Zi Yingluo looked at Wu Huan's mansion, her face was indifferent, but her eyes could not hide the admiration. In this era where women are respected, only Wu Huan could be the master of a pavilion and be in charge of the huge Wu Huan Pavilion. Only Huan can do it.
It is said that strong people have a sad past that they don’t want to mention. Does Wu Huan also have a tragic past?
The green smoke is misty, five steps to the first floor, ten steps to the pavilion; the waist of the corridor is unobstructed, and the eaves and teeth are high; everyone embraces the terrain, fighting each other. There are twists and turns, hives of water, and countless tens of millions of them have fallen. .The long bridge is lying on the waves, what is the dragon without clouds? If the road is empty, what is the rainbow without Ji? I am confused up and down, and I don’t know the east and west. The singing stage is warm and bright, the stupid light is melting; the dance hall is cold, the wind and rain are miserable. The green water chestnuts are planted. The gentle breeze stirs and the Danlian lotus calms the flowing fire. This is Wuhuan's home, Wuhuan Pavilion.
"Brother Wu Huan, how are you back? Will the consequences for those people who trespass into the forbidden area be very tragic?" A man with a good face, about fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a long sword in his hand, ran excitedly to Wu Huan. asked.
Wu Huan secretly glanced at Zi Yingluo and found that there was no other expression on her face. He took a breath and pushed the chirping man in front of him away. "I brought them back." After saying that, he pointed behind him. of three people.
The man looked at the three of them curiously, and then his eyes suddenly lit up. He happily ran to Zi Yingluo, took her hand and pulled her to Wu Huan's side. His face was slightly red and he raised his head, "Brother Wu Huan, This sister is so beautiful, Liuying wants to... want her to be my wife."
Hearing this, Wu Huan was suddenly startled, "No!" He said and pulled Zi Yingluo into his arms.
Leng Ye grabbed Gong Ziyu who was trying to come forward and shook his head silently at him. We were on Wu Huan's territory now, so we should be careful in everything, not to mention Wu Huan's temper was even more violent and difficult to understand.
"Why? Brother Wu Huan doesn't feel sorry for Liu Ying anymore." As he spoke, he shrugged his shoulders and sobbed, looking like I felt pity for him.
Zi Yingluo reached out and removed Wu Huan's big hand around her waist, and immediately stayed away from the two of them, ignoring Wu Huan's furious face.
Wu Huan glared at Zi Yingluo and transferred all his dissatisfaction with her to Liu Ying, "She is my brother's wife. Do you want to steal women from your brother?"
Boom——
As soon as Wu Huan finished speaking, Liu Ying drew out her sword and stabbed Zi Yingluo impartially. Her sharp look was completely different from before, as if the little boy who was looking for love just now was not him.
Zi Yingluo tilted her body, avoiding Liu Ying's sword, and flicked the corner of her clothes. Her indifferent eyes swept across Liu Ying, her lips parted slightly, and she was indescribably charming. "You want to kill me? It's up to you! I'm here." Let's practice for a thousand years." Her cold and beautiful look was like that of her who had just woken up for the first time. She seemed to be right in front of her, but she was out of reach.
Liu Ying's face turned red and she glared at Zi Yingluo angrily, "You are the nymphomaniac princess who robbed my brother and then locked him in the dungeon to torture him every day. You said you let your brother go free but then drugged him to make him miserable?" She thinks about you day and night, you are so despicable..."
Liu Ying kept talking without noticing Wu Huan's face getting redder and redder, and Gong Ziyu's face holding back a smile. Leng Ye shook his head helplessly. He obviously liked the princess, but thought he was being cheated on. After taking the medicine, only a simple person like Wu Huan who is not good at hiding his emotions would think so.