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Chapter 039(1/2)

Dial lightly with bare hands.()

The rippling water surface exudes a trace of heat.

With the gentle flicking of the jade hand that was as condensed as mutton fat, the water surface swayed in circles of beautiful ripples, vibrating in all directions, and then hit the wall of the yellow wooden barrel.

It returned inwards and collided with the ripples in the middle, causing a shattering.

The little circles are like the lake surface when it rains.

The slender fingers were retracted, and a warm drop of water hovered on the top of the middle finger, trembling and rolling, as if it was about to fall. The eye fell on the drop of water on the fingertip, and Kang Min, the owner of the jade hand, stared at it in confusion.

It stared at it for a long time, its eyes wandering, and then its red lips slightly opened, its sweet tongue flicked out, and then it raised its middle finger, put it into its mouth, and sucked it gently.

Half a moment.

Kang Min lowered his fingers from his mouth and then made other moves.

Her body, as weak as a willow branch, turned slightly, and the brocade clothes on her body slipped off, revealing her graceful figure that would make most men drool. The fingertips of her hands gently slid along her waist, and her eyes moved down, passing by that

Her breasts were still plump, but her eyes finally fell on the ground.

"Why?"

Murmurs came out of her mouth. Kang Min didn't understand why she didn't have any attraction to Qiao Feng. You must know that she was even her subordinate, Duan Zhengchun, the prince of Dali. She thought that her appearance was

One of the best beings in the world, not only the dead Ma Dayuan in the Beggar Clan was willing to marry him, but also Bai Shijing.

Not only that, how many beggars were there in the beggar gang, who couldn't help but want to pop their eyes out when they saw him?

The same is true for Quan Guanqing, a scholar from all directions who is quite famous among the disciples of the Beggar Clan.

But why...

Why does Qiao Feng disdain himself?

The slender breasts were submerged into the hot water, and with the sound of water splashing, Kang Min sat in the tub, with confusion, disappointment and anger on her pretty face.

Curling up in the tub, holding her knees with both hands, her soft chest and thighs were tightly squeezed into two balls, and her chin rested on her knees. Kang Min had half of his chin submerged in the hot water, but there was a faint resentment in his eyes.

There was a hint of murderous intent in it.

If you, Qiao Feng, don't give me Kang Min face, don't blame me!

Thoughts flashed through her mind, Kang Min pursed her lips. Qiao Feng was not controlled by others, and it was far less easy than Bai Shijing. Although she admired this man very much, and even fell in love with him, but a man who was not controlled

, just like that person, it is annoying and angry!

If I can't get it, then I'll destroy it with my own hands!

"Qiao Feng, you will definitely come to find me!"

She said this to herself because Kang Min was sure that after Ma Dayuan died, she got a superstition from her family, which contained a huge secret that could overturn the current situation of the beggar gang.

Qiao Feng was even forced to lose miserably.

Squinting her eyes slightly, Kang Min slowly closed her eyes. What she recalled in her mind was Qiao Feng from the Baihua Club in Luoyang. But why didn't the other party care about her peony, which is the most beautiful in the world? Her body sank,

In the end, Kang Min was completely submerged in the hot water.

In the room, there was only a moan that sounded like resentment, hatred and sigh, echoing endlessly.

Qiao Feng, who was returning from the north without stopping, didn't know that he had fallen into her plot. The disciples in the gang had already sent the news. Otherwise, Qiao Feng would not have said goodbye to Nan Murong when he was in the south.

However, in a short period of contact, he got to know Murong Fu. Qiao Feng, who was convinced that Murong Fu was not the murderer, did not want to have a close relationship with him. Instead, he felt that having one more person who could help would be a boost.

Especially when the other party is the party taking the blame.

You must know that it is none of Qiao Feng's business to tell the truth about what happened in the world. The reason why he went south to pursue this time was because of the death of deputy gang leader Ma Dayuan, which happened to be closely related to Dou Zhuan Xingyi, who was also returning to his body.

But--

The development of the matter still makes people have no clue. This kind of difficult situation is extremely rare in Qiao Feng's opinion.

Precisely because of the difficulty of the matter, Qiao Feng can be sure that the person behind it is seeking something more terrifying. If it is not good, it may be a crisis that can shake up the entire world. Even, even... the worst consequences only happen to Qiao Feng.

Feng's mind swirled for a moment, and then he was forgotten.

Although the Song Dynasty is currently facing oppression from Xixia and Liao on the border and wars are frequent, the Song Dynasty itself is still stable.

