"Chang Feng." Nangong Ruier's eyes were full of confusion, and her two rows of eyelashes blinked in confusion, which made her more agile and beautiful: "What are you thinking about?"
Murong Changfeng smiled and softened his stern face: "Nothing, let's go downstairs, the reexamination is about to begin."
"Yes." Nangong Rui'er agreed obediently. She stretched out her jade hand and tucked her long hair behind her ears. Murong Changfeng couldn't help but thought, and stretched out his hand to hold her fingertips: "Rui'er, after this competition is over,
, how about we get married?"
"Ah?" Nangong Rui'er's hands froze, and she tried her best to suppress the reluctance at the corner of her mouth, pretending to smile shyly: "Chang Feng, I know your thoughts, but you married the third sister, I can't just do this
If I marry you rashly, I will be ridiculed by the world." At this point, she bit her thin lips and looked at Murong Changfeng pitifully: "Can you give me a little more time?"
She didn't want to let go of Murong Shaofeng, but for her, Murong Shaofeng was not the best choice. What she wanted to do was to be a master!
Only the person in the palace is the emperor who truly holds power.
Although that person has never put anyone or anything in his eyes, as long as she uses some means, she doesn't believe that Nangong Ruier's beauty can't conquer him!
Even if she can't enter the palace by then, she can still marry this general who is admired by most of the women in the capital.
Therefore, she can't speak too harshly yet.
As early as when he saw Nangong Rui'er's troubled expression, Murong Shaofeng softened his heart and patted her shoulder gently, with deep black eyes: "I didn't think carefully enough, Rui'er, I will give it to you."
It’s time, don’t worry.”
"Yeah!" Nangong Rui'er smiled, her enchanting figure, Lotus moved: "Then let's go down, don't keep Master Chen and the others waiting."
"Okay." Murong Shaofeng nodded.
The three people left the teahouse one after another, while Qu Luo continued to lean against the window, his handsome eyebrows half-raised, with a hint of playfulness. Judging from his many years of experience in wandering among flowers, that silver face was nothing at all.
A man, but a noodle-shaped woman!
Taking advantage of this time, the officials had already arranged the first-time winners in front of the competition stage. In addition to Nangong Baiye, there were two other people, namely Jiang Dao, a young man from a rich family, and a scholar dressed in white and black clothes.
The rest are the three major family members who do not need to participate in the preliminary round - Qu Moning, Nangong Hongyan and Xiao Ren'er Hei Si.
Normally, people from the three major families rarely come forward, but now they stood in a straight line in front of the stage, attracting almost everyone's attention.
Nangong Hongyan raised her chin in enjoyment, not paying any attention to the three first-time winners on the opposite side.
When Jiang Dao saw them, he showed the smile he learned from his father and hugged Nangong Hongyan in a flattering manner: "Miss Nangong, please show mercy."
"Hmph, I don't even bother to take action against you." Nangong Hongyan walked past him with her head held high.
Jiang Dao didn't care about her attitude and humbly agreed three times.
Nangong Hongyan walked up to the scholar in black and pointed her whip: "You! Who are you? Tell me your name!"
With such a fiery arrogance, most people would take a few steps back.
Nangong Hongyan also wanted to give her opponent a showdown before the game.
But who would have thought that the scholar in black didn't even lift his eyelids, there was no trace of ripples on his plain face, and his eyes were as calm as a pool of ink. He didn't seem to like the sun, and his whole person was...
Hidden in the shade, with a scimitar hanging on his waist, he stood quietly, but he was burdened by the heavy pressure of the mountains of blood and corpses, and he yawned carelessly, arrogantly!
"Okay! How dare you ignore what I said! When we watch the competition for a while, I won't beat you to pieces!" Nangong Hongyan said fiercely. She believed that after hearing such words, the other party would definitely
Kneel down and beg for mercy, even if you don't beg for mercy, at least there will be some reaction.
But the scholar in black...he continues to yawn!!!
"Ha." Nangong Baiye couldn't help laughing. It was the first time she saw someone lazier than herself, and this scholar in black seemed to have appeared suddenly. She had not seen him during the preliminary round yesterday.
, as if such a person appeared overnight.
Nangong Baiye noticed that although this scholar had an ordinary appearance and was fair and innocuous, his hands were indeed extremely beautiful, with well-defined joints and suitable for both movement and silence.
It is easy for people to think of the word "turn your hands to make clouds and turn your hands to make rain".
She thought that such hands would make people feel graceful even if they were killing people...
"You! What about you! What are you giggling about? Isn't it great to just wear a mask?" Nangong Hongyan was so frustrated by the scholar in black that she simply vented her anger on others, glared at Nangong Baiye viciously, and snorted coldly.
He shouted: "You untouchables can only be arrogant for a while now. You will cry when you get to the competition field!"
Nangong Baiye didn't speak, only folded her hands on her chest, and looked at Nangong Hongyan, who was dressed in a fiery red outfit, with a smile. There was mockery in her eyes. In fact, basically, she had nothing to say to her defeated generals... Who was crying and who was laughing?
I found out later!
"Everyone, be quiet!" A fat official wearing a black hat stood on the ring and shouted at the top of his voice: "Let us invite the judge this time - Mr. Hei, who is an expert in solving cases and is the number one in the capital.
The beautiful Miss Nangong and the last martial arts champion General Murong!"
Before the official finished speaking, there was an uproar at the scene.
People in the audience stretched their necks forward eagerly, focusing their attention on the teahouse on the left.
Nangong Baiye raised his eyes slightly and saw a tall and handsome man walking out calmly.
He walked very slowly, but very calmly, with the natural demeanor of a general.
He is covered in white fox fur, with a brocade and satin shirt underneath. His facial features are firm and angular.
He has deep black eyes and is strikingly handsome. His every move and gesture carries a cold and arrogant attitude that makes people unable to take their eyes away.
Many women in the audience were already blushing, and even Nangong Hongyan's heart was agitated by his appearance.
However, this man was none other than Murong Shaofeng, who killed her with a kick!
This body once loved this man so deeply.
Kneel down on the snowy mountain and enter a ghost cave, even if you are ridiculed by everyone in the world.
She still dedicated everything to this man without any regrets
Foolishly, he thought that he would never marry anyone but her.
But what happened later.
In order to marry Nangong Rui'er, he cut off the relationship with his own hands, kicked her one after another, and cursed, "You bitch!"
She can never forget that kind of pain...
She had sworn it back then.
We must seek justice for the real Nangong Baiye!
Now it seems that everyone is here.
It's time to blind their eyes!
Bai Ye squinted his eyes and took a deep breath. Only then did he feel that the blood in his body had solidified just now.
But soon, she calmed down. A pair of clear black and white eyes were filled with a smile. She looked at the fairy-like Nangong Rui'er who was walking on the stage. She raised her thin lips slightly and spoke with a low expression.
He said in a voice that could not be lowered: "Oh, the game has begun, you must appreciate this gift I have brought..."
She was just talking to herself, her voice was indeed extremely low, but the scholar in black standing far away moved his ear bones and looked at her expressionlessly...