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Chapter 197 Cold Mountain Silver Painting Jiang Yingxue

The boy knew what was going on, so he quickly stretched out his hand and put the pair of bracelets on the two women's wrists.

The white lotus root arm is paired with this exquisite bracelet that looks like gold but not silver.

They look particularly good when they echo each other.

Zhang Houde looked around and smiled proudly.

Nan Yanxi on the side held her forehead and sighed, thinking to herself, Zhang Houde, Zhang Houde.

If I were your father, I would be mad at you long ago.

Isn't this a bit of a shrewd thing? Isn't it...

One is a little witch who has been around for many years, nicknamed Hanjian in Red and the second-in-command of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

One is the second prince who has troubled the Nanhai court for many years and used his daughter as his daughter to seize the power of the Nanhai Kingdom.

You do business with them and you still want to take advantage? Isn't this just nonsense?

I thought in my heart, there is no one else in the world who can take advantage of them, except me!

You kid, just wait to cry...

Zhang Houde, who was standing by him, let out a long sigh when he saw him, thinking that he was robbed of his wife and felt melancholy.

She even comforted him thoughtfully: "Oh, brother, don't you think this man is guilty of having a jade in his possession without any guilt?"

"Don't think about having beauty if you don't have the ability, it will only bring disaster to you! Ah!"

Nan Yanxi nodded helplessly: "Hey...yes, yes, I hope you can remember this sentence."

"Don't cry for a while..."

"What kind of talk is this!" Zhang Houde raised his eyebrows: "Today I hugged the beauty back, so naturally I am happy!"

After saying that, he smiled at the two girls of the Mo family and said, "Two beauties, let's go? How about we talk in the room?"

But I secretly thought about this. When I get tired of playing with you two, I will send someone to snatch the bracelet back and kick it out.

Two fallen flowers and willows, still want to enter the door of my Zhang family?

"Huh?" Unexpectedly, Mo Qingyan and the two looked confused: "Why are you going to the room?"

Then he waved his hand: "Thank you for the gift, Master. We are going to rest. Master, go slowly!"

"Hey! Okay!" Zhang Houde stood up and walked out.

He took three or four steps forward in a daze before he realized what he was doing and quickly turned around: "Oh, that's not right!"

He came to the second girl in two steps: "Didn't you promise to be with me..."

"What do you promise?" Mo Qingyan succeeded in her trick and smiled mischievously: "I only said that I would consider it, but I didn't agree."

"Ah? You!" Zhang Houde was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had been tricked, and he suddenly became very anxious.

I'm so sorry, these two little prodigals dare to play tricks on me?

"You...you...don't give me the gift anymore, please give me back the bracelet..."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab it.

"Huh? How can there be any reason to ask for something back after giving it away?"

Mo Qingyan chuckled, turned around, and danced like a butterfly in the flowers.

His body, which had been drained by alcohol and sex, would not be able to touch the clothes of these two masters, Mo Yunxi and Mo Qingyan, if ten more people came.

Instead, he was calmly stumbled by Nan Yanxi, who was happily eating melon at the side, and was instantly knocked down.

"Oops!" said, and when they got up again, the three of them couldn't help laughing.

I saw that Zhang Houde was not only beaten to the point of bleeding from his nose, but also had one of his front teeth knocked out.

As soon as he reached out and wiped it, Zhang Facai was shocked and his face suddenly darkened.

The three people pointed their fingers, and although the wind was leaking from their mouths, their tone was solemn: "Okay... okay... How dare you play with me!"

"I'm warning you, go to the room with me and make me feel comfortable. Maybe I will spare the lives of the three of you!"

"Oh..." Mo Qingyan, who was sitting on the table with her legs crossed, chuckled: "What if that's not the case?"

"Otherwise... humph..." Zhang Houde smiled coldly.

The wind was still leaking from his mouth: "If not, I've had enough of playing with you two, so I'll buy it and go to a brothel."

"As for you..." Pointing to Nan Yanxi: "If you cut off one of your hands and feet, I will spare your life!"

Before he finished speaking, the three people burst into laughter again.

Zhang Houde was furious, turned around and shouted outside: "Here comes someone! Someone comes here!"

"Where have they all died? Jiang Yingxue...!!!"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Qingyan suddenly became happy: "Who? Hanshan Yinhua Jiang Yingxue?"

Nan Yanxi and Mo Yunxi came closer and asked curiously: "What? Do you know him?"

"That's right..." Mo Qingyan raised her eyebrows interestingly.

"That boy's name is Jiang Yingxue, nicknamed Hanshan Yinhua. He should be about the same age as Yun'er."

"When I was traveling around the world, I heard about his name, but I never saw him."

Seeing the worried expressions on the two men's faces, he hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, he is more than a dozen places below me in the rankings of rookies in that class."

Then he curled his lips to Nan Yanxi: "Go up and try it with him later and see the difference between you and him."

Before he finished speaking, he saw fourteen or five guards rushing in through the door.

At the end of the guard, a person slowly walked in.

Everyone looked up and saw the man with a thin face, white clothes and silver hair.

There was a silver hair ornament in her hair, and she held a white sword in her hand.

Nan Yanxi looked up and down and couldn't help but feel a chill.

Others hold swords in their hands normally, but this guy had to take a different approach.

I saw him with his hands behind his back, grabbing the white sword in shock and holding it upside down in his hands.

The tail of the scabbard is exposed from the right shoulder, and the sword spike is exposed from the lower left side of the back.

He looks both chic and masterful.

Such a pretentious posture made Mo Qingyan, who was introducing him, take a breath of cold air.

I couldn’t help but sigh, what the hell is this? I’ve never heard that building a snowman can turn you into a spirit?

Seeing that all his own people had come in, Zhang Houde also became aggressive.

Pointing at the three people, he shouted: "Look who this is! The hero Jiang Yingxue, known as Han Shan Yin Hua in the world!"

"If you don't want to die today, just return the bracelet and sleep with me for a few nights."

"When I feel comfortable serving you, I might be able to spare your lives."

After saying that, he paused, turned around and saw Jiang Yingxue didn't respond, and couldn't help but get angry.

"Hey! Stop making such a concave figure. Kill the man, capture the woman, and fuck her for me!"

Zhang Houde shouted loudly, and all the guards drew their swords and were about to step forward.

Jiang Yingxue, who was silent on the side, suddenly stretched out her hand and said: "Wait a minute!"

Then he raised his head and said sanctimoniously: "You three, why don't you just restrain your hands."

"It will also save me trouble. My young master is not a very evil person. Maybe he just wants to make friends with the three of you."

"Yes, yes! I just want to make...friends with...hehe...hehehe..."

Zhang Houde was grinning and rubbing his hands, with half of his front teeth still left and his face covered in blood.

It seems both funny and funny.

Seeing this, Nan Yanxi took two steps forward, took the wooden stick in his hand, and slowly untied the cloth strips on it.

"Oh...this is such a good friend. I want to put his wife in bed with him."

After saying that, he raised his head and looked directly at Jiang Yingxue: "Did you teach me this method of making friends?"

"By the way, is this how he made friends with your wife?"

"Presumptuous!" Jiang Yingxue was instantly furious: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with a drink!"


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