Husband, Don't Be Panic

Chapter 101

Jiang chenbi's eyes fell on the sleeves of the two people nestling close to each other, and only felt their eyes swollen and sour.

"Excuse me, girl." The girl in red took the man and was about to leave. Jiang chenbi suddenly stretched out her arms and said, "you can't go!"

The beauty of the girl in red can not be called peerless, but between her eyebrows and eyes, she looks forward to flying, valiant and vigorous, "why?"

The man in blue is wearing a white ivory mask. After this thin mask, Jiang chenbi's last glimmer of hope.

"You, mask, take it off." Jiang chenbi fixed her eyes on the man, and the girl in red raised her eyebrows. "This girl, my husband and I don't know you at all. You look like a lady in a big family. How can you say such things?"

"Take it off!" Jiang chenbi suddenly lit up her heavy pupil, and her eyes burst out with terrible brilliance. Meng has already caught up with her at this time and grabbed Jiang chenbi, "girl, are you crazy?" As he looked at the man, he whispered to Jiang chenbi, "think about it. If it was Yan Yi, how could he not recognize him?"

Jiang chenbi bit her silver teeth and refused to leave. Meng's advice was fruitless. Touching the girl's playful eyes, she couldn't help laughing. "It's my lady, she..."

"it doesn't matter." Without waiting for Meng to finish, the girl opened her lips and laughed, "Miss, who covets my husband, is not the first one. It is just that the two of us have been engaged in marriage. Please respect yourself and don't lose your dignity in front of the heroes in the world."

After that, the man with the blue shirt is about to leave.

But suddenly, there was a clear and bright sword roaring, and Jiang chenbi actually drew his sword in his hand, pointing to each other from afar, and the cold color was surging between the glass eyes.

She saw the man and subconsciously protected the girl in red.

Her fingers trembled imperceptibly, and she heard her voice like chilly ice. "If I admit that I am wrong, I should apologize to you. Now, please take off your mask and meet with your true face."

There was a great deal of silence around, and a lot of good people gathered around, gathering in two or three circles.

Meng feichuan lowered his voice and reprimanded Sikong Ling, "the good thing you've caused!"

The man in blue shirt never said a word, smelling speech and smiling, "since the young lady is so persistent, I'd better obey my orders than respect."

At the end of the speech, the slender hands reached to the ear side and slowly took off the mask.

Jiang chenbi and Meng forget Chuan, including the four good people, are staring at that face.

His face is thin and white, and his eyebrows are long. His eyes are dark under his eyelashes. His lips are pale. He looks very weak. Although he is not very handsome, he has the style of ghosts and immortals.

There are many female disciples selected from all over the world. They are envious and marvelous. Most of them are wearing masks. Who could have expected that this person's demeanor is as beautiful as an immortal?

Only Jiang chenbi, in a flash, as if someone had taken away the soul.

With a clang sound, the sword fell to the ground, and her body vibrated a little unconsciously, which was held by Sikong Ling.

Sure enough, it wasn't him.

"Did you see that, girl?" The man asked softly.

Sound is also a strange sound.

Jiang chenbi looked at him in a daze, as if he had to work all his strength to separate the man from the man. After a while, a big tear suddenly fell down without warning. "Excuse me, this young master, this girl..." she quickly wiped away her tears and gave a hasty smile, "it's my eyes that are awkwardness."

The man saw her tears, as if the body slightly stiff, nodded back, "no harm."

Meng engchuan and Sikong Ling accompany Jiang chenbi. They are afraid that she will be excited and do something.

However, Jiang chenbi took the initiative to smile and said, "it's OK. It's OK. I see it clearly. Brother forgetchuan, you're right. I'll only treat him as..." the sentence "dead" means that it doesn't export. It turns into a bitter smile on the side of his lips. "I'll never see him again."

Meng nianchuan looked back and looked at the blue shirt man. Even if he was completely puzzled, he could only restrain himself, "Hey, I don't blame you. I see that this man is also like that boy, like Guixiang, but it's not. You don't have to be sad. I don't think the girl in red looks as good as... "

before his words fell, Jiang chenbi suddenly staggered, and a mouthful of thick black blood gushed out.

