Vampire cute baby tomb robber

"Changfeng." Nangong Rui'er's eyes were full of doubts, and the two rows of eyelashes blinked in confusion, making her more agile and beautiful: "What are you thinking?"

Murong Changfeng smiled, warming his stern face: "It's nothing, let's go downstairs, the retest is about to begin."

"En." Nangong Ruier obediently agreed, Qianqianyu stretched out her hand and stuffed her long hair behind her ears.Murong Changfeng's thoughts moved involuntarily, and he stretched out his hand to hold her fingertips: "Rui'er, after this martial arts competition is over, how about we get married?"

"Ah?" Nangong Rui'er's hands froze, she tried her best to suppress the corner of her mouth, and smiled shyly, "Changfeng, I know what you want, but you married the third sister before, I can't just do it like this Marrying you recklessly will be ridiculed by the world." At this point, she bit her thin lips, and looked at Murong Changfeng pitifully: "Can you give me a little more time?"

She doesn't want to let Murong Shaofeng go, but Murong Shaofeng is not the best choice for her, what she wants to do is to be a master!

Only the person in the palace is the real emperor who holds the powerful.

Although that person has never put anyone or anything in his eyes, as long as she uses some means, she doesn't believe that Nangong Rui'er's beauty can't conquer him!

Even if she can't enter the palace at that time, she can still marry this general who makes most of the women in the capital fall in love with her.

Therefore, she can't say too much now.

As early as seeing Nangong Rui'er's embarrassed expression, Murong Shaofeng's heart softened seven points, and he patted her shoulder gently, with deep black eyes: "It's because I wasn't thoughtful enough, Rui'er, I will give you It's time, don't worry."

"Yeah!" Nangong Rui'er smiled with a broken face, her figure was enchanting, and Lianhua moved forward: "Then let's go down, don't make Lord Chen and the others wait in a hurry."

"Okay." Murong Shaofeng nodded.

The three of them left the teahouse back and forth, while Qu Luo continued to lean against the window, his handsome eyebrows were raised halfway, with a playful look. Judging from his years of experience in wandering around the flowers, that silver face was nothing at all. A man, but a woman with a noodle figure!

Taking advantage of this time, the officials had already arranged the first-time winners in front of the stage. Besides Nangong Baiye, there were two other people, Jiang Dao, a boy from a rich family, and a scholar dressed in white and black.

The rest were members of the three major families who did not need to meet in the preliminary round - Qu Mo Ning, Nangong Hongyan and the villain Hei Si.

Normally, people from the three major families rarely showed up, but at this time they stood in a straight line in front of the stage, almost attracting everyone's attention.

Nangong Hongyan lifted her chin enjoying herself, not paying attention to the three first-time winners on the opposite side.

When Jiang Dao saw them early, he showed the smile he learned from his father, and cupped his fists at Nangong Hongyan as if flattering him: "Miss Nangong, please be merciful."

"Hmph, Miss Ben doesn't even bother to make a move like you." Nangong Hongyan walked past him with her head held high.

Jiang Dao didn't care about her attitude, and humbly answered the three yeses.

Nangong Hongyan walked up to the black-clothed scholar, pointed at him with a long whip, "You! Who are you? Tell me your name!"

With such a fiery arrogance, most people would take a few steps back.

What Nangong Hongyan wanted was to give the opponent a bad start before the match.

But who would have thought that the black-clothed scholar didn't even lift his eyelids, there wasn't even the slightest ripple on his plain face, and his eyes were even more calm like a well of ink. Hidden in the shade, with a scimitar hanging from his waist, he stood quietly, but he was oppressed by the mountain of corpses of gold and iron horses and the sea of ​​blood. He yawned carelessly, looking at everything else!

"Okay! How dare you ignore Miss Ben's words! I won't beat you all over the place when you watch the competition!" Nangong Hongyan said fiercely. She believed that the other party would definitely hear such words. Kneel down and beg for mercy, even if you don't beg for mercy, at least you will react a bit.

But the scholar in black... he continued to yawn! ! !

"Ha." Nangong Baiye couldn't help laughing, it was the first time she saw someone who was lazier than herself, and this black-clothed scholar seemed to have popped up suddenly, she hadn't seen him in the preliminary round yesterday , as if such a person came out overnight.

Nangong Baiye noticed that although this scholar looks very ordinary, he looks innocent and innocent, but his hands are indeed extremely beautiful, with well-defined joints, suitable for both movement and stillness.

It is easy to think of the word "turning your hands into clouds and covering your hands as rain".

She thought, with such a hand, even if it kills people, it will make people feel very graceful...

"You! What about you! Why are you smirking! Is it great to wear a mask?" After being held back by the black-clothed scholar, Nangong Hongyan simply vented her anger on others, glaring at Nangong Baiye viciously, and groaning coldly He said: "You untouchables can only be arrogant for a while at this time, and you will cry when you are on the field!"

Nangong Baiye didn't speak, just folded his arms around his chest, and looked at Nangong Hongyan in a bright red dress with a smile on his face, mocking was brewing in his eyes, in fact, basically, she had nothing to say to the defeated opponent... In the end, who is crying and who is laughing? I didn't know until later!

"Everyone be quiet!" A fat official with big ears and Usha on his head stood in the group arena and shouted at the top of his voice: "Let us invite the judges for this time—Master Hei, who is like a god in judging cases, the number one judge in the capital!" Miss Nangong, the beauty, and General Murong, the last champion of martial arts!"

Before the official could finish speaking, there was an uproar at the scene.

The people in the audience stretched their necks forward and focused their eyes on the teahouse on the left.

Nangong Baiye slightly raised his eyes, and saw a tall and handsome man walking out calmly.

He walked very slowly, but very calmly, with the natural demeanor of a general.

He is covered with white fox fur and a brocade satin shirt inside. His facial features are resolute and sharp-edged.

Her black eyes are dark and handsome, and every gesture of her hand and every gesture of her feet is filled with arrogance that is as cold as ice, making people unable to take their eyes off her.

Many women in the audience began to blush, and even Nangong Hongyan on the stage was agitated with his appearance.

However, this man is none other than Murong Shaofeng who kicked her life back then!

Once this body was so deeply in love with this man.

Kneeling on a snow-capped mountain and entering a ghost cave, even if you are ridiculed by everyone in the world.

She still dedicates everything to this man without complaint or regret

She foolishly thought that he would really not marry her in this life.

But then.

In order to marry Nangong Rui'er, he cut off this love with his own hands, kicked her one after another, and cursed, you bitch!

She will never forget that pain...

She swore it back then.

To seek justice for the real Nangong Baiye!

Now it seems that everyone is here.

It's time to open their eyes!

Bai Ye squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, only then did he feel that the blood in his body seemed to have coagulated just now.

But soon, she calmed down, with a three-point smile in her black and white eyes, looking at the fairy-like Nangong Rui'er who was walking slowly on the stage, her thin lips raised slightly upwards, with a low voice He said in a voice that couldn't be lowered: "Heh, the game is starting, you all have to appreciate this great gift I brought..."

She was just talking to herself, her voice was extremely low, but the black-clothed scholar who was standing in the distance moved his ear bones, and looked towards her expressionlessly...