Chapter 150 Not bad

Xue Aofeng stood on the cliff and raised his palm slightly. The two red darts appeared, which was the Feihong Qianyu given to him by Yin Shuang before.

Xue Aofeng just took a look, and a fire magic escaped from his fingers and burned these two flying feathers in an hour. Then a gorgeous one turned around and went to his Shuihua Hall.

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The next morning, the sun shone on the earth. The man in a gorgeous red robe has already been waiting outside the hall.

Seeing Xue Aofeng, Yin Shuang greeted him with a smile on her face, "Master, did you sleep well last night?"

"Not bad." Xue Aofeng said and looked at him. She looked at the enchanting handsome man with a red face and a very colorful face. She really didn't know when he was so energetic that she couldn't help but feel a little envious. It seemed that powerful people live differently and didn't have to worry about Jin at all.

And she should not only worry about the poison in her body, but also worry about Jin Jin, as well as her young Ling beauty, and also worry about the old Han Daozi...

However, she is not afraid of sending someone to kill herself again. Now the killer's biggest gang has become her belonging to Xue Aofeng, and she will know all the killers who come in and out.

"If the door owner stares at me like this, I will misunderstand!" Yin Shuang smiled gently and couldn't help but have a few special tenderness on her face.

"hehe." Xue Aofeng smiled twice, "Yes, there is one thing I need to tell you. I have released Shen Xingchen." When he thought he would question her why.

The other party did not have that unexpected expression at all, and still looked elegant and comfortable, as if she had already guessed that she would do it.

"What's wrong? Do you seem to know everything? Xue Aofeng concame him.

"The master of the door is Yin Shuang. In the future, we will have the opportunity and means to subdue each door, so why care about a small Shen Xingchen?" Yin Shuang smiled.

"You are so smart, Yin Shuang. Sometimes I really doubt people like you. Why are you willing to succumb to me?" Xue Aofeng's words were a little dark and depressing, and his eyes were even more suspicious.

"Master... you are worried..." Yin Shuang smiled and suddenly quickly came to her ear and whispered ambiguously, "Will I betray you? If the door owner is worried, it's better to accept Yin Shuang as your man! In this way, you will be safer..."

When Xue Aofeng's eyes lit up and turned his face to look at the other party, Yin Shuang was still a charming gentle smile.

"Yin Shuang, do you really dare to bring it up to your master? Aren't you afraid that I will coax you out of Shuihua Tianmen now? Xue Aofeng sneered strangely.

I'm joking, if she takes such a person as a man, then she doesn't know if the pillow man will suddenly turn around and assassinate herself the next second when she sleeps at night? She hasn't forgotten how sinister and evil this guy is.

"Ha ha, door master, Yin Shuang really loves you!" Yin Shuang is half joking and half serious. Although he is not particularly enthusiastic about men and women, it doesn't matter if she can raise her trust in him.

"Really? Then do your Yin Fazun well and perform well for me at the master's event. Xue Aofeng said, and then ignored him. His hands folded behind him, and Subaru quickly walked to the hall.

Yin Shuang smiled gently and followed her closely. It seems that I like this ambiguity more and more.

At night, the moonlight is soft and the stars are bright. In the partial flower hall, another burst of petals danced all over the sky, making the admirers narrow their eyes.

A long flute rippled in the air, forming a soft and poetic state.

After the sound of the flute, Yin Shuang turned her hand. After a beautiful rotation in the air, the jade flute fell steadily between her hands and greeted Xue Aofeng with a smile. "This is a new song I created for the door owner. Do you like it?"

Xue Aofeng looked at him and seemed to see another person playing the flute. When he heard the question, he withdrew his mind. Seeing the person in front of him, he felt a little disappointed. For a long time, she hasn't seen her young beauty again.

"It's okay." Xue Aofeng replied perfunctorily, and his eyes flashed a little.

"Why don't we play another piano and flute ensemble?" Yin Shuang invited.

"No, I'm not in the mood today." Xue Aofeng picked up the glass on the table and drank it by himself.

"How boring you are alone, I'll accompany you." Yin Shuang walked over and picked up a pot of wine to drink with her.

"There will be a grand event tomorrow. If you go to work with you, I don't need you to accompany me." After saying that, Xue Aofeng drank wine without a mouthful of mouthful, looked up at the bright moon, and continued to express his lovesickness.

"Ha ha, does it look like I'm the master?" Yin Shuang smiled humorously, "I can see that you are not very happy. Are you still worried about Jinjin?"

Xue Aofeng took the wine pot and took a look at him. "What should I say hello, Yin Shuang, which pot do you really don't open? Also, can you not be so smart!"

"Ha ha..." Yin Shuang smiled, picked up the wine pot and hit her, "Come on, dry!"

"Done!" What was wiped out was a crisp sound, and it rippled a little emotional.

Xue Aofeng has been drinking a lot. Although she is a little drunk, she is still very sober.

On this lonely and beautiful night, who is sad with whom, and whose love is constantly rippling in the wind, like the graceful song, crossing the most gorgeous chapter...

The sky curtain in the dark, a shadow is shallow and hidden, and the clear and bright eyes under a mask, slightly revealing deep blue, like the color of the sea, beautiful and deep.

I didn't expect her to be really here? But why did she drink with that man? And that drunken and soft look...

Qin Shaoling's eyes sank, and a sense of anger rushed invisibly. Seeing her charming face under other people's eyes, the tingling feeling strongly stunned his brain.

However, he still hid himself deeply and didn't let himself show any breath. He was even more aware of his purpose.

Qin Shaoling has been watching them drinking freely under the pavilion with petals flying in the distant sky. This picture is really a soul-eating scene!

He doesn't know how he insists on watching it. He doesn't want to believe that Xue Aofeng will... empathize? Will you fall in love with others?

But, the more he didn't believe it, the more this picture seemed to have eroded his soul, which made him deeply sad and frowned deeply.