"You said you were going to visit Huang's house later, and you were honest." Huang Gong blinked at this madman Meng Xiaoan. If Meng Xiaoan hadn't been crazy, he would never have said this.
Huang Gong had no doubt that Meng Xiaoan would die miserably.
"Kill his wife first."
Huang Gong said: "Do you know where he is?"
"As long as Huang Xin appears, Huang Shang will be around." Meng Xiaoan said in a confident tone, "What do you think?"
Huang Gong pondered the meaning of this sentence, and then smiled: "Okay, then I won't stop you, as long as you feel you are sure."
"I'm not sure, because this matter can't be delayed any longer."
"Aren't you cooperating?"
"Am I also cooperating with you?" Meng Xiaoan asked.
"what do you need?"
"You don't need anything. I'm here to tell you that if I can't get out, just remember to get my body back."
"I can do this."
"Thank you."
Meng Xiaoan walked out of Huang Gong's room.
"A madman is a madman." Huang Gong didn't know whether Meng Xiaoan gave a thumbs up or a middle finger in contempt.
Meng Xiaoan went to kill members of the Huang family alone? He underestimated the power of the Huang family.
But what he is a little interested in is whether Meng Xiaoan can finally escape from the Huang Shang family safely?
Huang Gong seemed extremely interested and followed him out. It was a dark and windy night.
Huang Xin sat on a chair and listened to the sound of the wind, blowing gently from her face, from her hair, from her body.
The chair she is sitting on is not an ordinary chair. It is a chair made by Hitomi Tokugawa during the Tokugawa shogunate. It is a chair that symbolizes power and prestige.
The chair is carved from special materials and can withstand the baptism of time for at least hundreds of years.
The back of the chair is carved with a lifelike and domineering Suzaku.
When Huang Xin leans against her, her heart becomes very calm, so calm that she can hear the breathing of the wind, just like her own breathing.
Her complexion is still as smooth and crystal clear as a girl's. Time has not left any traces on her face. On the contrary, it has only increased the charm of an infinite woman.
All the men who have met her will be amazed by her, including Li Tanhua and Huang Shang. Twenty years ago when Huang Shang traveled east to Anwei to prove the martial arts of the two countries, she met this man once. What happened after that was not a bloody love at first sight plot.
.
The reason why Huang Xin has been sleeping for so many years is partly because of him. If Huang Shang hadn't used a strange technique to seal off her meridians and put her into a state of suspended animation, she would be the first person in Asia now.
Huang Xin is a woman, a super strong woman. That's why Huang Shang sealed her meridians.
She was wearing very gorgeous clothes and was sitting leisurely on a chair, seemingly waiting for someone. While waiting for someone, she always had a playful smile on her face.
She squinted her eyes slightly, revealing an unpredictable smile in her red phoenix eyes.
The sound of wind chimes tinkled from under the eaves.
The person she was waiting for has arrived.
When Meng Xiaoan saw Huang Xin for the first time, he was a little surprised, but the smile at the corner of his mouth was even more intriguing.
"On the way here, I thought you were a woman, at least not the kind of stunning woman. But obviously I was wrong." Meng Xiaoan said in a tone that was strange even to him, "I was really wrong.
I can guarantee that if you participate in the Miss World competition, you will definitely be the first. Of course, with your current status, you don’t bother to participate in any beauty contest, but this is what I say to you."
Huang Xin did not stand up to express welcome, nor did she express disdain. Her attitude was always calm and confident, because she was the only mistress of the Huang family.
She had a reason not to stand up. There were only three people in the world who could make her stand up from this chair. It was obvious that Meng Xiaoan was not one of these five people.
Her eyes were a strange green color, just like a cat's eyes.
"I know, I am a woman who has retained her youth, what do you think?" Uesugi Kenxin said lightly. She caught a glimpse of Meng Xiaoan's eyes showing no concealment of ambiguity when he looked at her. He was the first
A man who dared to show such a look to his face.
But she was not disgusted, as if she had seen too many little sheep, and now she saw a tiger appearing next to her, and she was extremely interested.
"Well, you are a very beautiful woman. Time has carved you into a piece of beautiful jade." Meng Xiaoan felt a little numb, but to tell the truth, this woman was of the same generation as his old man, but she looked the same as him.
Just like an eighteen-year-old girl.
This has to be said to be an old goblin.
