Lady Su’s Revenge

On the second day of the morning, Su Shi was dressed as a son, and he was replaced by a fancy clothing and easy to leave. Fang Yuan left the residence and went to the Red Mansion.

As soon as I stepped into the Yanliu Alley, there were a lot of women who wore the business of the open-faced business and went to the side to get tired of business.

"The son is early..."

"Grandpa, come play, the little girl is waiting for a long time..."

"..."

Fang Yuan tightened his face and listened to his eyebrows. He was taught to focus on cultivation since he was a child. He never touched these things. Today is the first time he has come to Yanliuxiang.

Su Shi saw Fang Yuan’s expression and couldn’t help but sneer. He secretly said: “Let’s relax, you are not really embarrassed. Using this road as an opponent, acting is also the foundation of one’s strength, you When you come to Quining, you are living too seriously."

When he heard Su Shi say this, Fang Yuan’s heart is bright and his mind is naturally a lot.

However, in the morning of the Qing Dynasty and Su Shi came to visit the kiln... He thought it was uncomfortable!

When I came to the Hung Hom House, Su Shi showed a very sharp look, and hurriedly walked to the old man and said: "Mom, Qufu girl? Today, I came here early, she will not be empty?"

The old man can't remember the appearance of Su Shi, but there are no more than one thousand and eight hundred every day. She immediately replied: "Oh, this man is really anxious, but today she is a little girl, she is afraid of Tiankui, afraid Can't pick up customers."

Su Shi heard a slight horror in his heart, remembering the agreement that Qufu had set in advance. Her face immediately showed the color of disappointment, turned and left, not forgetting to lick the old mother in a step-by-step manner. "It’s awkward! Mom, when the girl’s body has recovered, you must inform me."

"We have other girls in Hung Hom House, you see..."

"No, no, I want to sing a girl!"

"Well, let's go slowly..."

"..."

Fang Yuan cooperated with a look of awkwardness and followed Su Shi. What he thought was not a strange act. But Su Shi, a woman, why is it so good to play a hacker, just like real?

It is difficult, this is the so-called acting talent?

After Su Shi left, the old smile smiled and picked up and went upstairs.

At this moment, there is a bloated black robe old man in the Qufu House. A knife on his face is drawn from the ear to the mouth, especially conspicuous. Whenever the old man laughs, it will involve a knife, which is extremely horrible.

"The song fragrance is really popular in Yunjing City..."

At this moment, the old man of the knife is laughing at Qufu, Qufu is covering his mouth and laughing, and his eyes are moving away without any trace. "The knife elders can really make jokes. They are dressed as dusty women. If they are unpopular, how can they lie? To those who are dignitaries? Is this not contributing to my teaching?"

"It seems that the leader sent you to this place is right. You used to never say the word "I teach"."

The knife grows a little dagger, his eyes sweeping through the exposed Qufu, and he smiles profoundly: "As long as the old man is in these days, you will make me satisfied. After returning, I will definitely be in front of the leader." A few words, when the teacher may be happy, it is impossible to tell you that you have become a core disciple of He Huan Zong!"

If the veteran’s words are placed on any swaying woman who is sincerely interested in the Hehuan sect, she will be very happy, but she is not, she has only one feeling:

Disgusting.

Fortunately, the experience in these years has not been in vain, and the surface of Qufu has not been ruthless. On the contrary, there is a pity in the surprise: "The proposal of the knife elders is very dynamic. But the knife elders have forgotten something. If the elders of the knife also want to suffer from the red dust, they have no opinion..."

As soon as this was said, the face of the knife elder changed immediately.

How did he forget that the Qufu had the red dust scattered by the teacher himself, although the intimacy with her was not necessarily dyed, but the danger, he did not want to take it!

Thinking of this, the knife grows old and sullen, looks ugly, and drinks a glass of wine and stands up and said: "The leader told me to come and win the full moon string! All the people in the city of Yunjing City must listen to me. Acting, Qu Xiangzhu, these days, you will be wronged to collect intelligence, and other things will not be taken care of!"

In the end, the old man of the knife did not return to the house, but the beauty could not enter the mouth. What did he still stay here?

Seeing that he left the Hung Hom House, Qufu was long and relieved. The younger generation did not know when it was soaked. He was suddenly found, and she was scared to death. Fortunately, Mr. Yu reacted very quickly and never let the knife grow. I noticed an abnormality.

Pulling on the clothes, Qufu bowed his head, and his face was cold and cold. Because the red dust was scattered and protected from the knife elders, she did not feel happy at all.

The so-called red dust is the poison of the stove that the teacher personally planted. This poison will attack once every six months. When the attack occurs, the whole body will hurt into the bone marrow, and the bones will burn like a fire. At this time, if there is no medicine given by the Lord, you will be tortured to death.

When I joined Hehuan Zong, it was only a matter of expediency. Who knows that it was regarded as a ban by the teacher, and she was forced to give up the red dust when she did not want to give in. After a few years, she thought about it every time, but she was obsessed with it. However, she lived in the dirty and incomparable He Huan Zong, and with her own intelligence, took the opportunity to come to Yunjing.

"Ten years, it has been eight years." Qufu rubbed his chest and muttered to himself.

