Chapter 82 The head is full of shit Eighty percent of the people in the banquet hall were men, and the rest were dancers, prostitutes or maids. In the second half of the banquet, most of the people were already drunk. Many people drank the five-stone powder with warm wine, took off their clothes on the spot, and jumped into the ice pool with the beautiful prostitute in their arms... When Shi Xuanying came in, she saw a room full of half-dressed men and women, tangled together. At first glance, I thought I had entered Huanxitian’s dojo. In the mad chaos, the group of seven or eight people near the front seat stood out. Although their hair was half-covered, their clothes were neatly worn. The beautiful prostitutes beside them were just pouring wine and serving vegetables. Several people's eyes fell on Shi Xuanying. Some were scrutinizing, some were critical, some were surprised, and some were amazed... Most of the beauties from Qu State are big-boned, tall and bright, like dazzling gems, while the beauties from Xiao Chen State are slender and delicate, with delicate and white skin, like mutton-fat white jade. . However, the piece of "mutton fat jade" in front of me is particularly different. There was nothing gentle at all in her slightly upward eyes, not even cold. When she looked at people, she seemed to be looking down at ants. Defiant, indifferent, cold.
"Beauty!" A man who had eaten Wu Shi San pulled off his belt and rushed over. Shi Xuanying didn't even think twice and kicked the man in the heart. As the man fell to the ground with a loud bang and vomited blood, the banquet hall fell silent for an instant, and the atmosphere suddenly became weird. The middle-aged man in the first seat had eyes filled with brilliance and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Come here." Upon hearing this, Shi Xuanying walked forward without any hurry. Before entering the house, Shi Xuanying decided to endure the humiliation. No matter whether the other party cut her flesh and gouged out her eyes, or stepped on her feet and insulted her, she would never fight back or retaliate. What did she say about "people have to bow their heads under the eaves" and " A gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years" is engraved in my mind... However, within a few moments of entering, she kicked someone away. It is not to blame that Shi Xuanying was careless and did not consider this matter. In her habitual understanding, the classification of monks is: strong and weak. She does not reject things between men and women, nor has she ever been interested in them. After all, is there anyone in this world who can be more interesting than a knife? Besides, the people in this room were extremely turbid, so there was no need to endure the humiliation and bear the burden to such an extent. "Is it possible that Princess Wen Jiang has forgotten her identity? Why don't she salute Lord Yong'an?" a beautiful prostitute asked with a smile. Her tone was calm, not difficult, not even a question. Shi Xuanying stared at Yong'an Junqushan in the first place, nodded her head, and said hello. She lowered her hands, and the hairpin in her sleeve slipped from her hand. If things went wrong, she could hijack Qu Shan at any time. Qu Shan narrowed his eyes: "You don't look like Princess Wenjiang, who are you?" "I am indeed not Chen Wenjiang." Shi Xuanying suddenly stepped forward before finishing her sentence, grabbed Qu Shan's hair, and put the hairpin on his neck, "Someone is paying for your life, but I changed my mind. If you can buy someone for four thousand gold, it’s not difficult to spend ten thousand gold, right?” Shi Xuanying simply followed his words and made up a new identity for herself. Anyway, in this world, both the killer and the slave may die at any time. There is not much difference. The killer is still free after all.
