Fengyu Tower, quiet and quiet in the dead of night
"Husband, please spare me." Lady Mengqin said breathlessly.
Even the new generation of white-haired witches is just a mortal. In terms of experience and practical skills, they are not on the same level as Chu Qianqiu.
"That's not what you said just now."
Chu Qianqiu held Lady Mengqin in his arms, played with her silver hair, and said with a chuckle.
"Because my husband has gone too far."
"I have experienced hundreds of battles, but I want to torture me."
"Whenever I learn how to do it, I will definitely defeat my husband." You
Lady Mengqin rubbed her face in Chu Qianqiu's arms and said with some satisfaction.
Although there are still some differences between him and the husband of her dreams.
But all of Chu Qianqiu's actions perfectly satisfied her fantasies about love.
These fantasies were about her being at her most critical moment, like a god descending from the sky to solve her biggest life crisis.
"This is not something you can learn indiscriminately."
Chu Qianqiu pinched the lady's cheek and couldn't put it down.
"As the saying goes: one word for monk, two words for bald donkey, three words for ghost and music official, and four words for "hungry ghost".
"Husband must be the fourth word. As long as I learn from my sisters, I will be able to win husband."
Madam Mengqin said somewhat triumphantly, which made Chu Qianqiu laugh out loud.
"Begging for a beating."
After the fun, the two of them started to fight again, but Chu Qianqiu suddenly sighed.
"Husband, why are you worried?" Lady Mengqin asked curiously. In her opinion, her husband's wishes came true. Even the Minister of War who sneaked into Fengzhou to plan a rebellion died in his arms.
What else is there to worry about in your hands?
"I'm worried about why I am who I am."
Is it memory, is it passion, is it soul, and everything that has been experienced? You
Chu Qianqiu had no answer in his heart.
"A husband is a husband."
"Although I have only been in contact with my husband for a few days, I know that he is a gentle person, a handsome person, and an omnipotent person."
"What if I'm not so handsome?"
Chu Qianqiu let go of Madam Mengqin and asked with a smile, while touching Madam Mengqin's breasts with great interest. These were a pair of beautiful legs that were blooming on the stage. They were snow-white, slender, tight and round, making her
People can't put it down.
"What about husband?" Ms. Mengqin asked with a snicker as she enjoyed her husband's massage.
"I will still like it if I like it." You
"Maybe I don't like it that much." Chu Qianqiu said very simply.
"So is I."
"Appearance, martial arts, personality, etc., as well as our common experiences, constitute my love for my husband."
"Why should we exclude one of the items, whether I like my husband or not, or whether my husband likes me or not?"
"Isn't that weird?"
"Everything is your husband." Lady Mengqin said with certainty.
"My wife is indeed my lucky star." Chu Qianqiu was slightly stunned at first, and then understood.
What is real and what is false.
These things are not important at all, Chu Qianqiu is still living in the world and in the present.
The things he can do and the people he likes are not false.
I live here, have a family, and have my own career. These all exist objectively and there is no need to be too confused.
"Husband?" Lady Mengqin asked in a low voice, for fear of disturbing her husband, but Chu Qianqiu showed a naughty smile and hugged Lady Mengqin.
"Madam, let's continue."
"Husband, aren't you making a breakthrough?" You
"That doesn't count."
That night, Chu Qianqiu advanced from becoming a god to breaking up the delusion. All the past experiences no longer troubled him at all.
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Fengyulou, early morning
What happened yesterday, the guards of Fengyu Tower chose to remain silent. When they heard Miss Mengqin's moans, they all showed their original expressions.
It was not until early in the morning that Jing Yulong summoned his loyal subordinates again.
Jing Yulong is a cautious person. Because he is worried about leaking secrets, there is only one subordinate in the entire Fengyu Tower besides the dead men of the Tang family. You
"Shadow slave."
"My subordinate is here." The shadow warrior who once dressed up as Duan Yu rushed over after sensing the call.
Naturally, this shadow slave was not trained by Jing Yulong himself, but was given to him by King Jing.
A late-stage Xiantian shadow warrior, no matter which force he belongs to, is extremely rare.
"From today on, you must obey Madam Mengqin's orders."
"Whatever she asks you to do, you have to do it."
"Use your own life to protect her." You
"As you command, my lord."
The Kagemusha quickly agreed, although he didn't understand why the lord changed his attitude and asked himself to serve Miss Mengqin, but big people all have their own hobbies.
Maybe it’s a couple’s favor that lasts a hundred days.
"And find someone to inform the Tang family leader that I want to see him."
"Yes, lord."
