Chapter 16 Murong Hong hooked up with Qingyu

Qing Yu smiled awkwardly and hugged everyone. "Since this, Xiao Qin will go back first, you can continue to talk."

After the woman next to her waited for Qingyu to leave, she quietly said to Murong Hong,

"Looking at this little Qin, he is also quite pitiful. I heard that it was the child picked up by the patriarch outside, but he looks handsome and powerful, or..."

Murong blushed, sighed, bit his lips and said,

"Well, to be honest, I have a good impression of this young man, but I'm old and yellow... How to cause harm to a descendant..."

"Where is Lao Zhuhuang? Look, you are only 29 years old. Is it a few months away from the age of 30? If the child is willing..."

"Go... Stop it, I've washed it and went back... Goodbye"

Murong Hong turned her back to the crowd and left slowly. Her face was uncontrollably flushed, just like the floating heartbeat when she saw Xiao Qin, which made her at a loss. After a few years, she had rarely let men touch it, and few men dared to touch it.

Qing Yu was eating the food cooked by Yan Hong in the back of the yard. Today, there were many guests, and he had to hide aside to eat alone, but for Qing Yu, it was also very leisurely.

The next day, I heard that more than a dozen guests and Zong mainly held a round martial arts conference here, and those who won can have prizes. If the prize is jewelry and jewelry that some girls like, it can also be given to their beloved girls to show their skills in this huge martial arts competition.

Looking at the huge martial arts arena surrounded by people, Qingyu frowned. He didn't like the excitement. At this time, he wanted to know what the "guest" was and how precious the prize would be.

Sudden Murong Hong came out from the side and patted Qingyu on the back,

"Hey... are you here too? Do you also want to participate in this martial arts conference?

Qing Yu shrugged his shoulders and curled his lips,

"Sister Murong, do you think I have that ability?"

" But... Don't belittle yourself, Xiao Qin, I'm optimistic about you. I said you can do it..." Murong Hong blinked her big eyes and smiled and said to Qingyu,

"Ha ha, I really hope I have that ability... Unfortunately, no!" After saying that, Qingyu turned around and rushed to the crowded place. He didn't want to pester these topics with this woman anymore.

Qing Yu just left Murong Hong's sight and bumped into Fan Bo again. Fan Bo asked with a mysterious smile,

"How's it going? I've seen it. Murong Hong is not bad for you, haha..."

Qing Yu smiled faintly and said, "She's just my sister, and everything else..."

"Haha, you don't know how wonderful her taste is. Many people want to get it..." Fan Bo laughed,

Qing Yuda Le, "You mean you've tasted it?"

Fan Bo's face was almost green, and he quickly waved his hand,

"No, no..."

Suddenly, a beautiful and dignified woman came out next to her. It was not Yanhong. She twisted Fan Bo's ear.

"What are you talking about? .... What have you tasted? ...Ah, why don't you say..."

Qing Yu looked at the pair of living treasures helplessly and shook his head.

The Lingzong Hall, which is used to entertain guests, is magnificent and magnificent. Under the building, there are several large square stone pillars on the left and right, and the large round table is full of all kinds of delicious dishes.

Qing Yu can see a beautiful beauty beside the suzerain at a glance. The independent temperament and perfect body shape makes Qingyu feel that there is a short stop in his nose. It can compete with the high and low beauty of Xuan Linger. Compared with a small jasper like Murong Hong, it is definitely not comparable.

Fenning!!!

Countless eyes stared at the more darling person than a fairy, and a flame rose in the hearts of the men in the clan.

The beauty did not look at anyone. She seemed to be used to these admiring eyes, but when she suddenly glanced over a teenager, although the teenager's eyes looked in her direction, there was no fluctuation in her empty eyes and no other desire. She was stunned and then returned to normal. Murong He, the patriarch of the spiritual sect beside him, kept asking,

"Miss Xia Rong, what's wrong with you?"

Xia Rong withdrew her eyes looking for the teenager,

"Oh, no, nothing, suzerain, princess, it's not convenient for her to see anyone. It's better not to let her come out now, and wait until the warrior is selected..."

Muronghe nodded, "Okay, these are all people in my clan, and there is absolutely no spy."

"It's not that Xia Rong doesn't believe in the suzerain, but there are too many pursuits along the way, and we have to guard against it... Originally, there were many masters who guarded the princess, but they were killed by the devils all the way..."

Murong River frowned,

"Well... that's fine."

Qingyu alone escaped the ridicule of Murong Hong and Fan Bo, looked at the bright moon in the sky, laughed, and his snow sword was also taken away by the elders. Is it right or wrong for him to live a mediocre life here?

