Chapter six hundred and sixty seventh I am the life of the white tiger
"Haha, some people say that I am a white tiger. My husband was killed by me in just one month. Aren't you afraid?" Hua Mei Niang smiled charmingly and looked at Xiao Qiyue.
"Death under the peonies, even being a ghost is romantic." Xiao Qiyue responded calmly.
"Giggle, giggle, you are very funny and interesting! Quite interesting, you are not afraid of death." Hua Mei Niang said with a smile.
"Who said I'm not afraid of death?" Xiao Qiyue retorted seriously.
"But how do you explain that jingle?" Hua Mei Niang asked.
"Because you can't control your husband." Xiao Qiyue said.
"How could my husband die if he couldn't help me?" Hua Mei Niang asked.
"Because you are a virgin." Xiao Qiyue said.
Cluck cluck...
This time, Hua Mei Niang laughed even harder, causing Xiao Sen's face to tighten.
"Okay, you're right. Now, I like you a little bit, and I can consider your conditions." After Hua Mei Niang smiled enough, she looked serious, completely different from before. Xiao Sen was dumbfounded and thought he was dazzled. Already.
"Xiao Sen, can you open the window and see if the sun comes out today?" Xiao Qiyue suddenly said something incomprehensible, which made Xiao Sen confused. However, he opened the window and took a look. He responded, "Sir, the sun has come out, and it's still quite bright and dazzling."
After she finished speaking, she looked back at Hua Meiniang and was stunned. Because Hua Meiniang actually stared at Xiao Qiyue with a fierce look on her face and said, "Your Excellency, you hide it very well. But, what do you mean?"
"Don't you understand what I mean?" Xiao Qiyue responded calmly.
"You've seen me coming, haven't you?" Hua Mei Niang's murderous aura leaked out, which startled Xiao Sen. She was holding a pair of golden hammers, ready to attack at any time.
"Sir, what did you see?" Xiao Sen couldn't help but ask.
"I can't believe it, I really can't believe it. One of the majestic five-flowered golden flowers of Zihua Club is actually doing such a dirty deed in Piaoxiang Building. Miss Gong, you hide it deeper than me." There was a crisp sound. , Xiao Qiyue restored his original appearance after his joints exploded.
"Gong Yaoyao..." Xiao Sen's hand shook, and he almost swallowed his tongue and said, "No, how is it possible?"
"Xiao Sen, you are so stupid. No wonder you can only be a slave for the rest of your life." Hua Mei Niang tore off her face, revealing a charming face. Who else could it be if it wasn't Gong Yaoyao?
She stared at Xiao Qiyue and said, "You really have good eyesight, and you are worthy of being a little god. But you are here to beg me now, right?"
"You can't say begging, we are just reciprocating and benefiting each other." Xiao Qiyue raised his eyebrows without giving in at all.
You must not let this woman get on top of you, otherwise you won't be able to help yourself when the time comes.
"I only see you running around like a lost dog. Moreover, this time the net of Juyingzhuang has been opened, and you are already a fish in the net. What qualifications do you have to talk to me about mutual benefits?" Gong Yaoyao looked at her arrogantly. With Xiao Qiyue.
Both sides are trying to find each other's weaknesses so they can exploit them.
"Haha, your Purple Flower Society has always been unsuccessful in this Five Jue City.
Even if you are forced to move, you are the loser. I, Xiao Qiyue, am just a passerby.
However, things are different now. Maybe, I, a passerby, can become a surprise soldier.
A collaborator who can break the barriers of Juyingzhuang and get you the maximum benefit." Xiao Qiyue said and sat down on a chair.
Moreover, he raised his eyebrows and swayed leisurely.
It seemed that he was not here to ask for help, but Gong Yaoyao was the one asking for help.
"Qi Bing, how can you be a Qi Bing with your weak strength? Xiao Qiyue, you are too arrogant. Do you really think there is no one in Juying Village? As you said, our Zihua Club defeated Juying Village long ago.