Shi Xuanying has been the master of the sword sect for hundreds of years. She is very good at licking blood from the edge of a knife, but she is definitely not good at groveling. "Follow me and have someone prepare tens of thousands of gold and send it outside Beicheng." Shi Xuanying threatened. At first, Qu Shan only thought it was interesting. However, when the hairpin pierced the flesh without hesitation, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent: "Do as she said." Qu Shan secretly gestured and ordered. Guards shooter Xuan Ying. Shi Xuanying sneered and poked another section of the hairpin in: "The rats hiding on trees, roofs, and courtyard walls can't save you. Be honest. If the hairpin goes in even half an inch, you will be covered in blood." ” Qu Shan wasn't sure if she was bluffing, but the secret guards were horrified. She can distinguish the location of secret guards, so when she is held hostage, she can always hide her vital points behind Qu Shan. Qu Shan was tall and almost completely covered her up. The secret guards who were waiting for an opportunity to rescue her in the dark never found the chance. A banquet happened to be held in Qu Mansion today, and there were many carriages parked at the door, which was convenient for Shi Xuanying. Until she dragged Qu Shan into a carriage and forced the driver to leave, many people failed to realize that a weak woman actually kidnapped Qu Shan in front of everyone! As soon as the carriage drove out of the alley, Shi Xuanying noticed that no one was following behind her, so she immediately stunned Qu Shan with a palm, and ordered the coachman to speed up and drive to the north of the city. Then she quietly turned over and jumped out, with a few ups and downs, and disappeared. In the vast darkness. Qu's Mansion was full of people, but the Wang Mansion, which was only a street away, was very beautiful. Shi Xuanying sneaked in quietly and was looking for something to disguise her identity when she suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from inside the house. It's not that the voice is familiar, but the tone of voice is exactly the same as Zhuang Qiqi. "Your Majesty..." The woman's coquettish voice in the bed tent wished she could make all the twists and turns, "I am still seriously ill and I am afraid that my illness will be passed on to Your Majesty, so I cannot serve you." The man in brocade clothes outside opened the curtain and was greeted by a pair of autumn eyes. The woman is mature and charming, with a beautiful face. Even the quilt covering her body cannot hide her undulating curves. Her eyes are pleading like she can speak, making her bones feel numb. There were a group of fierce and beautiful wives and concubines in the backyard of the rich and powerful prince. They had never seen such a tender-hearted woman. They immediately stepped forward and held the beauty's catkin with a smile: "I am not an impatient person. You can rest assured and rest." Zhuang Qiqi didn't care what he thought in his heart, as long as he achieved his goal: "Your Majesty saved me from fire and water, and I can't repay you even if I am shattered into pieces." "How can I be willing to break you to pieces?" The prince grabbed her hand. Zhuang Qiqi leaned into his arms and buried his face in his chest. He rolled his eyes and secretly cursed the old pervert. Take care of your body, but now...sigh..." When Shi Xuanying heard this, she felt happy, it was confirmed! It’s Zhuang Qiqi! "Come here!" The prince couldn't hear this, and immediately raised his voice and ordered, "Get all the jade from the king's warehouse!" "Your Majesty, you are so kind!" Zhuang Qiqi said this with true feelings, but she knew the truth of "a wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a steal, and a steal is worse than being unable to steal", so she immediately coaxed him away with sweet words. As soon as the people left, Zhuang Qiqi immediately retracted into the tent, pulled open his clothes, and saw the eighteen storage bags hanging well inside his clothes. Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard a slight noise at the window. The wind lifted the bed tent, and a man rolled in. When Shi Xuanying saw the storage bags all over her body, she was stunned for a moment and said in shock: "You claimed the owner of the storage bags with blood dripping?!" After entering this mustard, only things that recognize their owner with blood will follow their owner, and other things outside the body will disappear directly. Zhuang Qiqi's eighteen storage bags were all there, which meant that she owned all eighteen storage bags with blood! Seeing this scene, Shi Xuanying wanted to pry open her head to see what was inside. Monks will not randomly shed blood to identify their owners. First, the object that sheds blood to identify its owner is bound to a person. Once it is damaged, the owner will be injured. Therefore, normal people will only use this method to bind some extremely rare things. The second is that after forming a bond with the spiritual treasure, the future cultivation is closely related to it. The lower the level of the thing that recognizes the owner, and the more items there are, the harder it will be for the owner to enter the country. It has to be said that Zhuang Qiqi is a bit suicidal.
"Master, master?" Zhuang Qiqi also recognized the person after hearing this familiar tone. Shi Xuanying sighed greatly: "I said you have no problem with your qualifications, how come you haven't built a foundation yet! Isn't all the shit in your head?!" (End of this chapter)
