Seeing that the bright red blood gradually turned black, the servant clapped his hands vigorously behind him. In the blink of an eye, several sturdy servants walked up and dragged the man down.
The bloodstains kept winding away like that, so that everyone in the audience was silent. Qing Li frowned as if he could smell the thick bloody smell.
The emperor mirage bowed slightly, attached to her ear, and whispered: "You are right, Miss Nine is indeed amazing." Qiu Ling also echoed: "Yes, I don't know who else would dare to go on stage, such a woman. , Even if you married back home, I'm afraid you don't have the courage to live with her."
After talking, he sneered and laughed. This kind of laughter seemed particularly abrupt in the crowd. When talking, the blood on the ring was cleaned up, and it seemed that there were no traces left, and the dead man , It seems that he has never appeared in the ring.
Shu'er sighed regretfully, "A good person, just dead, I don't think it's worth it." Qingli was about to speak, when she heard a man next to him calling out loud on the stage, "I'm here. !"
Everyone exclaimed, and Qing Li was also astonished. He thought that one person would have died, so the Nine Miss's recruitment should be put aside, but it was unexpected that someone would dare to respond.
When he came back to his senses, the man had already jumped onto the ring, his posture was light, and someone whispered, "Isn't that the lord of the lake? He is here too!"
Qingli leaned in doubt and asked: "Who is the Lord of the Lake?" The man looked at Qingli with a slightly contemptuous eye, but was stunned for the moment when he saw her appearance. That was the look of admiration. Xu Ye hadn't seen such a beautiful woman before, so he was stunned. On the contrary, Qiuling glanced at the man coldly, and said lightly: "If you ask you, just say it, staring straight at you, carefully poking your eyes. ."
Qingli couldn't help being funny. Seeing Qiuling's full of anger and the cold eyes of the emperor's mirage beside him, the man swallowed and said softly, "Yes, yes, I am offended. You adults have a lot, don't talk to me Care about."
The man coughed and continued: "Langjun in the lake is a famous flower picking thief in the rivers and lakes. His appearance has always been good in his life. The strange thing is that every flower he picked, he cried and shouted to marry. To him, it is really an anecdote."
Qingli looked at the man sideways, and then carefully observed it. Indeed, as the man said, his appearance was excellent, but no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a gentleman, and there was no frivolity at all.
When I was thinking about it, I saw that servant waved his hand to the lake prince, and said with a smile: "Oh, son, please come back, my lady is not willing to compete with you." This is strange, Qingli embraced his hands and looked coldly. On the stage, I saw Lang Jun approaching Miss Jiu on the lake and stopped at a distance of five steps from her.
The gleams of eyebrows and eyes flowed, full of affection and tenderness, and also a bit of inquiry. Everyone was waiting for a good show in the audience, but Miss Nine turned a blind eye.
She only lowered her head to play with the wisteria in her hand, but the lake gentleman bowed slightly, and after his face was flush with Miss Nine, he suddenly reached out and took off the veil covering her face!
Qingli raised her eyebrows and continued to watch with her cheeks. Miss Jiu immediately got up, trimmed her eyebrows and raised her eyebrows, but a sad expression overflowed between her eyebrows.
Finally I saw her face clearly, it was indeed beautiful, but there was no blood on that face, and it looked more and more beautiful, but Qingli didn't understand why she had such a look when she saw the Lord on the lake.
"You are presumptuous!" Miss Nine shouted angrily. But the Lord of the Lake frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled: "It's weird, weird, it's her, but it's not, tusk." The emperor saw Qingli's doubts, and whispered to his ears. She said: "This Nine Miss is only afraid of something possessed." Qing Li just turned her head, but the tip of her nose touched the emperor's chin, and she immediately moved her face away in embarrassment.
"Well, look again." She replied lowly. The corner of Emperor Mirage's mouth slowly filled with a smile, and then nodded.
"If you don't want to compete with me, it means you have a ghost in your heart. If you were in the past, you are very willing." Yumian Langjun stood upright and said slowly.
Unexpectedly, Miss Nine turned around, her face full of grief as gray as death, with a cool voice, "If you win, you will marry me, if you lose, life or death is up to your fate." The langjun on the lake did not move his eyes and said. Bored, he raised his hand slightly, trying to touch Miss Jiu's shoulder, but he put it down before she turned around.
Qingli always felt that there was an inexplicable relationship between the two people. It could be seen from their eyes. Qiu Ling put his hands behind his head and sighed: "It's another sad affair, nothing more, Shu child."
When Shuer heard Qiuling call her, she hurriedly looked back and said: "Huh?" Qiu Ling patted the top of her hair, "Don't look, I'll take you to play elsewhere." Shuer actually didn't want to leave, but was caught by Qiu. Ling was pulled and left the crowd. Qingli looked at Qiu Ling and said calmly, "Where are you going?"