"Have you met my husband?" Huang Xin turned slightly and glanced at Meng Xiaoan, then turned back.
"I've seen it, your Huang family is really full of talents." Meng Xiaoan's tone was extremely calm, but the huge and turbulent killing energy erupted from his body made Huang Xin frown slightly.
"Thank you." Huang Xin said. Meng Xiaoan must die tonight because his strength has amazed her. "I will be the number one warrior."
"It's useful to be first." Meng Xiaoan said rudely, "There's no point in competing for the first place. Wouldn't it be nice to have some time to drink tea?"
Huang Xin smiled and said: "You are right, but I understand it is too late. I still have more than ten years to live, so if you can kill me, you can kill me."
She was not flattering. If Meng Xiaoan really killed her, she would not have any resentment.
Because she is a woman who pursues beauty, and a woman's appearance cannot age forever.
Even though her appearance is still the same now, in twenty or thirty years, she will be an old woman with gray hair, which she doesn't want to see.
Meng Xiaoan stared at her face that amazed him, and said with a cold smile: "You want to do it yourself?"
"No, I will not fight you unless you kill them first," Huang Xin said.
Three men slowly walked out of the room and stood in front of Meng Xiaoan.
Meng Xiaoan raised his eyebrows, and the person in the middle turned out to be Huang Lang. At this moment, Huang Lang seemed to not recognize Meng Xiaoan, with a cold expression.
But what Meng Xiaoan is interested in is not whether he knows him? But why did Huang Xin ask Huang Lang to do this?
Huang Lang said that he was the man most likely to become the next Huang family. If he died, it would be difficult for the next head of the family to find a man as talented as him.
Could it be that Huang Xin already knew that he and Huang Lang had met? Then he resorted to a borrowed knife to kill someone?
Meng Xiaoan thought so, but it was unclear whether Huang Lang just let himself be manipulated.
Huang Xindao: "What about Fuji?"
Huang Lang replied respectfully: "He is in the houses around."
"Go and ask him to come."
Huang Lang left.
"Huang Buer?" Meng Xiaoan thought, there was no such person in the list Bronze gave him. What kind of awesome person actually made Huang Lang feel respectful and resentful?
In a very simple wooden house, Huang Buer, the scum of the Huang family, was seducing a girl.
"Do you really like me?" A beautiful girl raised her head, with an expression that was both shy and a little excited, and said softly: "I know I can't compare to your girlfriends, but" she paused. , seemed to have made great determination, and said softly: "If you hadn't rescued me from them, I'm afraid I would have been raped by those men." I felt that the girl felt too guilty for saying such words. , finally couldn't say anything, but the meaning was obvious. Huang Buer didn't think about it anymore, hugged the girl in his arms tightly, and kissed her lips. The conspiracy flashed at the corner of his mouth.
"Ah..." Natsujin Kurita hadn't finished breathing softly. His pink lips had been sealed, his starry eyes were slightly opened, and his long eyelashes were trembling slightly. For a moment, he felt that his whole body and limbs were warm and soft, and he could no longer exert any effort. It wasn't until the kiss was over that he slowly opened his eyes, and there was a faint feeling of moisture in his eyes.
Huang Fuji slowly let Natsujin Kurita lie on the bed, carefully unbuttoned her clothes, as if treating a precious jade, pulled the skirt of her clothes, and gently took it off to the left and right, revealing her fair skin. Natsujin Kurita "Ah" she sighed softly, and her exquisite breasts swayed slightly uneasily.
"Are you really going to hand it over to me...?" He pulled her clothes to her shoulders, stopped moving, and stared at Natsujin Kurita. Natsujin Kurita lay weakly, turned his blushing face away, and relaxed a little. hands.
Huang Buer held up her back with his right hand, stretched out his left hand, and let the robe slide off his shoulders, pass through his arms, and fall on the grass.
At this point, Natsuzu Kurita's upper body was fully exposed. Unable to suppress the shame that struck him, Natsuzu Kurita covered half of his pretty face with his right hand.
Natsatsu Kurita didn't dare to look at Huang Fuji at all, and closed her eyes again. Even so, she still felt a gust of night wind blowing between her legs from the window, because the long skirt had been gently removed. Natsatsu Kurita lowered She asked in a low voice: "That's good?" Huang Buer kissed her gently on the ear and said with a smile: "I will take responsibility for you."