"Sure, let's negotiate fairly in a man's way," Nangong Xiaomiao snorted calmly. He felt relieved when Hei Xiaosi followed. When the time comes, they will definitely win if they fight one against the other!
Thinking like this, Nangong Xiaomiao blinked at Hei Si, which clearly meant: Hold this man's legs later, and leave the sneak attack to me!
Hei Si's face was expressionless. He understood the little man's eyes, but he strongly disagreed. If the Seventh Prince was so easy to sneak attack, Brother Luo would have beaten him to the ground a few years ago, and...
Hei Si's eyes flashed,
It is said that Brother Luo used all kinds of methods at the beginning, but he didn't even touch the sleeves of His Majesty Seventh Prince.
If a person is very upright, he may lose once or twice.
But His Highness Seventh, not only did he not lose, he also won beautifully every time. Being able to do this proves that he is even more capable than Brother Luo.
Hei Si is still here doing an analysis of ourselves and the enemy, but the little guy on the other end has already started a eye-to-eye contest!
Nangong Xiaomiao was grinding her fangs fiercely.
Beiming Liancheng turned a blind eye to this, raised his hand, and threw the little man onto the imperial concubine's chair!
Then, he lifted him up again and raised his hand again.
Bang!
The wooden chair in the inn was smashed into pieces by Nangong Xiaomiao's head...
This was what Qu Luo saw as soon as he entered the room. He shook the black feather fan in his hand: "The battle is really fierce!"
"Can you please stop throwing me here and there like a sandbag!" Nangong Xiaomiao protested, holding Beiming Liancheng's legs with her little paws, then turned back and shouted to Hei Si: "Hei Xiaosi, hurry up
Come on!"
Hei Si was still hesitating.
Qu Luo was quite excited. When he saw the rare opportunity, he threw up his fan, rolled up his sleeves, and flew over, rolling into a ball.
He has wanted to beat up His Highness for many years, and now the blind cat finally meets the dead mouse, and he catches... uh... where is the person?
Qu Luo looked at Nangong Xiaomiao in his arms, looking a little dazed.
Nangong Xiaomiao was also panting and had already retracted her little fangs.
The inn was filled with dust, but there was only one person half-floating in the air without dust. He slowly adjusted his sleeves, with black gloves tightly fitting his slender fingers, and a contemptuous smile on his lips.
The young master of the Hei family had long expected such a result. He bent down to pick up the little man and dusted the little clothes for him.
Nangong Xiaomiao was not angry even after losing, but secretly bit his ears with Hei Si: "He can teleport."
"That's Qinggong." Hei Si corrected him.
Nangong Xiaomiao said to her heart, "What do you know? How can qinggong be so fast? It's teleportation!"
"Anyway, I learned a lesson this time. He is very shameless." The little man said in a clear-cut manner.
Hei Si agreed with this and nodded silently.
Nangong Xiaomiao shook her little head helplessly: "I don't know which one is more shameless, him or my mother."
Hei Si:……
Nangong Xiaomiao didn't care what Hei Si's reaction was. She staggered up to Beiming Liancheng and tugged on his fur coat with her little hand: "Do you like my mother because you want to eat her?"
Hearing this, Qu Luo laughed immediately, his narrow eyes half-stained with romance: "Xiao Meow, you don't understand this. As long as a man likes a woman, his ultimate goal is to eat her!"
Nangong Xiaomiao ignored him and looked at Beiming Liancheng seriously with a pair of big eyes: "If you just want to find something to eat, stay away from my mother."
There was no trace of emotion on Beiming Liancheng's handsome face: "This is between her and me."
"If you dare to lay a finger on my mother, I will never let you go!" Nangong Xiaomiao's black hair was windless and her eyes were downcast.
In just an instant, all the windows in the inn opened, making a banging sound, and the cold wind rushed in. Even the wooden table in the lobby was shaking back and forth, as if it was about to shatter!
Qu Luo looked at the small figure and frowned slightly...
Nangong Baiye who was upstairs was also woken up. With a twist of his wrist, he immediately got up from the bed. He only took a brief look at the situation below, then held on to the handle of the stairs and jumped from the second floor!
"What's wrong with you?"
Nangong Xiaomiao turned around and smiled: "It's okay, I'm playing with my uncle."
Playing... Nangong Baiye glanced at the mess around him and played until all the tables were broken?
"I'm curious, how do you play?" She clasped her hands, with a smile on her handsome face.
Beiming Liancheng smiled evilly: "We can demonstrate it to you." As he said that, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the little man.
Nangong Xiaomiao swayed her little body and stood closer to him in cooperation.
Beiming Liancheng reached out and lifted up the little man's collar...
Whoosh... Throw it over and catch it!
Whoosh...throw it over again, catch it!
During this period, Beiming Liancheng made good use of his teleportation technique. Before the little person even landed, he caught the little person in his hand and continued to throw it away!
Nangong Xiaomiao kept her mouth pursed at first, but later she became happy and even had her own voiceover: "Whoosh... Whoosh!"
Qu Luo smiled sullenly and poked the young master of the Hei family with his finger.
Hei Si's face, which had been paralyzed from beginning to end, still maintained his own style: "His martial spirit seems to have risen to another level."
"Okay, you continue." Nangong Baiye turned around, pointed at the wreckage on the ground, and then pointed at the smiling and romantic Qu Luo: "You will pay for these things."
Qu Luo stared: "Why?"
"You have to pay to watch the theater." Nangong Baiye said without blushing or heartbeat.
"Wait a minute, I have business here this time." Qu Luo smiled, with an evil charm on his handsome face that could confuse the girl: "I heard that you had a big fight in Nangong Garden last night, and you are here at noon today.
In the front building, there will be a beautiful woman holding tea and apologizing to you?"
Nangong Baiye stopped and said, "You are quite well informed."
Qu Luo didn't say anything, leaned back, leaned lazily on the wooden pillar, and just looked at her with an undiminished smile.
Nangong Baiye yawned: "It does happen, but I'm more curious, how did you know?"
"Of course I have my own way." Qu Luo stood up with his slender legs. There is no bad relationship between the three major families. On the surface, they even seem to have no distinction between you and me. But in fact, you are guarding me and guarding you.
, no need to stop.
Nangong Baiye simply sat down and put his hand on his chin: "So, you know all about Nangong Yuan's movements?"
"You can tell seven points." At this time, Qu Luo looked at her with more guarded eyes. This woman with many tricks suddenly asked him, what did he want to do?
Nangong Baiye rubbed her thin lips with her fingertips: "Seven points is enough. I suspect there is something fishy about Nangong Hongyan's death."
"Hongyan..." The light in Qu Luo's eyes gradually dimmed: "Actually, she has been crazy since that day!"
Nangong Baiye frowned: "Crazy? What's going on?"
"I don't know the specifics. I heard that someone hit me in the head from behind when I was appreciating flowers in the palace, and I went crazy." Qu Luo murmured in a low voice: "But there is one thing that is really strange...