Chapter 242 No farewell~
"Zhu Hongling..."
Qin Lang murmured, looking at the masked man standing in front of him with his arms crossed, and then suddenly realized that although the other person was She is tall and slender, but her figure is indeed that of a woman, half a circle smaller than that of a big man like herself.
In terms of height, he is actually a little taller than Gu Jin.
Of course, Gu Jin's height is already considered tall among women.
However, something happened so suddenly that Qin Lang was still somewhat incredulous. He rubbed his hands and recalled the feeling of his fingertips touching the opponent's throat. He hesitated and said:
"[Thousand Hands Running Thunder and Falling Pear Knife" 】That Ben Lei? "
"I'm not. "
"You are? "
"..."
This kid...
That's not right.
This sister...
The little mouth is quite slippery...
"Oh, yes, Qin thanked my sister for taking care of the silver bottle."
Qin Lang said respectfully, and Zhu Hongling laughed briskly after hearing this:
" Ha~, are you thanking me? "
"I..."
Qin Lang felt depressed again:
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"I'm her...boyfriend..."
Boyfriend?
This is the first time I heard that friends can be divided into men and women. Zhu Hongling shook her head and circled on the spot, then tiptoed a little, jumped to a rockery nearby and sat up:
"After all, you're not the consort, are you?"
"Of course not..."
"Tch, then why are you so arrogant about thanking me? I just came to stay in this boring house because of your majesty's request. I have nothing to do with you. If you want to thank me, the princess will come to thank me in person. That's right."
"..."
Qin Lang originally wanted to express his goodwill, but was left speechless by Zhu Hongling's words and fell silent.
“Hello.”
Zhu Hongling bent over, supporting her knees with her right elbow and her chin with her palm, looking at Qin Lang in a daze below:
"By the way, how do you know that I am an elder sister and not a younger sister?"
"Ah, this..."
Qin Lang didn't expect that she would ask this question. He organized some words and said:
"First of all, I heard you call Jin'er "Little Jin", so I feel that you are not too young."
"Yeah, then what? ~”
Perhaps as Zhu Hongling said, she was bored enough in the princess's mansion. Anyway, she was full of interest in Qin Lang at the moment. The movement of holding her chin with one hand changed to holding her chin with both hands, showing a girlish look. Seemingly agile.
"Then...just make an estimate."
"How to estimate?"
"For example, the current empress, in terms of strength and merit, is a natural figure, and She is twenty-six years old. As for Master Ben Lei, Qin thinks it should be at the level of a master... Such strength is normal if she is the same age as the Holy Master, or older, but if she is much younger than the Holy Master, for example If you are just twenty like Qin, then you are too evil, and you are not likely to be more of a genius than the Empress."
Shua——
As soon as Qin Lang finished speaking, Zhu Hongling's figure on the rockery suddenly seemed to disappear out of thin air, and then reappeared in front of Qin Lang in the blink of an eye. The silver mask was less than a finger away from Qin Lang's face:
"When I say you, are you mocking me for not being as talented as Su Yupan?"
Calling the empress by name, Qin Lang's throat moved:
"Qin Moujue Not meant to be sarcastic.”
“Really?”
"Yes."
Qin Lang's expression remained unchanged and his heart did not beat:
"What Qin said is the truth."
"Oh...?"
Zhu Hongling raised her head slightly. Although she was wearing a mask, Qin Lang could imagine her slightly narrowed eyes.
Qin Lang is not crazy. There is nothing wrong with being a half-step master in front of a master.
It’s just that Qin Lang felt that in a situation like this, it would be right for him to jump a little bit.
Don’t many novels contain this kind of plot?
......
A certain brat met a big boss, and then he didn’t compliment him at all. Instead, he said something that seemed to offend the big boss. As a result, the big boss would look up to the sky. He laughed, patted the brat on the shoulder and said:
"Yes, you are very arrogant and have the same demeanor as I did back then."
Then the boss will teach the brat some peerless martial arts, or he may become the brat's protective umbrella from then on.
……
Crack.
Sure enough, after Qin Lang "offended" Master Zhu Benlei, the other party also patted Qin Lang on the shoulder. "Little brother, yes, you are very arrogant..."
Okay, the bet was right.
The corners of Qin Lang's mouth, which was still a little nervous, began to curl up a little.
Then it collapsed again when it was halfway up.
"...being so arrogant means that you really deserve a beating..."
