Wen Yuan took advantage of Long Yuqing's room to find the 7-stringed zither of the Wenwu, and suddenly escaped with Xiang Yang. He knew that after this battle, the city had already made a big fuss. He was afraid that it would not be easy to leave the city, and his internal injuries were not considered light. He immediately ran around the alley and thought to himself: Long Yuqing threw it hard, and finally got out, but he lost the 7-stringed zither of the Wenwu. I'm sorry, Brother Ren.
At that time, Long Yuqing shocked the two with his mysterious internal power, and Xiang Yang accepted them all. Kuilong's strength counterattacked himself, and his injuries were heavy. Wenyuan's Canghai Dragon Roar's palm power, although it was based on the Nine-Turn Xuanyi, was used by the piano music. It was sent and received from the heart. Although it was shaken back, it was not injured. Long Yuqing's internal power recoiled solidly on him. Fortunately, he only hit Long Yuqing's shoulder. Although the recoil power was powerful, it could still be resolved and supported. With Yueyang Sanzui and Yufengxing's martial arts, Xiang Yang and Long Yuqing's palm power were transformed into many powers. The original palm power of Long Yuqing was added. The real power received was far greater than that of Wenyuan. With his current internal power cultivation, he could never resist it, and his internal injury was extremely severe.
Wen Yuan hugged Xiang Yang, looking for a hidden place when he suddenly saw a girl running towards him in a hurry. When he saw two people covered in blood, he screamed in shock.
Wen Yuan was shocked and said to himself: Oh no, don't teach this girl to leak her whereabouts. The matter is urgent. Just as he was about to knock him out, the girl accelerated her pace and shouted repeatedly: Brother Xiang, Brother Xiang! How are you...you?
Wen Yuan was stunned and recognized her. This girl was Zhao Wanyan, who had met once that night, and was almost fainted. Hearing Zhao Wanyan's voice, he opened his eyes and whispered: Wanyan!
When Zhao Wanyan saw Xiang Yang so seriously injured, she was surprised, worried, anxious, and filled her heart with all kinds of feelings. She was so anxious that she had tears in her eyes. She held Xiang Yang's hand and shouted: Brother Xiang, how could you... how could you... be so seriously injured?
Xiang Yang forced out a smile and whispered: Don't worry, Brother Xiang is very tough and can't die. Zhao Wanyan said hurriedly: If you can't succeed, you have to treat it quickly... Looking at Wen Yuan, I didn't remember who it was. I was stunned for a moment and then said: You... are you Mr. Wen? Wen Yuan said: It's a little good Miss Zhao, but where can I avoid it?
Zhao Wanyan was so anxious that she was at a loss. When she heard Wen Yuan say this, she calmed down a little and said: Are you... fighting with Mr. Long? Wen Yuan said: Mr. Long? It means Long Yuqing from the Imperial Tomb Sect. It is this person. You have to avoid him first. Zhao Wanyan nodded and thought quickly. Suddenly she thought of something and shouted: There is, Mr. Wen, come with me quickly and tell me. Pull Wen Yuan and run away quickly.
Wenyuan followed Zhao Wanyan through several alleys, avoided the crowd, and walked around for a while, and arrived behind a large mansion.
Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan saw that it was not elsewhere, but the house of the Jingwei Palace in the capital. The two couldn't help but think: If they found it for the rest of the Prince's Mansion, they would be caught in the jar. It was awful. But what Zhao Wanyan could think of in time was really the only place. Except for King Jingwei, Zhao Pingbo and other few people, ordinary guards could not enter the princess' boudoir at will, and there was a safe place. Wen Yuan took Xiang Yang over the wall, quickly bypassed the backyard, jumped into Zhao Wanyan's room from the window, and Zhao Wanyan went around the door and entered the room. He hurried back to the room and ran over, shouting.
Wen Yuan asked Xiang Yang to lie on the bed and said: Senior brother, what do you think? Xiang Yang felt so tired that he could only move. If he wanted to heal his injuries, he was afraid that he would have to wait. Seeing Zhao Wanyan's tears, he couldn't bear it and said: Wanyan, don't worry, I'm fine, don't cry. Zhao Wanyan nodded, wiped her tears, and whispered: I heard from the maid who just came back that Mr. Long fought with a group of people on the street. One of them looked like you. I was so anxious. I ran out to see. I couldn't imagine that you really... why would you fight him? Mr. Long... His kung fu is so powerful... I was really scared to death... As he said that, tears were filled with tears.
