Kuai Chuan is crying by myself every day

Chapter 270
The vitality of weeds is often more tenacious than flowers.

The woman's voice carried a smile, "So I said, I like her."

It was Mrs. Qin with a coquettish face. Her clothes were thin, and her delicate skin was faintly visible. This flowery beauty was leaning on the middle-aged man's arms, and there was a strange and disharmonious sense of contradiction, which was very strong.

Bai Cha reluctantly sat up. If she had been seeking opportunities for herself in the name of wanting to die soon, then her only choice now was to procrastinate.

She propped herself up and moved to the side, leaning her back against the wall. After taking a breath, she said weakly, "Mrs. Qin."

Mrs. Qin smiled, "It's rare that you still remember me."

"Even if you meet a beautiful woman like Mrs. Qin once in your life, you will never forget her."

"The little girl has a sweet mouth." Mrs. Qin covered her face with her hands, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she was full of charm, "You are also a wonderful person. If it weren't for my recent wrinkles, the only thing that caught my eye would be you You are such a good person, I really want to keep you and spend time with me."

Qin Wu frowned, "Ma'am!"

Madam Qin smiled and comforted the man, "Don't be angry, Qin Wu, you are still number one in my heart."

Hearing this, Qin Wu's complexion improved a lot.

Not the only one, but the first.

Bai Cha didn't want to think deeply about what Mrs. Qin's words meant, she said: "What does Mrs. Qin want my blood for?"

Mrs. Qin said leisurely: "Even if a woman is young and beautiful, her beauty will disappear as time goes by, just like you..."

Under Qin Wu's obsessed eyes, Mrs. Qin landed on the ground with bare feet, and she walked slowly to Bai Cha. Although Bai Cha was in a mess, her beauty did not diminish at this moment.

Madam Qin suddenly felt that her words were wrong again.

White tea is not a weed, but a flower, a flower that can bloom more beautifully in the face of adversity.

The appreciation in Mrs. Qin's eyes grew stronger. She squatted down, and regardless of the blood on the floor-smearing skirt, she reached out and raised Bai Cha's face, and smiled softly: "Maybe your lover still treats you right now." The infatuation will not change, but after a few years, more than ten years...you are old and not beautiful, and the infatuation is just a joke."

"Madam Qin means, can my blood keep you young and beautiful?"

Mrs. Qin's eyes were raised, and her charming style could captivate people's hearts. "Compared with the saying of keeping me young and beautiful, I prefer to say that your beauty can last forever on my body."

Baicha remembered the time when she was tied up in the alley, when the two men talked, it was not like the first time someone was kidnapped, and then the man said that he would hand her over to some "manager"...

That manager must be Qin Wu.

I don't know how many young and beautiful girls they have captured, just to use this evil method to make Mrs. Qin's youth last forever.

Mrs. Qin's fingers gently stroked the smooth skin on Bai Cha's face. She couldn't like it, so she sighed again, "The ruthlessness in your body really reminds me of the past, what a pity..."

Although she appreciates her very much, in the face of beauty, everything she likes has to give way.

Goosebumps all over Bai Cha's body after being touched by her. She tried her best to delay the topic, "Mrs. Qin is so beautiful, but Manager Qin is very old. Doesn't Mrs. Qin think that he is not good enough for you?"

Qin Wu's expression changed, he got off the bed in disheveled clothes, and drew out his sword, "Little Huangkou, I'll kill you right now!"

The woman's soft and boneless hand held down his hand holding the sword.

Mrs. Qin laughed softly: "Qin Wu, such a good skin cannot be easily destroyed by you."

When Qin Wu met the woman's smiling eyes, no amount of anger was gone.

Baicha could see very clearly that Mrs. Qin did not know martial arts, but she could rely on her own charm to make a man who knew martial arts her sword.

As long as the beauty smiles like this, there will be countless men in the world who are willing to bow down under her pomegranate skirt and do whatever they want.

Mrs. Qin not only wants the blood of Baicha, but also the high-quality skin of Baicha.

Blood can nourish the skin, and skin can beautify the skin.

It was not easy for her to find such a good tonic, so she had to make the best use of it.

Mrs. Qin looked at Baicha again, and she said sympathetically, "If it wasn't for that little thief who ran away, I would definitely have to raise a treasure like you for a few more years before enjoying it, but unfortunately, you are not so lucky .”

Bai Cha smiled, "Why don't we have a discussion, I'll go find that female thief, and you let me go."

"It's a good idea, but... far away water can't save near fire." Mrs. Qin stood up, like a naive and lively girl, and said with a smile: "You don't have to think about delaying time, This is our Qinjiabao house, the place is very secret, your lover will not be able to find it here."

After all, Mrs. Qin looked at Baicha's bleeding hand, and said regretfully: "So much blood has been wasted, Qin Wu, help her back, just as she said before, make more cuts, more blood. Let some blood, I want to take a bath."

"Yes, ma'am." Qin Wu, who was in command, put away his sword, and was about to bend down to lift up the white tea, but suddenly a blue butterfly appeared in his sight, and he paused.

The blue butterfly landed on the little flower on Baicha's head, stopped and didn't go away.

Baicha also noticed the butterfly, she suspected that the butterfly came to see her off when she was about to die.

Qin Wudao: "Where do the butterflies come from in this season?"

Mrs. Qin frowned slightly, "Blue Butterfly... Luoshenxiang..."

Luoshenxiang is a rare guiding incense in the rivers and lakes. It is colorless and odorless. Only specially reared butterflies can follow the existence of this fragrance. place.

Since it is rare, this kind of thing must not be available to ordinary people.

Mrs. Qin's eyes fixed on the little flower in Baicha's hair. She lost her composure before and ordered: "Qin Wu, kill her."

Qin Wu never doubted Mrs. Qin's orders. When he drew his sword, blood splashed, and his hand holding the sword was cut off inexplicably, and the broken arm fell to the ground together with the sword.

Qin Wu was terrified in his heart, but he endured the pain and did not yell.

Madam Qin was surprised: "What's going on?"

Qin Wu shouted, "Madam, don't move!"

The moonlight poured in from the window, and a little bit of cold light fell in the sky.

But looking more closely, the cold light was clearly not the moonlight, but a silk thread so thin that the naked eye could barely see it.

What is shocking is that the silk thread has spread all over Qin Wu and Mrs. Qin's body. This thing looks harmless, but no one doubts that it is sharper than the world's weapons.

The door opens.

With the blowing night wind, the gentle and elegant scholar in Tsing Yi stepped on the moon. He stepped on the pool of blood, and the footprints he left were like flowers printed in the blood.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man who had been pierced through the neck on the other side. The joy in his brows and eyes became more and more joyful, and he went straight to the girl's side. He bent down and tied her wounded neck with a handkerchief first. hand, and then hugged her, he praised her, "Miss Bai, I taught you the method, you learned it well."

Bai Cha forced a smile, already too weak to speak.

Fang Qi saw her blood-stained pink dress again, he raised his eyes again, looked at the two people trapped in the net, and said with a gentle smile: "The dress I bought is very flattering to Miss Bai. like."

(End of this chapter)