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Cong Sheng looked at Xiao Shuxuanju, the handsome man in white standing in the room, and couldn't take his eyes out for a long time.
Dian Xiao might be angry if he said it, but at this moment Cong Sheng felt as if his heart had been hit hard. It didn't hurt, but the memory was profound.
Cong Sheng felt his heart flutter for a moment, but his calmness and rationality made the charm quickly dissipate. Just like the green smoke in the mountains, there is no trace anymore.
Cong Sheng hurriedly turned to look at Dian Xiao, who had a slightly bitter look in his eyes. For the first time, he did not shy away from the crowd. He stretched out his palm to hold the generous, warm, well-proportioned and slender hand of the person next to him. He never looked at the awe-inspiring and proud man again. Someone who is graceful and elegant.
Therefore, Cong Sheng did not see the moment when he turned his head, Bei Mingqing's starry eyes, as black as paint, dimmed for a moment, and a faint complexity flashed across the eyes, and his lips were lightly pursed, so that no one could notice. .
"snort."
Following Bei Mingcheng's soft hum, the door of the private room opened with his waving sleeves. Then Ximen Shao and Yin Xiujie burst out with hatred and fear in Bei Mingcheng's eyes.
So Bei Mingcheng is worthy of being a tough man who has secured his position as the leader of Beiming in his early twenties.
Cong Sheng looked at the door of the private room that almost closed with Yin Xiujie's heels, feeling profound for a moment.
The auction started soon, and Cong Sheng successfully took the item he wanted, a gold storage ring, and it was the third lot.
Storage rings are not common in this world, but they are not rare either. Its storage space is dozens of times larger than that of a storage bag, and the others do not seem to be rare.
Of course, only Cong Sheng and Lan Mingyu know the true function of this golden ring, and maybe it also needs a code. However, Lan Mingyu is dead. Although Dianxiao knows it, he will not covet her.
The biggest function of this golden ring is that wearing it when practicing mystical strength can accelerate the growth of mystical strength. This is the rare treasure that all warriors who practice mystical power dream of.
Cong Sheng looked at the ring and smiled happily.
"It's such a disaster to be so beautiful! Brother, it's no accident that you like Lian Lian."
On the side, Bei Mingxiu held up her chin and smiled as she looked at a certain beauty who had taken off her mask and smiled with a smile that was colorless in the world. The things in her heart that she wanted but could not get had long been seen when she saw Cong Sheng's extremely beautiful face that no one could match. , has long since dispersed. She felt that even if Cong Sheng really accepted her, she was not sure that she would have the confidence and courage to live with such a monster for the rest of her life. It would hurt a woman's self-esteem and make her feel insecure.
"Don't you buy something you like?" Cong Sheng looked at Bei Mingcheng who turned a deaf ear to Bei Mingxiu's words, feeling helpless.
"There will always be no shortage of things at the auction, and I don't want anything right now. It's more important to look at you." Bei Mingxiu winked mischievously, and said with a smile, "How about, Lili, please consider my brother? , you are a perfect match regardless of your appearance, life experience, or age. Old men should be ashamed and stay away."
After saying that, Bei Mingxiu glared at Dianxiao, who was sitting peacefully with a gentle smile. He was a little discouraged when he looked at someone who was completely unaffected by her words.
"You~" Cong Sheng tapped Bei Mingxiu's forehead lovingly with her jade-white fingers.
"Dong dong dong -" There was a knock on the private room door, and a boy came in, saying that someone from Bailian Pavilion was looking for Dianxiao in an emergency.
Dian Xiao went out for a while, came in and said hello to Cong Sheng, saying that he had to go back in an emergency. He left several storage bags filled with gold coins for Cong Sheng and told him not to be polite if he saw something he liked and buy it. Buy it, he has money, he can spend it as he pleases.
"The horseshoe cake here is pretty good, Lianlian, you can try it."
Bei Mingxiu was eating the cakes given away for free by the auction house. He looked like a snack scumbag and was very happy. He handed a piece to Cong Sheng. After seeing him take it, he handed another piece to Bei Mingcheng. Bei Mingcheng, controlled by his sister, The head of the house is very proud of him.
"It tastes really good."
Cong Sheng never thought that he would capsize in the gutter. He was really careless.
Seeing Bei Mingcheng fainted, Cong Sheng knew something was wrong. Before he could take out the Baijie Dan from his own space, his hands and feet became weak. The medicine took effect too quickly. What he heard before he fainted was Bei Mingxiu. exclamations.
Cong Sheng woke up in a luxurious and exquisite bed, with a familiar face in front of him.
Broken sword.
Cong Sheng recited the name silently in his mind. No wonder his profound power was also blocked.
"What's wrong with you?" Duan Jian asked gently, his right hand gently touching Cong Sheng's cheek, his face full of obsession and admiration.
