emperor cold concubine

Chapter 312
When he was talking, his eyes were fixed on Biyue, those sharp and meaningful eyes implied the obvious intention of stripping Biyue's clothes for a thorough study.

Biyue's natural facial features are more charming and delicate than women's. Her facial features are soft and beautiful. If she wears women's clothes, she has the dignified demeanor of a standard lady when she is not speaking. , Teach people to listen to comfort, there is no doubt that he is actually a man.

Standing beside Su Mo at this moment, even if he was dressed like a normal man, compared with the handsome Qi Lang, he naturally had a more charming temperament.

The old man obviously didn't doubt Su Mo, but he regarded Bi Yue as a beautiful woman who disguised herself as a man.

Biyue is not very old, but she has been in charge of Fengyilou for a long time, and he has already started wandering around the rivers and lakes long before taking over the Fengyilou. Now how many years have passed, what scenes have you not seen?Because of male and female looks, women have often done things disguised as men. Although this old thief's eyes are disgusting, it is far from enough to teach Bi Yue to lose her composure because of this little thing.

"A person who is about to step into the coffin when he is a lot older, so he can't enjoy his grandchildren at home, but he wants to come here to fight with others. He doesn't know what he is looking at. It should be seen."

Bi Yue was thinking about how to teach this blind old man a lesson, but before he could react, Qi Lang raised his eyebrows and sneered.

Biyue glanced at him strangely, wondering if the sun came out from the west today?This thing will actually help him...

The old man narrowed his eyes, and said in a gloomy and cold voice, "Do you know what it means to say misfortune from your mouth?"

Qi Lang raised his eyebrows: "Nowadays, it is no longer applicable to bring misfortune out of the mouth, it is more appropriate to bring misfortune out of the eyes. Your Excellency, this old bone may die, and there is not even a person to collect the corpse for funeral. The wild corpse of the bone stinks like a beast." If you hate them all, that’s a tragedy.”

At this moment, being able to sit majestically in this restaurant that doesn't look like a restaurant at all proves that the old man still has some skills. It is estimated that no one has dared to sweep his face so unscrupulously in such a long time.

Qi Lang's defiant attitude made the old man's thin, wrinkled old face turn green instantly, and the eyes staring at Qi Lang were so ferocious that they seemed to tear him apart.

As soon as he exerted force with his fingers, the wine glass in his hand slowly shattered into powder, slipped from his fingers little by little, and when it fell to the ground, it was blown by the wind from nowhere, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Young little boy with a yellow mouth—" The dry and cold voice suddenly stopped here, and for some reason, he turned a corner abruptly. Some inexplicable scruples seemed to flash across the old man's expression, and he paused for a moment, before finally He said coldly: "The old man will let you know later, those who only show off their quick tongue will definitely die a miserable death!"

It is impossible to achieve such a seemingly light hand without the profound internal strength of decades of cultivation.When other people in the restaurant saw this, their eyes showed the look of watching the show.

What's more, most people have already prepared for it, and the next moment they hear Qi Lang's horrified begging for mercy, maybe the fear is deeper, kneeling and kowtowing is very possible, and they won't be surprised by it—fear of death is Human nature is an instinct that everyone has. When life is threatened or even dying, dignity or something is probably not worth mentioning.

However, Qi Lang's actions were beyond everyone's expectations.

He didn't even look at the old man who deliberately showed off his demonstration, and glanced around. When he noticed a young woman in the innermost window seat, his eyes paused slightly, and then the corners of his mouth curved slightly, Turning his head to Su Mo, he said, "Young master, since you are here, if you can't eat the signature dishes in this restaurant, your subordinates will feel ashamed. You might as well sit in that young girl's seat first, and wait for a while. The subordinates have taken care of the idlers and left enough space for the young master, how about we order more food?"

Hearing this, Su Mo glanced at the place where the woman Qi Lang said was sitting. Near the window, there was an Eight Immortals table, on which there was only a plate of simple five-spice peanuts, a pot of tea, a pot of wine, and an extremely elegant table. The white bibi blue and white porcelain wine cup... A red-clothed woman who looks very heroic is sitting alone, and there are three mahogany carved chairs next to and opposite to her. I don't know if it's tea or wine, and I'm slowly sipping it.

Ever since Su Mo and the others entered the restaurant, this woman has been staring out the window without even looking at them. She also turned a deaf ear to the commotion caused by outsiders entering the restaurant. She seemed completely indifferent, or maybe she was used to it. After seeing such a scene, I can no longer arouse half interest.

This woman seemed to be out of tune with the atmosphere in this restaurant, and she didn't have the hostile and barbaric aura mixed with those people of all religions and nine streams.However, Su Mo smiled lightly, being able to occupy the best Eight Immortals table in the restaurant by herself, and no one dared to come forward to disturb her, this woman would not be as harmless as she appeared on the surface.