Qiu Ling's eyes were clear, "I don't want to see these bitter feelings. Take my sister and go shopping elsewhere. You and the emperor will watch it slowly. Then I will come to find you again."
Qing Li smiled and looked at the back of the two of them leaving. In fact, she was happy because Shuer seemed to have opened her heart. The emotion for Qiuling was no longer love, but she really regarded him as It’s good to be a elder brother, and life will be easier if you don’t have so much pain.
Emperor Mirage breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally left." Qingli smiled lowly, did not speak any more, while she was talking, Miss Nine had already drawn the sword from her waist, and went straight to the throat of Langjun on the lake, with faint blood stains. He oozes, he stares at Miss Nine without changing his face, his hands are on his back, and he has no sense of resistance at all.
However, Miss Nine’s expression was a bit complicated, she seemed to be struggling with something, holding the handle of the sword trembling slightly, and finally slowly letting it go. Seeing this, the gentleman on the lake immediately rushed up sideways. The right hand firmly clasped Miss Jiu's thin white neck.
The left hand held her hand tightly, the wisteria fell down, the petals scattered all over the floor, and the deep and tender voice rang in Miss Jiu’s ears, "I won."
Maybe others can’t hear it, but Qingli and Dimir heard those three words clearly. Miss Nine deliberately let him. Today’s contest and recruiting relatives are like a farce, and Miss Nine seems to be for Wait until the appearance of the Lord of the Lake before this ring is put on the stage.
"A Luo, I said that one day I will come to marry you myself." After that, he lightly kissed Miss Jiu’s cheek. Qingli only now knew that the name of Miss Jiu called As Shen Luo.
The servant picked up a gorgeous peony from nowhere, walked towards the two of them, and said with joy: "Congratulations to the new uncle, Congratulations to the new uncle, please take this peony, it is the tradition of our Shen family. It means that the two of you will be prosperous in the future, and the love will be very great."
Lake Lang Jun let go of Shen Luo, reached out his hand to take the peony, and held it high above his head. Under the ring, there was sudden applause, and it was very lively for a while. And that Shen Luo looked down the stage at this time, swept everyone one by one, and stopped her eyes on Qing Li's body.
She raised her curved eyebrows, her red lips, and her loneliness became more and more arrogant. Qing Li raised her head to meet her gaze. Shen Luo looked at Qing Li quite deeply. There seemed to be a trace of sadness in her eyes, and the emperor mirage raised her hand. Pulling Qingli's shoulders together, he asked with some doubts: "Why, do you know her?"
Qing Li shook his head slowly, "I don't know, but maybe the things in her body will recognize me." After a while, everyone in the audience dispersed, but Shen Luo said something to Lang Jun on the lake, and went down alone. After getting off the stage, he walked straight in the direction where Qingli was.
The emperor mirage subconsciously guarded her side, maybe it was a habit for many years, he was actually afraid in his heart, afraid that Qingli would be hurt again. Shen Luo's steps were light, Qing Li slowly lowered his arms around his chest, looked at Shen Luo indifferently, and raised his lips: "Miss Jiu, what's the matter?"
When the journey was near, Qingli could see her eyes clearly. They were actually two colors, one was pure black, and the other was slightly brown, but this small change was invisible to others.
Shen Luo said with a gentle expression: "Girl, you are from a foreign country, I think you are kind, why don't you go to Shen's house to rest for a few days?" Qingli was on guard, only someone who had only met for the first time, how could he greet her When she entered the house, she saw that Shen Luo closed her smile, her eyes were a little bit painful, "Help me, cross the soul."
Qingli was very surprised, wondering how she knew her identity, but she turned her head, "Miss Nine is afraid that she has admitted the wrong person, I am not a soul crossing agent."
Shen Luo was stunned for a moment, "I can't stay long, please, as long as you are willing to help me, I can promise you any request." Qingli then looked at her again, as if it was another person.
Xu was intrigued by curiosity, so he spoke out, "You and that wisteria..."
Shen Luo closed her eyes abruptly, frowned, shook her head as if struggling, and opened her eyes again, "If the girl can follow me into Shen's Mansion, I will tell the girl all this."
The emperor mirage stepped forward, "Miss Shen, look down, your wishful man has also been found, what else is unsatisfactory? Forgive us for not being able to agree to your request."
Her face was instantly as gray as death, and the emperor slapped Qingli's shoulder and said in a low voice: "Let's go, Qingli."
Looking at Shen Luo's painful expression, Qing Li felt unbearable in his heart. After thinking for a while, he looked sideways at the emperor and whispered, "No matter, I'm also very curious. Why don't you help her."
When Shen Luo heard this, she immediately laughed, and she tried to pull Qingli's hand, but was blocked by the emperor's mirage. Then she dropped her hand in a weird manner, "I'm so sorry, I'm so happy. Now, the girl and son, please come with me."
The emperor shook his head towards Qing Li, and said helplessly: "You are still so willful, the more dangerous things you have to do." RS