Every woman who was planted with red dust was only ten years old to live.

Because in the tenth year, she was like a mature fruit that she had cultivated for many years and could be picked up. At that time, she would be called back to Hehuan, and become a victim of the great advancement of the master.

At that time, she only sporadically heard that the woman who had been planted with red dust was talking about it. Every woman who was treated as a stove fell into the hands of the leader, and the death was extremely bad.

Some people say that when the red dust bursts out, the body will melt into blood, and then the bones will be swallowed by the lord to be swallowed. Some people say that after 10 years, the poisoned person will gradually become necrotic, but the wisdom still exists and will see it. A little bit of being swallowed by the Lord, cruel to the extreme.

No matter which kind of death method, it exceeds the limit that normal people can bear. Therefore, the woman who was planted with her in the same year was almost dead, but she was still alive.

There are quite a few restrictions on the secrets of these grafting skills. Only when the recipients have little resentment in their hearts, taking ten years of red dust is considered a qualified drug primer. Otherwise, the teacher may be invaded and enchanted.

Qufu is of course resentful, and her resentment is even stronger than anyone else! Only she did not show it, so that the teacher always thought that she was still in the dark, and also dreamed of "giving me a real antidote after taking ten years."

Her original thoughts were very simple. If she couldn't find out the news of her brother, then she would go back to the acacia religious master to take a nap and avenge herself!

But now, "Mr. Yu" has undoubtedly changed her mind.

When I went to distracting thoughts, Qufu remembered the agreement with Su Shi before, but my heart was not eager. Although the knife elders came for the auction, they were not allowed to send someone to monitor her. It is more cautious to meet with Mr. Qi.

Qufu patiently waited for a day, the knife elders hurriedly took people out, she still handled the information presented by the spies as usual.

After three days, Qufu finally determined that the elders of the knife did not send someone to monitor her, but instead focused on finding a disciple. Then, on the night, she immediately put on the night clothes, and for the first time, she went to the dripping house that Su Shi said.

At this moment, the night is quiet, and the back door is dark and inky. The heart of the Qufu is smashing, and the black and regular knocking on the door gently, waiting for not long, the back door quietly opens, and at the same time the voice of Mr. Qi is familiar.

"Come in soon."

It was too late to see the situation inside the house. Qufu quickly rushed into it, and the back door immediately closed, and the alley returned to darkness.

After blinking, Qufu finally adapted to the sudden bright light. Before seeing her, she opened a door for a girl. She looked at the appearance of 17 or 18 years old, but she could not see her cultivation.

Qufu’s heart was slightly shocked, and the people around him were really young and talented young girls.

After a few more steps, Qufu saw the youth who had been in contact with her, and immediately subconsciously said: "Qufu, see the party to protect the law!"

Yin Xueyu covered his mouth and laughed silently. Su Shi really liked to give them a boring order. Only this point can be seen that Su Shi, like them, is still a peer who likes mischief.

Fang Yuan’s heart was helpless, but the surface was nodding his face and nodded. He pushed the door open: “The master has waited for you for a long time, go in.”

For the word "master", Fang Yuan found that much more, he seems to have been numb to the point of not being ashamed.

Qufu took a deep breath and walked into the house. The door behind her was immediately shut, and she was shocked.

Suddenly, a thing flew toward her. Under the tension, she shot it with a palm. The latter was shot and landed on the ground, making a crisp sound and a fragrant smell.

The horror was determined, and Qufu discovered that it was a glass of wine, not a hidden weapon.

"This is my brewed wine. If you refuse to say anything, it really makes me sad." Su Shi came out with a simple blue cloth and smiled brightly.

When Qufu suddenly saw Su Shi, she was going to salute, but then she felt that it was wrong. Subconsciously, she stood up straight, and then looked more and more stunned.

Mr. He, he... is short?

"Since it is here, you don't need to be nervous, sit down and talk." Su Shi gave Qufu a new glass of wine and smiled lightly: "What you see is still not my true face, but this time, the height is true. ""

Qufu carefully took the glass, and there was still vigilance in his heart, not afraid to drink. However, when she heard Su Shi’s “big truth”, she was inevitably a bit curious in her heart. Is “Mr. Qi” born to be short, or is his age too small...

Seeing that Qufu was always tense, Su Shi also lost the thought of continuing to ease the relationship. He re-entered and asked: "What happened to the Hung Hom House?"

Qufu's feelings immediately became serious, habitually suppressing the voice: "The sorcerer's knife is coming, and now the Yunjing City, except for the Red Mansion, the other people I have already mobilized. The leader seems to have the mind to **** the full moon." ”

"That treasures, even men will be heart-wrenching, not to mention that you teach the Lord to be sweet, she created the Hehuan Zongben as her own lust, if not for the full moon, unless the old woman died..."

Su Shi’s words are ridiculous. In her previous life, she did not have to deal with He Huanzong. Some people in the martial arts circle even joked that she and the Acacia religious master were “double toxic in the martial arts world”, which led her to be chased by the old woman for several years, which made her abolish the big price. Only took her head.

Qufu listened quietly, and she was the first to hear the real name of the religious master of Hehuan.

The night is sweet, the name is distinctly cute, but the person it represents is in the hands of countless human lives, and the heart is like a snake.