The Tiger City at the border of the Western Regions, which seemed to be a mixed-use zone, looked at it at this moment, but it seemed to suddenly feel a little more interesting.

His eyes turned, and Su Mo curled his lips into a chuckle: "That old guy who has been staring at Bi Yue seems to have good internal energy. Qi Lang, before the tea in that girl's cup runs out, let him go home and enjoy his old age. Accumulate a little bit of virtue and good fortune for future generations, don't come out to harm the world when you are too old."

After all, without looking at the reaction of the crowd, she walked towards the table by the window calmly, the girl in red was still sipping something from her cup, her gaze fell out of the window without focus.

When Su Mo approached, the woman turned her head slowly, glanced at Su Mo with a rare and peerless face, and spoke slowly, without any ups and downs in her tone: "The thing in my cup is wine, not tea, and I probably can't finish drinking it within today."

Su Mo raised her eyebrows, glanced at the jug and teapot in front of her, and the exquisite white blue and white porcelain wine cup she was holding in her hand at the moment, and said with great interest: "Why? The girl doesn't drink well?"

The woman lowered her eyelids, her long eyelashes covered the thoughts in her eyes, and the expression between her brows was a little misty. She nodded slowly, her voice was so soft that it seemed a little hazy: "The capacity for alcohol is not good, and the quality of wine is not good. Once drunk , would want to kill..."

Um?Su Mo raised her eyebrows in surprise, keenly aware that when the woman said that she wanted to kill someone, the atmosphere in the restaurant suddenly became strange and stagnant. Although it was fleeting, Su Mo suddenly felt that Things seem to be getting more and more interesting.

"I want to kill but..." The woman's eyes turned out of the window again, her voice was so low that she could barely hear, "...can't kill anyone."

Want to kill, but can't kill anyone...

It seems that this woman also has an unusual story.

Su Mo smiled lightly, and sat down opposite the woman like a real nobleman with graceful movements, and said without curiosity: "Who does the girl want to kill?"

"Naturally, all the damned people." The woman replied lightly.

"Since he is a person who deserves to die, why can't he kill him?" Su Mo asked.

But the woman didn't speak any more, she took another sip of the wine in the glass lightly, just lightly, just moistened her red lips.

This way of drinking, no matter how small the cup is, no matter how little the amount is, it may be difficult to finish drinking the wine in the cup within one day.

However, this question is obviously no longer important at this time. Su Mo, who has always been as cold as jade, has always had limited curiosity. Since people don't want to talk about it, she will naturally not ask more questions.

"Bi Yue."

Bi Yue had been standing behind Su Mo, when she suddenly heard her mistress calling out, she hurriedly responded, "Master, are you thirsty?"

"It's okay to be thirsty." Su Mo smiled lazily, "It's just that since I want to watch a play, I can't do without wine to cheer me up. Since the girl can't finish drinking, why don't you share some with me?"

The woman in red didn't turn her head back, she just said flatly: "Please feel free."

So Biyue took out a white jade wine glass with the same exquisite color and more rounded color from her sleeve, wiped it with a clean silk handkerchief several times before placing it on the table, poured the wine for Su Mo respectfully, and Yi Ran was curious He smiled and said, "Master knows that his subordinates have brought out wine glasses?"

"When you come to this kind of place, you must have a clear enough understanding of the place in advance. If you don't prepare enough, it will be about half an hour after you eat your meal and drink tea and wine..." Su Mo smiled slightly As he spoke, he took a sip of the wine slowly. The wine was mellow and fragrant in his mouth, soft in the mouth, clear and refreshing. With the good wine in his stomach, the aroma rose slowly in his lower abdomen. Su Mo squinted his eyes to enjoy the rare good wine, After a while, he said calmly: "If so, Biyue, do you think it's useful for me to plead guilty?"

Bi Yue sighed with a smile: "Master is wise."

After taking a sip of the wine, Su Mo acted as if she had said it herself, looked back quietly, and saw a good show.

Qi Lang turned a blind eye to the many unclear eyes in the lobby, his eyes were only on the old man who spoke just now, with his arms folded around his chest, he stepped forward step by step, and said with a wanton smile: "Your old man is this year?"

Seeing Qi Lang approaching recklessly, the old man couldn't help but let out a sinister smile: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up if you want to find death, King Yama is already impatient!"

As soon as the words were finished, a pair of skinny palms struck Qi Lang's head and heart like lightning, with a force that weighed more than a thousand catties - it is impossible to say whether this palm can smash Qi Lang's forehead smoothly, but the heart on the top of his head It is the most vulnerable part of the human body, even if it only touches a little bit, with such a deep internal force that is broken into pieces, this man must be in danger.

The crowd waited with bated breath for an instant, and dozens of eyes stared at Qi Lang for an instant, waiting for him to avoid him and be killed immediately!
(End of this chapter)