"Gong Yaoyao sneered.
"Your Purple Flower Society has been deliberately lurking in Wujue City for many years, and it is expected that you have accumulated a certain amount of strength. However, without my unique force to attract the opponent, it is extremely difficult for you to find a chance to fully attack. Therefore, this is an opportunity." Xiao Qiyue.
road.
"You mean you're willing to be a bait to attract Juyingzhuang's attention?" Gong Yaoyao's expression became solemn.
"As long as you give me enough benefits, it's just mutual benefit between us." Xiao Qiyue waved his hand.
"You want to make a deal with us, but, again, you are too weak. Even as a bait, you are not enough to make Juyingzhuang come out. And we still have no chance. When the time comes, it will be because of you.
He paid a heavy price for being weak, and the gain outweighs the loss." Gong Yaoyao said slyly.
"Then you are wrong, I can attack everywhere and make Juyingzhuang famous.
When the time comes, they will send more powerful warriors to defend on both sides.
By then, the power in the village will be empty. Of course, I need your boss to personally take action to fend off Wei Changkong for me.
Otherwise, you won't have a chance if I die." Xiao Qiyue said frankly, and suddenly stretched out his palm, and immediately, the three spiritual rings expanded and contracted.
"Level 3 Spirit King!" Gong Yaoyao was startled and thought for a moment, "You are so powerful, you actually deceived everyone. Even Fang Tianguo Royal Academy doesn't know your true background. With your strength, you can complete the bait
It's working, our deal is feasible." Gong Yaoyao nodded.
Xiao Sen, who was standing by, suddenly felt a surge in his heart, and the previous depression was swept away.
It seems that I won this bet.
A third-level spirit king who is only in his early twenties. Although he is also in the third-level spirit king realm, no matter how old he is, how old he is. At this age, he will definitely be the kind of person who can take the entire Fangtian Territory. Although there is the former, there will never be anyone who comes after him.
level.
"How did your people get in?" Xiao Sen asked.
"You don't need to worry about this." Gong Yaoyao smiled mysteriously.
Down below, naturally get busy.
Xiao Qiyue, however, was not idle. He released the flying centipede, shared the sight, and followed it to fly with the magic moon mirror to survey the entire geographical environment of Wujue City.
Three days later, the real owner appeared.
Ning Xueyi, the head of Zihua Club.
She was dressed in snowy clothes and looked like a fairy girl in her early twenties.
Looking at her charmingly pure face, no one could believe that she was the head of the Purple Flower Club and one of the top 50 players on the Billboard.
"Are you Xiao Qiyue?" This was Ning Xueyi's first words after meeting Xiao Qiyue. To be honest, she spoke in a rude manner, as if Xiao Qiyue was his subordinate.
As the leader of a society, necessary domination is necessary. Otherwise, how can he control thousands of people?
However, Xiao Qiyue felt very unhappy and responded rudely, "President Ning is doubting my identity?"
"That's not necessary. No one wants to pretend to be your current identity. Because no one wants to die early." Ning Xueyi responded.
"Then what does this mean, president?" Xiao Qiyue asked stiffly.
"For newcomers, I just call them by name as a habit." Ning Xueyi said one sentence, which almost made Boss Xiao faint from anger. And, I have really become your subordinate?
"This young master is not your subordinate, president." Xiao Qiyue responded coldly.
"Actually, you might as well join our Zihua Club if you want to join Six Gates," Ning Xueyi said.
"Join? It seems that all the men who join your Purple Flower Club are servants. Because you don't accept male disciples." Xiao Qiyue became curious.
"Of course, you will not be happy if you are asked to come to the Purple Flower Club to be a slave. However, you can marry into our Zihua Club." Ning Xueyi looked matter-of-fact.
"Hahaha, I wonder which woman the president chose for me?" Xiao Qiyue sneered.