"Sister Jiang!"

"This young woman looks depressed. Do you want to take a Ningyuan pill?" Looking back, Meng saw Luoyun city standing behind the two, passing over a white porcelain vase.

"Such a valuable thing..."

Meng added, "it's not convenient to receive gifts when I meet brother Luo for the first time."

"Although someone is not talented, there is no shortage of offerings at home," said Luo Yun Cheng with a smile. "It's just a pill. If you can make the female young Xia feel better, you'll be lucky."

"Well, it's better to be obedient than respectful." Between the words of Kung Fu, Meng engchuan has long sniffed the pill, confirmed that it is true.Tut Tut, the hand is Ning yuan Dan, what family condition is this?

In the guest room, sandalwood curls up.

"It's been a long time. Let's have a rest early." The girl in red took off her clothes and attracted the man in the room to look sideways, "you... Are you going to live here?"

"Can't you?" the girl said with a smile? We all go in and out together before all of us. Shall we divide our rooms and sleep? "

"There's only one bed here."

"I only need one sleep, and I don't sleep two."

"All right..."

the man answered and got up to go.

"Come back! I am really afraid of you, you are the master, you sleep! I'll go out to the night. Tomorrow's election will be held. I can't make any difference! "

"No The man's voice is light and gentle, but can not refuse, "you good sleep, I go out for a walk."

The girl in red suddenly had a sly smile, "just walk or look forward to meeting under the moon?"

"It's not your business," the man said with a cold look under his mask

The girl in red spat out her tongue, "OK, I won't ask. I just want to remind you that you are Mr. Bai, Bai su. And don't forget a word. "

The man didn't look back, he just waited.

The girl's smile was clearly so bright, but somehow she didn't know where to reveal an evil spirit.

"Beauty is white bone, without heart."

The man who was called Bai Su straightened his back in an instant, for a long time, just left.

He heard a wisp of flute sound, clear and long, such as weeping. Originally, I just want to walk aimlessly, but unconsciously follow the sound of the sound.

It is osmanthus, mottled to cast a moon shadow, the breeze, sweet fragrance of Osmanthus will diffuse.

Suddenly, a small figure fell to the ground, and the sound of the sound suddenly stopped.

"I'm sorry to disturb you." The girl bowed her knees and bowed slightly. Even though she was about to turn around, he said, "this flute is the posthumous work of Tang Jiuzhen, a craftsman in Dongling. Why does the girl use it to blow such sad tunes?"

Jiang chenbi Dunbu, slightly looking back, "my heart is full of resentment and resentment, naturally blowing out the decadent sound, dirty childe audio-visual."

Under the laurel tree, two people looked at each other from afar. For a moment, they seemed to want to open their mouths, and each of them stopped talking. A smile appeared on Bai Su's face, "please come first, girl."

Jiang chenbi asked, "is that your wife?"

Bai Su laughed and refused to say no, "she is such a hot tempered person. If something offends the girl, let me compensate for her."

"I mean, is she your wife?" After Jiang chenbi's export, he felt that he was particularly abrupt. He could not help lowering his voice. "If you feel embarrassed, you can give me a word without comment, but you don't have to hide it."

Bai Su said, "not yet, but maybe the good things are coming."

Jiang chenbi nodded, pursed her lips and said, "OK, good... Deeper. It's inconvenient for me to talk with you when I meet you here. I'll leave first. I'll ask you how to use swordsmanship in the martial arts contest tomorrow."

Bai Su nodded. Rao was wearing a mask that covered his face tightly. He still looked dignified and elegant. The young master was like jade, "the girl is quick to talk, and she also describes product Li. I'm afraid I can't do it any more."

"You can't do it, but I can." Jiang chenbi said coldly, "you just asked me why I want to play such a sad and sad tune? I will tell you that I have lost my husband

After saying this, she saluted and left in a hurry.

The Osmanthus fragrans all over the ground, but the man held the trunk of the golden osmanthus tree. The slender five fingers of Lu Li were exposed with faint blue veins.

- "beauty is white bone, no need to be moved."

He was vaguely aware that this time's Wulin conference might be a big disaster for him.