Wen Yuan said: This battle is really dangerous. If you don’t escape, you are afraid that you will not be able to save Uncle Ren. The Underground Palace of Changling often locks up our brothers. When Liu Yuxi said, “It’s hard to be victorious and the enemy is a good doctor. If you don’t lose your life, how can you know it? Although you are defeated for a while, as long as you don’t die, you will be able to deal with Long Yuqing sooner or later. Xiang Yang smiled bitterly and said: You are lucky and know your fate, and you still have leisure to recite poems. As he was just talking, he suddenly felt annoyed in his chest, and ran against his anger, and coughed a few times.
Seeing that Xiang Yang was so injured, it was difficult to fight against the enemy. Wen Yuan couldn't help but worry secretly but listened to Xiang Yang: Junior brother, what's your internal injury? Wen Yuan said: Is it mild or not, and I'm serious or not, deal with Wei Gao Xin and Ge Yuandang, but I can barely deal with it. Xiang Yang sighed: OK, you go first. If you can hold on, go to help Shi and the others as soon as possible. Wen Yuan said in surprise: Senior brother, what should you do? Xiang Yang said: I am like this now, it's hard to even move. I'm afraid I can't help you. If you stay here, when Long Yuqing and the others arrive in Changling, can the junior sister and the others be able to fight? You should go to Changling as soon as possible. As long as you rescue Uncle Ren, we can leave. It's useless to stay here.
Wen Yuan thought this was good, and at this time, it was the first priority to rescue Ren Jianqing. Even if Xiang Yang was worried, he could only rely on Zhao Wanyan's help. He said: Since that's the case, please take care of my senior brother. He said goodbye to me. He immediately opened the window and walked out of the window.
Xiang Yang knew that Wen Yuan's departure would be in a very dangerous situation. If Long Yuqing found this place, Zhao Wanyan would definitely not be able to protect him. He had to leave his fate and secretly urged his true energy to recover one point of strength, which would be more safe.
Zhao Wanyan took a hand towel and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his face and mouth. He whispered: Wanyan, this time it has dragged you down, I'm really sorry. Zhao Wanyan said softly: Don't say that, brother Xiang, just have a good rest. After a moment of contemplation, he thought to himself: If someone enters the room, everything will be over. What should we do?
She looked around the room and saw a sandalwood wardrobe. She immediately had a flash of inspiration and said: Brother Xiang, you are hiding in this cabinet. Even if someone comes, you can't search it casually. Xiang Yang was stunned and said: Can you please put it? Zhao Wanyan smiled and said: Sure, come, she helped Xiang Yang get out of bed, walked to the cabinet, opened it, and cleared her clothes slightly to both sides. Although this place is not Luoyang Palace, the decorations are so magnificent that it is not inferior at all. Xiang Yang was sitting in the cabinet, and he didn't feel narrow-minded.
Zhao Wanyan said: Brother Xiang, for safety, you have been in there for a while. Xiang Yang smiled and said: It's okay, but I'm dirty, but I've dirty all of your clothes. Zhao Wanyan smiled and said: How can clothes be more important than brother Xiang? Xiang Yang smiled and said: OK, close it. Zhao Wanyan nodded, close the gaps in the cabinet door and still breathe. Xiang Yang was in the cabinet, but he didn't feel very angry.
Xiang Yang said in his heart: Recovering his strength a moment ago will make him feel safer now, concentrating his luck, silently guarding the Nine-Turn Mystery Kung Fu, trying to open up the bloodlines that were stunning and unhappy, Zhao Wanyan stayed in the room, without leaving a step, staring at the cabinet from time to time, praying silently: God bless you, Brother Xiang, you will be safe and sound.
After a while, Xiang Yang's skill was carried out, he used the Nine-turn Xuan Gong to protect his body and heal his wounds. He wandered around the world and focused on circulating his true energy Zhao Wanyan sat on the chair, waiting quietly, and suddenly heard a faint sound of coaxing from the hall.
Zhao Wanyan was secretly shocked: Did they really come here? Just as he was thinking, he heard someone outside the door say: Wanyan, Wanyan, where is the door opened? Zhao Wanyan heard that it was his father's voice, so he looked at the cabinet and replied: Daddy, is there anything wrong? King Jingwei Zhao Tingrui said outside the door: Imperial Tomb has sent Mr. Long, please open the door quickly, and ask you if you have something to do.
Zhao Wanyan was very nervous and comforted herself: Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, you must be calm.