Chu Qianqiu's real body was hidden in Fengyu Tower, controlling a zombie named Jing Yulong, and began to stir up the situation in Fengzhou.
……excellent
"Husband, I want to investigate Governor Qin's affairs, or the Vajra Temple's affairs."
"I also know some sisters from the Hehuan Sect."
"A few days ago, Mrs. Nightingale had to use her concubine to invite the sect master to come and negotiate."
Ms. Mengqin finally found a dressing table, combed her hair, and sorted out the remaining traces of last night.
Her whole person looked radiant, and her face no longer looked gloomy in the past. The corners of her mouth could not help but turn up. Even when she looked in the mirror, she felt a little excited and happy.
A man will die for a man who knows himself, and a woman will live for a man who pleases her.
"Negotiation?" Chu Qianqiu asked doubtfully. He really didn't know about this matter. You
"The Tianyin Sect and the Hehuan Sect had several fights in private, and both sides suffered casualties."
"It's a bad fate to say the least."
"The contemporary head of the Hehuan Sect, Mrs. Nightingale, does not have a crush on Zen Master Wuye, but wants to be the wife of a duke, decent, clean, and wealthy."
"It turns out that the previous generation of Tianyin Sect masters were also optimistic about Prince Xu, who is now Duke Xu. They took the lead and sent a holy girl to travel with him, and they fell in love with him over time."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Although Xu Guogong's battlefield methods are cruel, he is also an infatuated person. Once he recognized the saint, he directly rejected Mrs. Nightingale."
"Even if Mrs. Nightingale was willing to keep a low profile, he would refuse her face to face. She is not the same as her husband."
Mengqin started to giggle when she said this.
"If you say bad things about your husband again, you won't even be able to get up today."
"Yes, yes, I know I was wrong."
The powerful sects in the world are also concerned about the marriages of the geniuses, and often send suitable women together to perform tasks, so that they can secretly fall in love.
Xu Guogong also belongs to this group. A few decades ago, he was the representative figure of the genius of the Shenwu Dynasty.
Lady Mengqin continued:
"For Xu Guogong to achieve his true form, in addition to his own abilities, our saintess also played a vital role."
The saints of the Tianyin Sect practice the "Taiyin ** Gong", a technique that harms oneself and benefits others. Excellent
Xu Guogong is actually not that old. Among the masters at the peak of martial arts, he is considered young and promising. In addition to the training from the Duke's Mansion and the resources of Zhishan Academy, there are naturally many additional adventures, and the gift from the Saint is among them.
one.
"So you have a feud?"
"Yes, Mrs. Nightingale has been holding a grudge against this matter. Ting Yuxuan has been competing with Yihongyuan."
"I chose to practice the Seven Emotions Art not only because I don't want to be a saint, but also because I want to fight against the hidden veins of the Hehuan Sect."
Oh, maybe we can use Lady Mengqin to start from the Hehuan Sect to investigate the shady story of the Vajra Temple. It would be best to find out the cause of Zen Master Shanghui's death, and use the power of Guangming Temple and Maha Temple to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop.
"Madam, please don't act rashly for the time being, lest the bald donkeys at Vajra Temple notice it in advance."
"But there's one little thing we can do first." You
"What's up?"
"In the past, Zhu Xingxiu, the Minister of Rites, had contacts with eight female disciples of the Hehuan Sect. It is said that some female disciples gave birth to children for him." (Note: Chapter 624)
"You lied and claimed that you were on the mission of Minister Jing to investigate these women, and at the same time, you used it to control the Minister of Rites."
"Maybe they will know some old stories."
Chu Qianqiu had just arrived, and he really didn't know how to deal with the Vajra Temple. They were like a non-stick pan, standing high above them.
Once he deliberately closed the door to refuse guests, Chu Qianqiu could only take the risk and attack the Vajra Temple to have a chance to find out the truth.
Now with the help of the lady, maybe we can start with the Hehuan Sect and open up a new path. You
"Okay, husband."
"I will definitely handle this matter properly."
"Madam, please don't show off, your safety is the most important thing." Chu Qianqiu hugged Madam Mengqin and said softly.
"I'm sorry for you."
"With the treasures given by my husband, I won't be afraid even if I meet a master of gathering images." Lady Mengqin also hugged Chu Qianqiu, and the two waved goodbye.
…
At the same time, the head of the Tang family was also invited to Fengyu Tower.
"Master Duan sent someone to invite you. Is there something important?"
Tang Ning, the contemporary head of the Tang family, saw Jing Yulong and asked with some confusion.
The next moment, Chu Qianqiu came out from behind and laughed loudly:
"Master Tang, do you recognize me?"
"A few days ago, I killed your sixth brother, don't you blame me?"