Knocking footsteps approaching liuyin’s eyes were hazy with pain. When the man appeared, he couldn’t see the other person’s face clearly, but soon she saw clearly and remembered who Zongjin was-such a rare and beautiful face that she couldn’t forget even if she wanted to.

When I first entered the Zhiyun Building, it was completely different. At this moment, Zong Jin Jin Yi deepened and the long knife was worn at the waist. Compared with then, it was totally different.
"Grandpa Liu didn’t expect me to come back to see you alive, did he?" Zong Jin grinned and the evil spirits were weird.
"What do you want?" Liu Yin pretended to be calm but trembled uncontrollably because of the pain. "You may not know that I am from Yong Men’s family. If you dare to touch me, your game will be ten times worse than before."
"What a Yong Men’s" another sound came from the room, and the man slowly came out from behind Zongjin with chilling stress. "It’s all so arrogant next to Yong Men’s. You can be respectful to Huangfu when you fly to appear before him."
Yongmenfei is Liuyin’s cousin and now the master of Yong Men’s family in Dongting.
Hearing a man calling his cousin by his first name, Liu Yin gasped and looked at the strange man, but before she could see the man’s face clearly, she noticed that the man’s belt was loose and flabby.
The arrangement of four ribs is difficult for people to pay attention to.
She remembered that Zong Jin used to wear clothes embroidered with four ribs.
At that time, she felt that even if this base book was really about the family members, the East Pavilion and the four cities were thousands of miles apart, wouldn’t it be a base book that came all the way to offend Yong Men?
The fact was right in front of her eyes, and she had guessed the opposite.
And after a pause, Liuyin gasped and reluctantly said intermittently, "Hector, Hector even came all the way to Dongting. No, it can’t be to avenge a base, right? ….. You let me live. My cousin and I grew up together. You can take my life and blackmail my cousin … ""Blackmail? " Helianheng didn’t ask her to say that finish. "Are you serious that Yong Men is also the most popular name, so you can be an equal with me? I was afraid when the four Dongsi families were in the same breath; But now, if Yongmenfei obeys me and confesses to leave you Yong Men’s blood, it still depends on my mood. "
"… you talk a lot today," Zong Jin joked. "Did you see the beauty talk too much?"
"I didn’t know your eyes were bad until today" He Lianheng replied "Shadow"
As soon as he finished the movie, he suddenly jumped from the roof like a ghost, which startled Zongjin.
Shadow leaned down and set "in" in front of He Lianheng.
"Take people to my command," the man said. "Seal off this street. Whether it’s a prostitute or a guest, don’t hurt people or let them go."
"Yes!"
Even constant finish as if also too liuyin eyesore took ZongJin hand and turned around and re-entered the fat cloud floor.
Zong Jin didn’t get rid of him. It seems that he has become accustomed to intimacy. Since he won’t have much reaction to skin dating, he is reluctant to go. "Where are you going?" What is street closure for? ….. Don’t drag me! "
"These smoky places need to stay more."
"Wait, wait, I have work to do!" Zong Jin caught him backhand. "Don’t go yet, I have work to do."
"What is it?"
"meet someone"
Zong Jin turned to attack and he dragged He Lianheng to the depths of the second floor.
"See who?"
"A Xianer" Zong Jindao "looks pretty good"
The man suddenly sank his face and said, "I’ve suffered a lot here."
"What …?"
"I don’t think you can see even this kind of prostitute."
He Lianheng talking about ZongJin kicking the second floor with one foot and one door "huh? What are you talking about? "
"You are not white?"
"I’m white … I found it." Zong Jinsong opened him and suddenly got into a room. He didn’t look back once and naturally didn’t know that He Lianheng blanched and frowned.
He looked around the room and said, "For a long time? Long? "
Chapter one hundred and ninety-two the king of vinegar LianHengHeng ()
He Lianheng had already smelled the sweet and greasy spice in the room before he entered it.
He couldn’t help frowning and stopping at the door, but Zong Jin didn’t seem to smell it, or he didn’t hate the sweetness and went deep into the room, but one person in the room, Zong Jin, shouted "Long" and opened the bedspread and curtain.
"Strange" looked for a moment and Zong Jin couldn’t help saying, "I remember this room."
"This room?"
"I was injured in this room," Zong Jin whispered.
"That person will take your place?"
"Yeah, that’s him for me."
It’s nothing but medicine. It’s nothing. The more practical it is, the more Kuang Zongjin’s character is. He Lianheng knows better than anyone that he is dull and clumsy about love and has no preference for beauty. What attracts Zongjin is not a gorgeous crowd, but a good bow and a good knife.
Even though he knew, even though he knew