Take a few deep breaths and open the door gently, but sees his father Zhao Tingrui and Long Yuqing standing outside the door. Behind him, there are still a group of disciples of the Imperial Tomb Sect, Zhao Tingrui, smiles at Long Yuqing, and says: Mr. Long, this is the little girl Wanyan. Long Yuqing nods and turns around and instructs: Follow Prince Zhao's subordinates to look around, don't make noise, what kind of morality is it? The disciples bowed and agreed, and each left with the guards of the royal palace.
Long Yuqing looked at Zhao Wanyan. Zhao Wanyan did not dare to look directly, for fear of being too nervous, and showed a flaw. She lowered her head slightly and said softly: Mr. Long, what is there? Long Yuqing turned his head and said: Prince Zhao, please let me talk to Ling Yan alone. Zhao Tingrui nodded and said: Mr. Long has something to ask, to explain the doubts about this matter. Wanyan. Mr. Long asked you what you are doing, and you can answer it in a real way. Zhao Wanyan whispered: Yes, daddy
At that moment, Zhao Tingrui walked away, and Long Yuqing slowly walked into the room. Zhao Wanyan was anxious and thought to herself: Those people must have searched around the house to look for the eldest brother, and Mr. Long came here in person. What should I do?
Long Yuqing slowly walked to the table and said: Little Princess, please close the door, don't listen to these things for outsiders. Zhao Wanyan quickly responded: Ah, OK, take the door gently and walk up, but dare not walk too close.
Long Yuqing looked at Zhao Wanyan coldly and said: Little Princess, I heard that a young man named Xiang Yang had saved you once from a robber, and you brought him to the capital, right? Zhao Wanyan was secretly shocked, knowing that his father must have told Long Yuqing about Xiang Yang, and he had no room to lie, so he could only say: It's Ah, it turns out that Mr. Long also knew about this. Long Yuqing said: In this way, Xiang Yang should be very close to you. Zhao Wanyan's face turned red and said: Mr. Long, please tell me if you have something to say?
Long Yuqing slowly walked towards Zhao Wanyan and said: OK! Little Princess, I will tell you that Xiang Yang is a junior of this sect and is a disobedient criminal. He just ran away under my hands. Someone saw him coming to the mansion. Little Princess, is this boy hidden by you?
Zhao Wanyan saw his fierce and impatient eyes, and her heart thrusts and said in a low voice: No... No, Xiang... Young Master Xiang hasn't come back here for a long time, and I haven't seen him. Long Yuqing sneered slightly, walked slowly in the room, and when he approached the bed, he suddenly saw some blood on the ground.
Long Yuqing thought to himself: This little girl is so bold, how dare she deceive? That boy must be hiding in this room, but he doesn't know where he is hiding? He is the head of a sect and a big figure in the capital. He will never turn over the bed and open the cabinet to search. If he asks, Zhao Wanyan will only deny it. As he thinks, he has a plan and walks behind Zhao Wanyan, murmured: Hey, isn't that boy really here?
Seeing that he had walked past the closet, Zhao Wanyan thought to herself: It seems that he hasn't seen Brother Xiang in the closet yet. She stood at the table, bowed her head silently, and did not speak casually. She just hoped that Long Yuqing's subordinates would give up quickly, and there was no sign of direction everywhere, so she stopped.
Just when she was in a tense mood, she suddenly felt a hand touching her buttocks with a hand, and was startled, turning around in a hurry, shouting: Long...Mr. Long... But when she saw Long Yuqing standing in front of her eyes, sneering, she said: Little Princess, I think you should be honest. She stretched her right hand and grabbed Zhao Wanyan's left wrist and pulled her closer.
Seeing that Long Yuqing's face was malicious, Zhao Wanyan couldn't help but lose her expression. She was about to exclaim, but suddenly she thought: I was afraid that Brother Xiang would not care about anything, so she rushed out to save me, then... Didn't that hurt him? She knew Xiang Yang's personality well. What danger was Zhao Wanyan, so she must be desperate and put her first. Regardless of her own safety, she naturally didn't want Xiang Yang to be alarmed, so she immediately refused to scream, but Long Yuqing touched her cheek, but couldn't take it off. She couldn't help but be afraid, and said in a trembling voice: Mr. Long, you... If you do this again, I'm going to scream! Long Yuqing smiled and said: Then call! His palms moved downwards, and his palm gently touched the white and tender pink neck.
Zhao Wanyan was both ashamed and anxious, and immediately guessed Long Yuqing's intention: Do he want to use me to lure Brother Xiang out? When he figured this out, he didn't dare to make a sound, but his wrist was held by his five fingers like iron clamps, but how could he leave?
