As soon as Rong Sheng came, the maids retreated on both sides. No one spoke loudly, and even the footsteps retreated were surprisingly consistent.

Xie Wanjin sat in the sedan chair. He was bored. Now, listening to Rong Sheng approaching step by step, he was a little nervous for no reason.

He was so talkative that he jumped off again. He didn't say a word for fear of revealing his stuffing these days. He almost got sick. After waiting for Rong Sheng for a long time, he thought about how to give this man a heavy blow to avenge his "speechless, bitter and unspeakable" these days.

Xie Wanjin waited and waited until Rong Sheng reached out and opened the curtain of the flower sedan, "why, do you have to let this seat invite you down the flower bridge?"

"Yes." Xie Wanjin lifted the red cap, lifted it from the middle with the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and gently turned it into a red flower.

The sun fell and the boy was warm. He stood up with a smile, and the shallow pear vortex on his lips also brought a third of the dandy romantic. "Four brothers are waiting for you, Rongsheng."

"Xie Yu! How could it be you?" the young national teacher with white hair and purple clothes was stiff and his eyes were heavy.

The man is probably really angry.

If it weren't for the silver mask on the upper half of his face, his face would have been ugly and scared to death.

"You brought me back from bafangcheng by yourself, master, you are really a noble and forgetful person." Xie Wanjin felt much better when he saw his appearance. With a slight pick on his fingertips, he directly covered Rong Sheng's head with the red cover he played in his hand, and then gently picked it up.

Like a bridegroom smiling at the bride's frivolous appearance under the lamp.

The maidens of the Imperial College took a breath one after another.

The national master has a very bad reputation outside, not to mention the Western Chu. Looking at all countries, few people dare to be presumptuous in front of him.

It happened that the boy came in a sedan chair. They still couldn't figure out his identity, but he was certainly not an ordinary person in front of the national master.

The next moment.

Rong Sheng raised his hand and directly grabbed Xie Wanjin's throat, "Xie Wanjin, do you have the courage to play with this seat, have you ever thought about leaving your life?"

"Never thought, ah... Hello..." the fourth childe raised his head, his throat was pinched by him, and he was almost out of breath. His face suddenly turned red and purple. He would explain his life here in an instant.

The capital of Western Chu has excellent scenery and sunny weather.

Xie Wanjin felt extremely cold. He had just pulled back to the city. Rong Sheng, the man who must repay, killed him as soon as he shot.

This business is really losing money.

On weekdays, he wore flowers and brushed willows without a regular fourth childe. At the moment, he was pinched by his neck. It was obviously in a mess, but he suddenly smiled at Shang Rongsheng's eyes.

All the men of the Xie family were born very well. Xie Heng took the lead with a sword, followed by Xie Yu's name as the number one scholar. Both of them are famous for their civil and military talents. It doesn't matter how they look.

Only the fourth childe, who wanders around the place of fireworks all day and mingles with a group of friends, laughs like that at this time.

A pair of peach blossom eyes with a little smile, broken, compassionate, with three or four disdain.

Enough to bluff.

Rong Sheng's eyes moved slightly. After all, he didn't give him a dead hand. He raised his hand and threw Xie Wanjin out.

The fourth childe narrowly escaped death. He fell on the ground and vomited. If it weren't for his sore throat, he would have asked the man's ancestors of the 18th generation.

At this time, piansheng had to think about not humiliating Lao Xie's family. He sat up slowly, looked at Rong Sheng and said, "your four brothers are here. If you want to kill them, you're afraid you're timid and don't dare to do it."

Rong Sheng wears a mask for many years and never shows his emotions.

Like the fourth childe of the Xie family, he can be angry and want to kill. He is the first in the world.

The maids huddled in the corner and didn't know whether to go up and persuade them, or as before, they didn't see anything.

Rong Sheng took his hand, walked to Xie Wanjin step by step, looked at him condescending, "Xie Wanjin, I'm tired of seeing you live."