Nature will not undergo turbulence or disturb its foundation.

When he passed a place on the outskirts of Wuxi, Qiao Feng's eyes couldn't help but fall on a dense and dark forest of monks in the distance, and asked the Beggar Clan disciples beside him, "Where is it?"

"Report to the gang leader!"

"There are apricot groves!"

A beggar wearing three bags replied after hearing this.

"oh!"

Nodding, Qiao Feng ignored him and asked where he was just on a whim, nothing more.

After asking, Qiao Feng speeded up again and headed towards the Beggar Gang's stronghold here.

Murong Fu, who parted ways with Qiao Feng and headed for his home, also discovered something unexpected after arriving in Gusu City.

He met two other generals of his family in the inn in Gusu, namely Deng Baichuan and Gong Yeqian. As soon as they saw the trace of Murong Fu, they immediately looked for him. As the two of them followed

As he spoke these words, something that made Murong Fu quite helpless fell into his ears.

My cousin Wang Yuyan and her two maids left Yanziwu together. It is said that there was also a stupid scholar who followed.

And their goal is to find their own traces.

"cousin……"

Murong Fu sighed helplessly and asked, "Auntie must not know about it anymore!"

"How brave!"

When he said this, Murong Fu was a little angry. Based on his understanding of Mrs. Wang, she would not let Wang Yuyan out. She must have escaped because of her cousin's secret. However, Murong Fu also knew that things would definitely not happen.

So simple.

really.

After listening to the words of the two generals, Murong Fu fell silent.

On the contrary, Bao BuTong on the side was extremely stunned and shocked, saying: "King Jiumozhi?!"

Deng Baichuan nodded, saying that the name was good, but he was a little surprised why Bao Bubu had such a tone?

In the world of martial arts, sometimes secrets are kept extremely secret, for the sake of real secrets, and many lives will be spent fighting for a secret.

But sometimes...

Gossip news in the world travels faster.

For example, in the case of Tianlong Temple in Dali, while tracking the murderer, Murong Fu and others heard about Dalun Mingwang. Although it was not complete, it was still an understanding.

The other party made a big fuss at Yanziwu, and is said to have coerced the Wang family's servants to take the boat out of Yanziwu to follow someone's traces.

"in addition……"

Deng Baichuan glanced at Murong Fu, who looked unhappy, and then said: "Then Mrs. Wang asked us to tell the young master something!"

"..."

Raising his head, Murong Fu stared at Deng Baichuan. He knew what the words were without having to listen. He stopped in the middle and said, "No need to say it, I think I already know it!" As Mrs. Wang's nephew, Murong Fu

If you think about it with your toes, you know that Mrs. Wang will never have anything nice to say.

He waved his hand to stop Deng Baichuan. After seeing this, Deng Baichuan wisely did not continue. Even he felt angry at Mrs. Wang's words. It was better not to say anything, so as not to make his son angry.

After pondering for a while, Murong Fu made a decision in his mind and handed over the matter to his four generals. It turned out that the five of them parted ways in Gusu City. He did not return to Yanziwu, but headed west. As for the four

The generals, in two teams, each looked for Wang Yuyan and the others in different directions.

The three parties went in three different directions. One was west, one was north, and one was south.

After the four generals left in two teams, Murong Fu, who had already disappeared towards the west, returned to Gusu City again, where he saw the mark left by the Xixia Yipin Hall.

He had already noticed it before. But because of the generals around him, he didn't directly tell him to go and see it.

It wasn't because they were disloyal, but there were some things that Murong Fu didn't want people to know.

Xixia Yipintang naturally has a unique contact method. People who are not from Yipintang cannot find it at all under normal circumstances. Now that he saw this marked contact, Murong Fu knew that Xixia Yipintang was probably making big moves.

His eyes flickered, and after a moment of hesitation, Murong Fu had already made his decision.

How could he, Li Yanzong, refuse such a big move?!

With this in mind, Murong Fu touched the mark engraved on the corner of the inn, then walked towards the west gate, and soon left the city gate.



One step at a time.

Holding the flute in both hands and playing it leisurely, Yue Yuan walked forward at a slightly leisurely pace while playing the music.

Sitting on his shoulders was a little girl, holding a red paper umbrella to protect her young master from the sun. At the same time, the little girl was shaking her head along with Qu'er's music, as if she had already listened, quite like the one in private school.

Recite the Analects like an old master.
To be continued...
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