Seeing her lips closed, Long Yuqing sneered secretly and said to herself: Little girl, when can you last?
Move your palm down and slowly heading towards her chest
At that time, Long Yuqing shocked the two with his mysterious internal power, and Xiang Yang accepted them all. Kuilong's strength counterattacked himself, and his injuries were heavy. Wenyuan's Canghai Dragon Roar's palm power, although it was based on the Nine-Turn Xuanyi, was used by the piano music. It was sent and received from the heart. Although it was shaken back, it was not injured. Long Yuqing's internal power recoiled solidly on him. Fortunately, he only hit Long Yuqing's shoulder. Although the recoil power was powerful, it could still be resolved and supported. With Yueyang Sanzui and Yufengxing's martial arts, Xiang Yang and Long Yuqing's palm power were transformed into many powers. The original palm power of Long Yuqing was added. The real power received was far greater than that of Wenyuan. With his current internal power cultivation, he could never resist it, and his internal injury was extremely severe.
Wen Yuan hugged Xiang Yang, looking for a hidden place when he suddenly saw a girl running towards him in a hurry. When he saw two people covered in blood, he screamed in shock.
Wen Yuan was shocked and said to himself: Oh no, don't teach this girl to leak her whereabouts. The matter is urgent. Just as he was about to knock him out, the girl accelerated her pace and shouted repeatedly: Brother Xiang, Brother Xiang! How are you...you?
Wen Yuan was stunned and recognized her. This girl was Zhao Wanyan, who had met once that night, and was almost fainted. Hearing Zhao Wanyan's voice, he opened his eyes and whispered: Wanyan!
When Zhao Wanyan saw Xiang Yang so seriously injured, she was surprised, worried, anxious, and filled her heart with all kinds of feelings. She was so anxious that she had tears in her eyes. She held Xiang Yang's hand and shouted: Brother Xiang, how could you... how could you... be so seriously injured?
Xiang Yang forced out a smile and whispered: Don't worry, Brother Xiang is very tough and can't die. Zhao Wanyan said hurriedly: If you can't succeed, you have to treat it quickly... Looking at Wen Yuan, I didn't remember who it was. I was stunned for a moment and then said: You... are you Mr. Wen? Wen Yuan said: It's a little good Miss Zhao, but where can I avoid it?
Zhao Wanyan was so anxious that she was at a loss. When she heard Wen Yuan say this, she calmed down a little and said: Are you... fighting with Mr. Long? Wen Yuan said: Mr. Long? It means Long Yuqing from the Imperial Tomb Sect. It is this person. You have to avoid him first. Zhao Wanyan nodded and thought quickly. Suddenly she thought of something and shouted: There is, Mr. Wen, come with me quickly and tell me. Pull Wen Yuan and run away quickly.
Wenyuan followed Zhao Wanyan through several alleys, avoided the crowd, and walked around for a while, and arrived behind a large mansion.
Xiang Yang and Wen Yuan saw that it was not elsewhere, but the house of the Jingwei Palace in the capital. The two couldn't help but think: If they found it for the rest of the Prince's Mansion, they would be caught in the jar. It was awful. But what Zhao Wanyan could think of in time was really the only place. Except for King Jingwei, Zhao Pingbo and other few people, ordinary guards could not enter the princess' boudoir at will, and there was a safe place. Wen Yuan took Xiang Yang over the wall, quickly bypassed the backyard, jumped into Zhao Wanyan's room from the window, and Zhao Wanyan went around the door and entered the room. He hurried back to the room and ran over, shouting.
Wen Yuan asked Xiang Yang to lie on the bed and said: Senior brother, what do you think? Xiang Yang felt so tired that he could only move. If he wanted to heal his injuries, he was afraid that he would have to wait. Seeing Zhao Wanyan's tears, he couldn't bear it and said: Wanyan, don't worry, I'm fine, don't cry. Zhao Wanyan nodded, wiped her tears, and whispered: I heard from the maid who just came back that Mr. Long fought with a group of people on the street. One of them looked like you. I was so anxious. I ran out to see. I couldn't imagine that you really... why would you fight him? Mr. Long... His kung fu is so powerful... I was really scared to death... As he said that, tears were filled with tears.