"No, No." Xie Wanjin waved his hand again and again, and his neck was pinched out with a cyan bruise. It really hurt as soon as he opened his mouth.

He said a few words, then lay down on the spot, put his hands behind his ears, and looked at Rong Sheng with such a natural and unrestrained attitude of taking the ground as a bed, "My eldest brother, nothing is good, but there is one thing that no one can compare. That is to hurt my brother. I have been to many aristocratic families in various countries, and there is no one like my eldest brother to protect my weaknesses. He knows that you brought me to Xichu. If I die in your hands, I'm afraid the whole Xichu will be buried with me."

Xie Wanjin is naturally romantic. He always talks with a smile. In this situation, saying such words makes his back cool.

Rongsheng stood with his hands down, looked at him with dark eyes, and didn't speak for a moment.

Xie Wanjin said with a smile, "I have nothing outstanding in my life. It would be a rare blessing if I could set off disputes between the two countries and be recorded in the history. I still made money. Master, do you think so?"

The waitresses have never seen such a noble childe rushing to die. It can be seen that the good-looking people in this life are not very good-looking.

It was silent for a moment, and the whole Guoshi mansion was quiet.

The wind blows on the lake, the water is shining, and the flying flowers fall slowly. The scenery is beautiful, but the two people have their own thoughts.

Rong grew up and stood upright. He quietly looked at Xie Wanjin for a while and suddenly smiled, "you said Xie Heng? He can't protect himself. How can he have time to manage you?"

Xie Wanjin's eyes were slightly heavy. He raised his hand and caught a piece of flying flowers to cover his eyes. His thin lips gently recalled, "my parents' brother's life is hard. If you don't believe it, you'll see."

Just this sentence.

Xie Wanjin's face returned to normal, took his words to his lips, smiled and looked casual.

Rongsheng suddenly leaned down. The silver mask refracted the sun and fell into Xie Wanjin's eyes. He almost blinded the fourth childe's eyes, and his heart was in a mess, "Rongsheng, you..."

Halfway through his words, Rong Sheng picked up the whole person.

then.

According to the rumor, the master who was so wise and close to the demon suddenly began to walk on the eaves and walls. He came and went like the wind on the highest eaves, leaving only a residual shadow in mid air.

The maids were confused: "

I have no idea what the way is.

Until a moment later, the wailing voice of Mr. Xie came from the air, circling around the beam, which was almost endless.

"Hey... Rong Sheng, what's the matter with you? If you can't beat my eldest brother, will you trouble your four brothers?!"

"Stop... Stop! If you fly around like this, I'll die!"

"Rongsheng... You're so fucking unreasonable. You have the ability to hit me! What's the matter with such a cheap trick?"

Xie Wanjin howled and hugged his arm. He was so scared that Jun's face was pale and his eyes didn't dare to open.

A long time later.

Rong Sheng threw Xie Wanjin into the lake. He only heard a "plop" and the water splashed everywhere.

The ghost cried and howled constantly, so that all the maids couldn't help covering their ears. Mr. Xie sank into the water, and there were no waves in the lake.

The people who had just made a fuss and almost demolished the whole Guoshi mansion suddenly disappeared.

Rongsheng stood not far away, his hands under his sleeves gently closed.

A few steps away, the maids looked at the lake from time to time and whispered:

"Can't he swim?"

"Even if I could... I'm afraid I forgot all about being carried around by the master..."

"I don't think he will survive..."

Rong Sheng frowned, flew to the lake and just bent over to see it.

The man under the water suddenly emerged from the lake and brought a large amount of water light, which splashed on him.

Now, even wearing a mask can't stop the national master's dark face.

"Rong Sheng." Xie Wanjin was wet and lying on the bank. The young man's face was still very pale. Piansheng wanted to pretend to have an expression of "I have nothing, but you're miserable" and smiled at him, "it's easy to ask God to send God, haven't you heard that?"