Qin Yuesheng leaned against the railing and said, "What else can I say? I invested three thousand taels. If he dares to say that Murong Yuhan's first place is someone else, I will go over and break his legs by 20%."
Du Beilun was ashamed: "Don't be so overbearing. People like us who are born with a silver spoon in our mouths should not rely on our family's reputation to bully others. We should win people over with virtue.
At this time, Ouyang Haochen shouted from downstairs: "Murong Yuhan, three thousand taels, the young master of the Qin family."
Qin Yuesheng smiled and said, "You see, I'm definitely number one."
Du Bailun: "Then I should be too."
"Xie Yanran, two thousand two hundred taels, Young Master Li."
Du Beilun was stunned.
Qin Yuesheng turned his head and looked downstairs: "Two thousand two hundred taels, that's not a small amount, Beren, how much did you give to the woman you chose?"
No one responded to him.
Instead, the excited voices of Lu Juncheng and his group were heard.
"Beren, don't be impulsive. You must not be impulsive."
"Yes, Beren, it's fun to be impulsive, but you must not be impulsive."
"It's just that you didn't get selected. It's okay. We can find another one. We have enough money."
Qin Yuesheng turned around and saw Du Beilun standing on a wooden chair and about to rush out.
"Damn it! Who is it! Whoever invested a hundred taels more than me? I'm going to give him a 20% discount!"
Qin Yuesheng: "..."
As the saying goes, a night of spring is worth a thousand gold. Qin Yuesheng had no time to care what Du Beilun wanted to do. Led by the maid in Tianxian Pavilion, he went directly to the room where Murong Yuhan lived in the pavilion.
The money has been spent and the time has been waited, and now it is naturally time to reap the fruits of victory.
Cao Zhengchun followed Qin Yuesheng three steps away, holding his own sword and Niu Tao's fine iron sword in his hands.
"Young Master, do you need me to hold your knife?" Cao Zhengchun asked as he reached the door of the room.
Qin Yuesheng patted the evil-suppressing knife at his waist and said with a smile, "Even though there are thousands of things that are inconvenient for me to hold in my hands, this is the only thing I must carry with me."
"Then I'll stand outside the door and wait."
"No need." Qin Yuesheng patted the other person's shoulder and said, "Go find a girl you like and put it on my account."
"This, this is not good, young master." Cao Zhengchun scratched his head.
"You're almost grinning from ear to ear, yet you're still being stubborn." Qin Yuesheng waved his hand, "Get out of here right now. Otherwise, what's the point of you staying outside? Are you trying to eavesdrop?"
"Okay." Cao Zhengchun left immediately.
When we work with the young master, he eats the meat and we drink the soup.
Pushing the door open and walking into the room, there was a faint fragrance in Murong Yuhan's boudoir.
Like the scent of some kind of flower.
On the bed, Murong Yuhan, who had changed into a loose long skirt, was sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs together and slightly tilted to the left.
"Young Master Qin." Murong Yuhan raised her head shyly and looked at Qin Yue.
Her long hair falls like a waterfall, falling over her shoulders.
The cherry lips are bright red and juicy.
She has an icy temperament and a charming look.
Beautiful, so beautiful.
Qin Yuesheng walked up to the woman and lifted her chin with his hand.
"I heard that you only sell your art and not your body. Why did you come to participate in the Oiran Conference this time?" Qin Yuesheng said with a condescending smile.
"I need money."
"This young master is very rich."
"Then I have met the right person." Murong Yuhan stretched out his arms and hugged Qin Yuesheng's waist.
From an angle he couldn't see, Murong Yuhan's hands suddenly underwent a surprising change. The nails on his ten fingers grew as fast as bamboo shoots after a rain. In less than a blink of an eye, they were several inches long.
Puff!!!
Qin Yuesheng was completely unprepared, and ten bloody holes were instantly pierced in his lower back. At the same time, a chill flowed into his body through the wounds, freezing Qin Yuesheng's waist as if it was against a large piece of Arctic ice.
"You!" Qin Yuesheng was shocked, and his subconscious reaction was to punch Murong Yuhan in the face.
But the opponent's neck was like a loach, and it dodged by sticking to Qin Yuesheng's arm, and at the same time bit Qin Yuesheng's arm fiercely. A large number of earthworm-like red blood vessels burst out from Murong Yuhan's mouth and all inserted into Qin Yuesheng's arm.
This woman is not human!
In a flash, Qin Yuesheng immediately drew the Xie-Suppressing Knife from his waist with his other hand and chopped it out at the fastest speed. However, Murong Yuhan didn't care at all and didn't take Qin Yuesheng's attack seriously at all. He planned to avoid it easily as he did before.
However, the real power of the Evil-Suppressing Sword is not the fact that it is a weapon, but the material it is made of.
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