Wen Yuan said: This battle is really dangerous. If you don’t escape, you are afraid that you will not be able to save Uncle Ren. The Underground Palace of Changling often locks up our brothers. When Liu Yuxi said, “It’s hard to be victorious and the enemy is a good doctor. If you don’t lose your life, how can you know it? Although you are defeated for a while, as long as you don’t die, you will be able to deal with Long Yuqing sooner or later. Xiang Yang smiled bitterly and said: You are lucky and know your fate, and you still have leisure to recite poems. As he was just talking, he suddenly felt annoyed in his chest, and ran against his anger, and coughed a few times.
Seeing that Xiang Yang was so injured, it was difficult to fight against the enemy. Wen Yuan couldn't help but worry secretly but listened to Xiang Yang: Junior brother, what's your internal injury? Wen Yuan said: Is it mild or not, and I'm serious or not, deal with Wei Gao Xin and Ge Yuandang, but I can barely deal with it. Xiang Yang sighed: OK, you go first. If you can hold on, go to help Shi and the others as soon as possible. Wen Yuan said in surprise: Senior brother, what should you do? Xiang Yang said: I am like this now, it's hard to even move. I'm afraid I can't help you. If you stay here, when Long Yuqing and the others arrive in Changling, can the junior sister and the others be able to fight? You should go to Changling as soon as possible. As long as you rescue Uncle Ren, we can leave. It's useless to stay here.
Wen Yuan thought this was good, and at this time, it was the first priority to rescue Ren Jianqing. Even if Xiang Yang was worried, he could only rely on Zhao Wanyan's help. He said: Since that's the case, please take care of my senior brother. He said goodbye to me. He immediately opened the window and walked out of the window.
Xiang Yang knew that Wen Yuan's departure would be in a very dangerous situation. If Long Yuqing found this place, Zhao Wanyan would definitely not be able to protect him. He had to leave his fate and secretly urged his true energy to recover one point of strength, which would be more safe.
Zhao Wanyan took a hand towel and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his face and mouth. He whispered: Wanyan, this time it has dragged you down, I'm really sorry. Zhao Wanyan said softly: Don't say that, brother Xiang, just have a good rest. After a moment of contemplation, he thought to himself: If someone enters the room, everything will be over. What should we do?
She looked around the room and saw a sandalwood wardrobe. She immediately had a flash of inspiration and said: Brother Xiang, you are hiding in this cabinet. Even if someone comes, you can't search it casually. Xiang Yang was stunned and said: Can you please put it? Zhao Wanyan smiled and said: Sure, come, she helped Xiang Yang get out of bed, walked to the cabinet, opened it, and cleared her clothes slightly to both sides. Although this place is not Luoyang Palace, the decorations are so magnificent that it is not inferior at all. Xiang Yang was sitting in the cabinet, and he didn't feel narrow-minded.
Zhao Wanyan said: Brother Xiang, for safety, you have been in there for a while. Xiang Yang smiled and said: It's okay, but I'm dirty, but I've dirty all of your clothes. Zhao Wanyan smiled and said: How can clothes be more important than brother Xiang? Xiang Yang smiled and said: OK, close it. Zhao Wanyan nodded, close the gaps in the cabinet door and still breathe. Xiang Yang was in the cabinet, but he didn't feel very angry.
Xiang Yang said in his heart: Recovering his strength a moment ago will make him feel safer now, concentrating his luck, silently guarding the Nine-Turn Mystery Kung Fu, trying to open up the bloodlines that were stunning and unhappy, Zhao Wanyan stayed in the room, without leaving a step, staring at the cabinet from time to time, praying silently: God bless you, Brother Xiang, you will be safe and sound.
After a while, Xiang Yang's skill was carried out, he used the Nine-turn Xuan Gong to protect his body and heal his wounds. He wandered around the world and focused on circulating his true energy Zhao Wanyan sat on the chair, waiting quietly, and suddenly heard a faint sound of coaxing from the hall.
Zhao Wanyan was secretly shocked: Did they really come here? Just as he was thinking, he heard someone outside the door say: Wanyan, Wanyan, where is the door opened? Zhao Wanyan heard that it was his father's voice, so he looked at the cabinet and replied: Daddy, is there anything wrong? King Jingwei Zhao Tingrui said outside the door: Imperial Tomb has sent Mr. Long, please open the door quickly, and ask you if you have something to do.
Zhao Wanyan was very nervous and comforted herself: Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, you must be calm.
Take a few deep breaths and open the door gently, but sees his father Zhao Tingrui and Long Yuqing standing outside the door. Behind him, there are still a group of disciples of the Imperial Tomb Sect, Zhao Tingrui, smiles at Long Yuqing, and says: Mr. Long, this is the little girl Wanyan. Long Yuqing nods and turns around and instructs: Follow Prince Zhao's subordinates to look around, don't make noise, what kind of morality is it? The disciples bowed and agreed, and each left with the guards of the royal palace.
