The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

Agarwood turned to look at Crane Soaring into the Sky. He hugged her with one hand and drank from the wine bottle in the other.

More than two thousand bottles of wine were drank as water, flowing down his protruding Adam's apple.

After finishing the drink, the bottle was thrown away and shattered into pieces.

He Chongtian wiped the traces of wine from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and stared at Chen Xiangyin from close at hand.

Chen Xiang looked through his pupils and saw her own face.

Under the brilliant lights and rhythmic music, the rustling sound of banknotes lasted for more than ten minutes.

The rain of money ended and no one left.

If you can follow the crane to the sky, you will have a lot of money and a bright future.

He Chongtian has a conscience and values ​​​​loyalty, and will not joke with the life of any brother.

Everyone believed that he could not lose if he tried to kill gods and Buddhas.

A tough battle is about to begin. If you have wine now, you will get drunk now.

Not only was the celebration banquet not shattered by the supernatural attack, but it became more intense and concentrated.

In a turbulent space full of emotions and passions, the atmosphere becomes increasingly frenzied.

The wine swayed in the glass, and the notes beat to paralyze the guard.

The last scene in which Chen Xiangyin woke up was holding onto He Chongtian's neck, spinning around and feeling weak even to the waist down.

She said she wanted to drink, and He Chongtian took the wine bottle, stretched the water line, and poured it into her mouth.

Behind the clear white wine column in his sight, He Soaring looked down at Gu Ren's eyes with fascination.

then…

Chen Xiangyin opened his eyes hazily, the surroundings were quiet, a strange place, a strange bed.

My heart suddenly rose to my throat, and I took a breath, smelling a familiar smell.

The burning breath of the crane rising to the sky, and the lingering fragrance of the ridiculously expensive wine.

"Are you awake?" He Tingtian's deep, hoarse voice behind him said lazily.

Only then did Chen Xiangyin realize that he was close to her. After being startled, she opened the quilt and put her clothes in order.

"I'm really not a good drinker." He Chongtian tightened his grip on her waist again, "Are you thirsty?"

"What time is it?!" Chen Xiangyin sat up quickly, annoyed that he was drinking and causing trouble.

It was so violent that I felt dizzy.

We agreed that we would protect Du Hongqiu and the others, and also go to see Lin Qiaozhu. Why did they just drink the film?

He Qingtian sat up, hunched over, pushed his hair back, and took out his cell phone.

The light on the phone screen turned on, and Chen Xiangyin saw the time on it, which was three in the morning.

Fortunately, it didn't take too long.

The light shone on He Chongtian's slender neck with distinct muscles and bones, and there were three blood marks.

"Why are you hurt?"

He Tongtian tilted his head and taunted her in a low voice, "Your wine isn't that good either."

The sound of agarwood set off alarm bells in my head and my temples jumped.

She really didn't expect that she would drink to this extent.

Maybe it’s because the alcohol is high in alcohol content and easy to drink, maybe it’s because my mental defense has collapsed recently, or maybe…

When she looked at He Soaring into the Sky, was so fascinated by him but was extremely restrained, the separation was too hard.

"Did I talk nonsense?" Chen Xiang tempted. She had too many secrets, and any one of them would kill her.

He Chongtian turned to the other side to touch the cigarette, held one in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I called another man's name."

Chen Xiangyin: "???"

"So surprised?" He Tongtian lit the cigarette and couldn't help laughing.

Chen Xiang was confused, "Who did you call?"

He Tongtian shrugged, "Hongqiu, it's Du Hongqiu, right?"

Chen Xiangyin: "That's right."

After saying that, she got out of bed and put her hands through her hair to comb it: "I have to rush back and put him in a safe place." "No, while you were busy trying to belittle me, I already brought them all back. "

Thin and frivolous? Desire? Agarwood blocks this information.

"Them? Bring them back?" Chen Xiangyin felt that he was still drunk and rubbed his temples.

"Du Hongqiu, his daughter, Gu Yunshi, Huniu, and the woman with the afro."

"Mouni?"

"Yes." He Chongtian stretched out his hand toward her, hanging in the air like an invitation.

Chen Xiangyin looked at him like this and didn't understand for a moment. He took two steps towards him and put his hand on him.

As soon as they hooked up, He Chongtian gave her a gentle tug, and his strong arms circled her firmly to his side.

Chen Xiang leaned back against one of his bent long legs, and the hand that was wrapped around the back of the neck was slowly caressing the cheek, earlobe, and lip corners.

"Everything has been arranged. We will not be here for a few days. They will stay at my house. The statue of Mahakala has been consecrated. Master Zhuang's skills prevent evil spirits from entering. The brothers in charge have arranged for thirty-two people to guard it."

He didn't look at her when he spoke, his tone was slow and soft, and he smoked and blew out the smoke to the side.

"So many people are at your house?"

He Chongtian hummed: "Zhou Zheng is also there. Twelve people are watching in three groups. They have arranged for a carpenter to come early in the morning and make him a shackle."

After the celebration carnival, she took a nap and accomplished so many things with great vigor and vigor...

Chen Xiangyin was speechless with admiration: "Then...you also heard about Zhou Chengwang?"

"Yes." He Chongtian's face darkened a little, "He disappeared on the night of the birthday banquet and claimed to be in seclusion to rest. There is no news yet. But Qi Yan definitely told me that Zhou Chengwang was dead. He should know something and was unwilling to tell the whole story. "

"Qi Yan? Can you two communicate normally now?"

"Absolutely. He showed a few hands in front of Lao Longtou last time, and now he's following Pang Xianshun."

"Him? With Pang Xianshun?" Chen Xiang frowned, always feeling that Zhou Chengwang's death was not easy.

Yin evil ghosts need to practice the evil way with deep knowledge to cast spells, and eighty percent of them will become Gaotian master.

"The person in the Qinglong Group who hides in the dark and uses women's blood to refine blood medicine is the person who gave Master Gao Tian the power of karma fire. Zhou Chengwang's death is related to him."

He nodded to the sky, and he also thought about it, "If it is the old dragon head as you guessed, what is his purpose for doing this?"

Chen Xiangyin shook his head. He Chongtian's legs were rubbed and felt numb and itchy for a while, and then he continued: "We will find out when we find Master Zhuang."

Chen Xiangyin agreed, she didn't understand magic, the other party was hiding in the dark, and his strength was unfathomable.

At the moment, we can neither pursue it head-on, nor can we get any clues.

Asking a dealer for help is currently the best way.

She took a look at the bloody stains on He Chongtian's fair neck, and the skin and flesh were turned out.

"Does it hurt...?"

"It hurts." He Chongtian answered quickly and crisply, "Are you still sleeping? If not, I will take you to find Lin Qiaozhu."

"Don't sleep anymore...I'll take care of your wounds."

Chen Xiangyin was startled when he opened the door. There were many people in the corridor.

Based on the memory of coming to He Chongtian's house before, he found the medicine box and returned to the room under the watchful eyes of everyone.

This is the second time I have bandaged him.

When she was bandaging him on the sofa last time, she asked him: Handsome guy, have you ever talked to someone? Shall we give it a try?

He asked her: Are you sick?

……

The nightclub at Encounter Rose is lively, with people singing and drinking all night long.

The cold wind blew loudly, and Agarwood wrapped her fur coat tightly.

"Lin Qiaozhu, are you here?"

He Chongtian casually dusted off the cigarette ashes, leaned back and stretched his neck.

"Yeah. You should be happy to see her like she is now."