Chapter 282 Desire

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Qiu Jin took back the flask, took another sip, and asked casually, "Has Xun Lingjun's health been okay in the past few years?"

Who knows when Hu Ying hears this?

His expression immediately changed.

He stopped talking and just gritted his teeth, even his cheeks puffed up.

Like an enraged beast.

Qiu Jin saw something wrong with his face, frowned slightly, and asked tentatively: "What's wrong?"

At this moment, Hu Ying's eyes were full of anger, and even his facial features became ferocious. He clenched a fist and said in a deep voice: "Our lord has been kidnapped..."

"What?!"

Qiu Jin stared in shock and said, "Who did it?"

At this time, Princess Ye Yiran of the Western Regions dragged the prince of the vassal who was like a dead dog, the chivalrous girl Zhao Manman, and the green-robed guest Ling Zhen.

Three people and a "dog" walked over from a short distance together.

"It's Wu Gou."

When Zhao Manman, who was born with a temperament similar to that of a heroic man, approached, she said in a low voice, "Our lord was kidnapped by Wu Gou."

Qiu Jin became more and more surprised. He blinked rapidly, feeling unbelievable and asked tremblingly: "Wu Gou...isn't he your brother Pao Ze?!"

"It used to be, but not anymore!"

Hu Ying gritted her teeth and said, "That evil beast not only participated in kidnapping the Lord, but also viciously stabbed Zhao Baima who was trying to stop him, seriously injuring him. Brother Baima's life was hanging by a thread, but fortunately the herbal medicine was effective... It was almost, only a little bit, My brother Zhao can’t be saved.”

Zhao Manman's eyes were very determined and his words were sonorous, "This guy betrayed the master first and seriously injured my brother later. If I, Zhao Manman, don't kill this thief with my own hands, I will never be a human being!"

"He...why did he do this?"

Qiu Jin asked with a frown.

Hu Ying shook her head, "We only know that the dog surnamed Wu ran to seek refuge with the old worshiper in Phoenix Pond. I guess it was the old worshipper's idea to kidnap the master."

"Old worshiper?"

Qiu Jin was puzzled.

"I also heard what Brother Baima said. That day when Manman and I were out, that bastard Wu Gou lured the wolf into the house and brought the old worshiper into the lord's room. Brother Baima swore to protect the lord to the death and started a big battle with the old worshipper, but was brutally beaten by Wu Gou. Hook attacked from behind and almost died at the hands of that ungrateful bitch!"

After hearing what Hu Ying said, Qiu Jin couldn't help but be filled with indignation. He opened his eyes wide and said seriously: "Where are they now?"

Zhao Manman stomped on Zhou Jie's chest hard, causing the latter to moan repeatedly, "In the Prince Wu's Mansion in Daliang City, King Wu Zhou Qi was very fond of that damn old priest and spent huge sums of money to give her We built an artificial pond and called it 'Phoenix Pond', our lord should be there!"

When Qiu Jin heard this, he spat in Zhou Jie's face and cursed: "You bitch, your family is really rich!"

The Prince of Wu had accidentally broken an arm just now. The bones were exposed, he was sweating profusely, and he was almost fainting from the pain.

Because Ling Zhen's Qinglong True Qi entered his body, even though the amount was very small, he was able to avoid complete fainting.

Can only stay awake.

Just carrying this heart-wrenching pain like this!

Now being controlled by others, Zhou Jie, who was used to being arrogant and domineering, was so frightened that he didn't even dare to move for fear of losing his life.

Qiu Jin glanced at his good brother Ling Zhen, and Ye Yiran, whose cultivation level was not too weak now, with an excited attitude, and said in a loud voice: "Let's go to that bullshit Phoenix Pond. Kill the old worshiper and rescue Lord Xun Ling!"

Ling Zhen, a young man in green robes, knelt down and looked at the little prince Zhou Jie who was dying from pain. He patted his face and said with a smile: "Your Highness, please lead the way. We are going to your house to make a scene. It’s been a while.”

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Daliang City, Prince Wu's Mansion.

Bottom of Phoenix Pond.

In a brightly lit and beautifully decorated room, there is a huge sandalwood chair.

The chair was covered with a thick felt made from the furs of countless exotic animals.

There was a woman wearing a long red dress with long hair like frost and snow, lying on her side on the felt in a leisurely manner.

Next to her is a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples.

The man wore a golden embroidered robe.

There is a majestic and domineering five-clawed golden dragon woven on the robe!

The white-haired woman is obviously not young anymore. There are obvious wrinkles on her skin, which cannot be covered up even with a thick layer of rouge.

The facial features are extremely exquisite.

Especially those two big round eyes, like black pearls in the deep sea.

She stared at the middle-aged man next to her who was so lawless that he even dared to wear a dragon robe, her red lips curled up slightly.

His eyes were filled with tender love like water.

The white-haired woman came closer, stretched out a thin finger, and slowly drew a circle on the middle-aged man's chest.

Soft and charming.

It's called charming.

But the man in the dragon robe was sitting upright at this moment, his expression was extremely solemn, and he was not moved at all.

"Wei Lang, why are you so serious?"

The woman in the red dress playfully asked, "Are you unhappy and comfortable wearing the clothes I made for you?"

The man named Wei turned his head and said in a deep voice: "Jiang Qin, I am no longer the emperor. Wearing these clothes is against the rules..."

"But you've obviously already worn it."

The woman giggled wildly, her branches trembling wildly.

The man hurriedly turned his head back, no longer looking at the guy who was causing him trouble.

The white-haired woman came closer, and her white face covered with makeup was almost touching the man.

Audible distance when blowing.

The woman stretched out her arm, gently hugged the man's shoulder, and said softly: "Wei Lang, no one in the world understands your thoughts better than me. What are you saying about 'unruly'?" In fact, I am still happy in my heart, just because... you still want to be the emperor!"

"Jiangqin!"

The man glared and shouted sternly, "Don't ever say such heart-wrenching words again!"

The white-haired woman smiled lightly, "Wei Lang, what are you afraid of? This room is built under the pond. No matter what you say, the people above will not hear it. What's more, you have already put on your clothes. If you don't wear a dragon robe, it's already treasonous. Are you afraid that others will criticize you? A man dares to do it, but he doesn't dare to live up to it?"

The man's body trembled slightly and he was completely speechless for a moment, "I..."

"Wei Lang, I know what you are afraid of."

The woman's eyebrows were crooked and she said with a smile, "What you are afraid of is your own heart, the 'ambition' that is ready to revive the country, right?"

As she spoke, she used her hand to touch the man's heart unscrupulously.

Any desire in the world is like an unstoppable double-edged sword.

Hurt others and hurt yourself!