Is it true that living such a plain life is really the life you want?

"Hey... why are you here?" Murong Hong's voice sounded behind Qingyu, and then came over and said with a blushing face,

"Why don't you go and see the fun?"

"Nothing to see"

Murong Hong noticed the stiffness of his tone,

"Are you in a bad mood?"

"No."

"There are the best beauties among the guests..."

Qing Yu smiled,

"I saw..."

"How can you see it?"

Qing Yu was stunned. Is he still blind?

"I did see it. The beauty sitting next to the suzerain

"Ah..... Stupid!!!" Murong Hong shouted,

"I'm not talking about her. She's just a maid beside the princess..."

"What? Is the maid so beautiful? God..." Qingyu couldn't help sighing whether there were only some beautiful women in the world. Even nearly 30 young women like Murong Hong were so beautiful that he couldn't help asking,

"Is it..."

Murong Hong said with a smile, "Do you think I lied to you? The princess's name is Princess Wanxuan, the daughter of the former Yangshen of Zucheng..."

"Ancestor Yangshen?"

Murong looked at him with an idiotic face,

"Xiao Qin, you didn't fall stupid when you picked it up, did you? Don't you know the first ancestral city of Xuanling [Ancestral City]? Don't you know the Yangshen, the first patriarch of Xuanling? Oh, my God..."

Qingyu opened his mouth wide, which can't be blamed. How can he know this? Even the pagan sect of the demon sect only heard that if it hadn't really suffered from the old demon, he really didn't know that he could have anything to do with the people of the demon sect.

"You mean that Princess Wanxuan is better than the one I saw?"

Murong Hong rolled his eyes,

"Nonsense, it's more than a piece of nonsense. The one you saw is named Xia Rong, just one of the four maids beside the princess.

Qing Yu was stunned, and the maids were so beautiful as immortals, so wouldn't the princess be extraordinary? However, since she is the princess of Zucheng, she must be famous. The first sect of Xuanling, who can keep pace with the demon gate in the north and the paganism in the southeast. Qingyu naturally heard about it, but he didn't expect that the princess of such a famous sect would come to such a small sect.

Murong Hong smiled when she saw that he had not spoken for a long time.

"Hey, you are still honest. Now you are starting to think about those little girl, and the princess above the girl. However, I advise you to do your own thing honestly. Don't think about such things as when toads want to eat swan meat.

Qingyu came to his senses and saw Murong Hong looking at himself with a smile. He suddenly felt that the woman was so beautiful when she smiled, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Murong Hong saw him look at herself in a daze, and his face turned crimson. "You... What are you doing looking at me?"

Qing Yu laughed,

Didn't you say that my toad wants to eat swan meat? The swans in the distance can't eat it. Can't you eat this?

Qing Yu is a human being, and he is also a man. After losing Xuan Linger's news, he has almost never been close to other women. Of course, he knows what Murong Hong means to him. Usually he ignores it because he is always an outsider. If he does something outrageous, maybe he will give him some kind of crime. But in this way, others did not dare to touch a woman for him. When Murong Hong's heart pounded like an orchid, the flushed face was close to Qingyu's chest. Qingyu's big hand did not hesitate to reach in and move up and down. In a burst of gasps, Qingyu took a gun and hit Murong Hong's fragile and tender flowers again and again. Fortunately, there is little chance of people around here. But it's not that there isn't, at least this time, it's an exception.

"Wow..." Murong Hong happily hugged Qing Yu's neck and took a bite fiercely. Qing Yu's back was also full of Murong Hong's claw marks, and her legs wrapped around Qing Yu's waist. Finally, Murong Hong weakly spread her hands and loosened her soft legs. If Murong Hong is like a bottomless hole with infinite needs, then Qing Yu It was a God-given shock wave. Murong Hong thought that she could only enjoy happiness at most once, because Qingyu seemed to be just a child, and it was already valuable to make herself once, but what she didn't expect was that one time passed twice, three times... Unexpectedly, she couldn't stand the defeat. Looking at Qing Yu's dissatisfaction, she was shocked and happy at the same time.

"I... No way, Xiao Qin, you... How dare you..."

Murong Hong's face is a little tired,

"Okay, I'm up." Qingyu was somehow more than twice as powerful. He felt that his attacks again and again made the hidden surge energy of his whole body more round and dredge all veins. He knew that this was Neidan, which was really funny to say. This Neidan of Rat King not only made him avoid the toxicity of blood and burial, but also poisonous. At this moment, I not only have more than double my strength and energy than before. I still licked my lips and stood up.

Suddenly, he found that someone was coming.

"It's not good."

"You, you..." A shy voice surprised Murong Hong and Qingyu.

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