and luck is lingering. This land is really a treasure land, a blessed land.

Yunxi snickered aside.

Fu Mingsu lowered his eyes and followed one side, but his eyes fell on Lian Youyou from time to time. He wanted to see, just who is this Lian Youyou? Do you really know those legendary spells?

The legend of the spell has been circulating, but in fact, who has actually seen it? Anyway, Fu Mingsu had never seen him before. He could see through the tricks of Maoshan Taoist priests and witches and witches in the past. His insight is no less than that of Fu Mingrui, but he has read far more books than Fu Mingrui.