Long Yuqing looked at Zhao Wanyan. Zhao Wanyan did not dare to look directly, for fear of being too nervous, and showed a flaw. She lowered her head slightly and said softly: Mr. Long, what is there? Long Yuqing turned his head and said: Prince Zhao, please let me talk to Ling Yan alone. Zhao Tingrui nodded and said: Mr. Long has something to ask, to explain the doubts about this matter. Wanyan. Mr. Long asked you what you are doing, and you can answer it in a real way. Zhao Wanyan whispered: Yes, daddy
At that moment, Zhao Tingrui walked away, and Long Yuqing slowly walked into the room. Zhao Wanyan was anxious and thought to herself: Those people must have searched around the house to look for the eldest brother, and Mr. Long came here in person. What should I do?
Long Yuqing slowly walked to the table and said: Little Princess, please close the door, don't listen to these things for outsiders. Zhao Wanyan quickly responded: Ah, OK, take the door gently and walk up, but dare not walk too close.
Long Yuqing looked at Zhao Wanyan coldly and said: Little Princess, I heard that a young man named Xiang Yang had saved you once from a robber, and you brought him to the capital, right? Zhao Wanyan was secretly shocked, knowing that his father must have told Long Yuqing about Xiang Yang, and he had no room to lie, so he could only say: It's Ah, it turns out that Mr. Long also knew about this. Long Yuqing said: In this way, Xiang Yang should be very close to you. Zhao Wanyan's face turned red and said: Mr. Long, please tell me if you have something to say?
Long Yuqing slowly walked towards Zhao Wanyan and said: OK! Little Princess, I will tell you that Xiang Yang is a junior of this sect and is a disobedient criminal. He just ran away under my hands. Someone saw him coming to the mansion. Little Princess, is this boy hidden by you?
Zhao Wanyan saw his fierce and impatient eyes, and her heart thrusts and said in a low voice: No... No, Xiang... Young Master Xiang hasn't come back here for a long time, and I haven't seen him. Long Yuqing sneered slightly, walked slowly in the room, and when he approached the bed, he suddenly saw some blood on the ground.
Long Yuqing thought to himself: This little girl is so bold, how dare she deceive? That boy must be hiding in this room, but he doesn't know where he is hiding? He is the head of a sect and a big figure in the capital. He will never turn over the bed and open the cabinet to search. If he asks, Zhao Wanyan will only deny it. As he thinks, he has a plan and walks behind Zhao Wanyan, murmured: Hey, isn't that boy really here?
Seeing that he had walked past the closet, Zhao Wanyan thought to herself: It seems that he hasn't seen Brother Xiang in the closet yet. She stood at the table, bowed her head silently, and did not speak casually. She just hoped that Long Yuqing's subordinates would give up quickly, and there was no sign of direction everywhere, so she stopped.
Just when she was in a tense mood, she suddenly felt a hand touching her buttocks with a hand, and was startled, turning around in a hurry, shouting: Long...Mr. Long... But when she saw Long Yuqing standing in front of her eyes, sneering, she said: Little Princess, I think you should be honest. She stretched her right hand and grabbed Zhao Wanyan's left wrist and pulled her closer.
Seeing that Long Yuqing's face was malicious, Zhao Wanyan couldn't help but lose her expression. She was about to exclaim, but suddenly she thought: I was afraid that Brother Xiang would not care about anything, so she rushed out to save me, then... Didn't that hurt him? She knew Xiang Yang's personality well. What danger was Zhao Wanyan, so she must be desperate and put her first. Regardless of her own safety, she naturally didn't want Xiang Yang to be alarmed, so she immediately refused to scream, but Long Yuqing touched her cheek, but couldn't take it off. She couldn't help but be afraid, and said in a trembling voice: Mr. Long, you... If you do this again, I'm going to scream! Long Yuqing smiled and said: Then call! His palms moved downwards, and his palm gently touched the white and tender pink neck.
Zhao Wanyan was both ashamed and anxious, and immediately guessed Long Yuqing's intention: Do he want to use me to lure Brother Xiang out? When he figured this out, he didn't dare to make a sound, but his wrist was held by his five fingers like iron clamps, but how could he leave?
Seeing her lips closed, Long Yuqing sneered secretly and said to herself: Little girl, when can you last?
Move your palm down and slowly heading towards her chest
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