Cong Sheng turned his head away, and Broken Sword's eyes made him feel something was wrong. There was actually a hint of madness in his eyes.
"Do you dislike me? Do you dislike me too? Do you dislike me? Do you dislike me for not being a man?" Duanjian raised his hand and slapped me.
Soon Cong Sheng's cheeks became red and swollen, and Cong Sheng's heart was filled with anger and humiliation. He had not experienced such an experience for a long time. Being slapped on the cheek, the fragment that he had left in the black box of memory came to light at this moment. .
The first person to slap him was his half-brother. What happened to that person... Haha
Cong Sheng's eyes were cold, and he couldn't see any anger in his heart. He looked coldly at Broken Sword who was feeling pity, guilt and apology.
"I'm sorry, does it hurt? I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to hit you, really. You are my fiancée now, how could I hit you? I love you so much."
"What happened to the Beiming brothers and sisters who were with me? Where are they?"
Cong Sheng actually wanted to ask her fiancée what was going on? But looking at the somewhat blackened Broken Sword, Cong Sheng was even more worried about Bei Mingcheng and Bei Mingxiu.
"Don't worry, I didn't kill them. As long as you stay here, I will never kill them. But that damn Bei Mingcheng dared to kiss you, huh, he is really ungrateful. He also dared to touch my people, If he likes a man, I’ll tell him to like him enough.”
What have you done to him? Cong Sheng's eyes couldn't help but filled with panic. If such a person as cold and proud as a snow-capped mountain was humiliated like that...
"Are you angry?" Duan Jian touched Cong Sheng's eyes and murmured, "You look even more beautiful when you are angry."
After saying that she actually wanted to kiss him, Cong Sheng lowered her eyes, made a meek look, and slightly curved the corners of her mouth.
"I knew you..."
"Bang—"
Broken Sword's body pressed heavily on Cong Sheng's body, and Cong Sheng pushed Broken Sword to the ground impatiently, with blood-red flowers blooming on his chest.
In one hand, Cong Sheng was holding a weapon that did not exist in this world—a pistol with a silencer.
No matter you are a cold-blooded killer with a high level of black power, you will still be knocked down by a bullet.
After taking the Baijie Dan and Lingquan, the body's profound strength finally recovered. Cong Sheng tore off the chain on his feet and threw it on the body with the broken sword still showing shock and surprise in his eyes.
After walking out of this exquisite and gorgeous room, Cong Sheng inquired about many people and finally found the place where Bei Mingcheng was imprisoned.
In a dungeon, the sounds of men breathing and groaning were heard.
Cong Sheng was shocked. Could it be that he was late? He hurried towards the source of the sound.
At this time, Bei Mingcheng was in a very embarrassed state. His clean, wrinkle-free and luxurious white clothes were completely torn. His hands and feet were imprisoned by iron chains as big as the mouth of a bowl. He raised his hands high in the air and made a big letter. His feet were on the ground, but the chains were no longer there. It's quite long.
He was surrounded by some tough men at this time. They were laughing loudly, and one of them shook the long whip in his hand from time to time, making Bei Mingcheng's clothes even more tattered. The red marks, white skin, messy black hair, and stubborn, cold and arrogant eyes made the words in the men's mouths even more filthy, and some were already taking off their clothes.
But no one came forward.
"See how long this kid can endure? Master Beiming, if such a person can survive for a while, it's really worth dying." A strong man said.
"That's right, that's the best Hehuan powder given by the boss. Sooner or later, the arrogant nobleman in front of him will beg us to fuck him like a bitch. Don't rush. Didn't the boss say that we have plenty of time, enough for us to play with. Yes, I have learned many new postures." Strong Man 2.
"Bei Mingcheng, who has a noble status, probably never thought that he would have such a day." The third strong man.
Before Strong Man Four could speak, the obscene smile on his face was permanently fixed on their faces like the others.
"Are you okay?" Cong Sheng broke off the iron chain and supported Bei Mingcheng, who was seriously injured, and looked behind him with a vague look in his eyes.
It's good that his innocence is still there, otherwise he would be really guilty.
"Here, take the medicine." Cong Sheng held three Baijie Pills in his hand and brought them to Bei Mingcheng's mouth.
"Xiuxiu?" Bei Mingcheng spoke, his voice hoarse and low, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and the sweat on his face was like rain. The torn clothes clinging to the body are scattered, and the toned body is looming.
"I just checked. She's fine. She's in the cell in front. She's fine."
Cong Sheng watched Bei Mingcheng swallow three pills, and just as he was about to take out the clothes from the storage bag, he was tightly entangled by Bei Mingcheng's hot limbs, and her lips with a cold fragrance pressed eagerly on his lips. Need to ask for it.