"Huh? No, Lord Benlei...I..."
Obviously, there is a slight gap between reality and Qin Lang's imagination.
Before Qin Lang could react, a few rays of silver light like electric snakes had already wrapped around Zhu Hongling's right hand, which was covered with strips of cloth.
Bang——!
A veritable thunder punch.
It's so simple and crude for a grandmaster sister to teach a bad brother to a half-step master. After all, they are all masters and don't have to worry about crushing each other with just a touch.
But even so, when the golden light of Gu Xin's palms shook for a moment, Qin Lang still flew out in embarrassment, his body stopped two or three feet away, and a "wow" escaped from the corner of his mouth. Blood comes.
"As expected of Lord Ben Lei..."
Qin Lang spit out a mouthful of old blood on the ground, and cupped his hands dumbfounded:
"...amazing."
"That's right~ we are the master~"
Zhu Hongling happily accepted Qin Lang's compliment, and it was obvious that it was sincere, so she inadvertently used the terminology and habits of the northern region of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
As for the blood at the corner of Qin Lang's mouth, neither of them was pretentious.
Because both parties know very well that for martial arts masters of their level, whether it is physical training with powerful external skills or majestic internal protection, the strength of the internal organs is no longer comparable to that of ordinary people. The punch just now seemed to cause blood vomiting, but in fact it was just a slight shock to a very small blood vessel, so it was no big deal.
But it still hurts a lot.
"Lord Ben Lei..."
"Okay, you don't have to doubt."
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Hongling sat on the rockery again, looking down at Qin Lang under the moonlight:
"Little brother, I admit that in addition to teaching you a lesson for your arrogance, this punch did also involve some personal grudges. Who told you to break that person's heart?"
Zhu Hong As Ling spoke, she raised her head and looked in the direction of the princess's boudoir:
"Don't forget my identity. No matter what, she is protected by me. If you bully her, of course I have to deal with you to make amends. Do you understand?"
"Qin understands..."
It was his own fault. Qin Lang said in his heart that he had indeed hurt Yin Ping's heart. Yin Ping only slapped him. It was neither painful nor itchy physically. There was nothing wrong with letting Ben Lei make up for it. :
"...This punch is indeed far less than what I owe Yin Ping."
"What, what, what, what?"
However, what he didn't expect was that when Zhu Hongling heard Qin Lang's emotion, she suddenly jumped down from the rockery in dissatisfaction. She raised her hand and pushed Qin Lang's chest. Her little arm, which obviously didn't look strong, forcefully pushed her Qin Lang just pushed again and took a few steps back.
"What is your debt to Su Yinping? That is your business! It is Xiao Jin's business! What I am talking about is your debt to the Holy Emperor! To our family Su Yupan!"
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"Ah, you are big! Don't you think you only owe Su Yinping, right?"
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Qin Lang couldn't deny that he owed a lot of women so far.
“Don’t forget, those named Qin, that Su Yupan is the emperor. Have you ever heard of any emperor in any dynasty or generation doing all kinds of things for the sake of a friend? Emperors shouldn’t do all kinds of things. Things that don’t need to be done?”
“For example...?”
“For example...like compromising with my sister, taking detours, thinking about this and that...Oh, I can’t tell. That’s what you mean!”
Zhu Hongling slapped her left fist and her right palm and said something very rebellious:
"Anyway, if I were the emperor and fell in love with a certain man, then there would be no need to think about it. I could just send someone or go there myself, and just capture him and take him back to the harem! What about the other sisters? If they don't obey, I'll spank them! What kind of rumors from outsiders? If you don’t accept it, you’ll be beheaded!”
“…”
“Huh! You’re already an emperor, and you’re still an emperor with such great martial arts skills, why do you still have to grind your teeth to find a man? You can't do whatever you want? Isn't it true that the emperor is in vain?"
"..."
Qin Lang's eyebrows jumped and he didn't know what to say. .
I can only say that this Lord Ben Lei... is really tough...
"So, I don't care whether you owe Su Yinping or not. I am personally on the side of the Holy Lord. As for my feelings towards the Holy Lord and the Lord... The attitude of your emotional entanglement...I think you can hear it, it's actually very simple."
Zhu Hongling waved her seemingly small fists twice in the air, her voice full of emotion. A kind of heroic calmness and confidence:
“If you like a man, just rely on your own strength to grab it! There’s no other way~!”
(End of this chapter)
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