MTL - Mei Gongqing-Chapter 128 Chen Rong’s decision

Yan Jun stared coldly at Chen Rong.

Slowly, his eyes were picked up, and a violent smoldering flame was burning in the smoldering flame. "What are you talking about?" He repeated and replied: "What are you talking about?"

The sound came from deep, sullen and loud, and let some guards could not help but hold the scabbard.

Chen Rong is a smile.

She looked at her quietly, her mouth was slightly raised, her voice was light, and her tone was very indifferent. "Hey General, Arong doesn't like you, and doesn't want to marry you!"

Her mouth was slightly raised, she was lifted slightly, her waist was twisted, and she turned and prepared to leave.

Just then, an iron arm caught her wrist.

The iron hand slammed Chen Rong so that she could take a few steps back. He kicked his toes and slammed it. Chen Rong’s knees hurt, and he couldn’t help but feel soft and kneel in front of his feet. .

He stared at him with a high court.

Slowly, his cold knife on Wang Hong’s neck was recycled, and it pointed to Chen Rong.

The knife is cold and straight into the bone.

Chen Rong, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly raised his head.

She didn't look at the glare of the knife, and looked straight at it. Slowly, she glanced at her eyes and smiled softly: "The general is angry? This is not good. I want the general hero I, if it is a common The charming woman is angry, and everyone in the world will laugh."

Her laughter is still tender and gentle, and she looks at his dawn, drifting, and screaming.

The knives are slowly coming forward.

With his movements, Chen Rong had to look up, look up, and look up again...

Even with this head raised, the smile on her face is still charming and moving.

Looking at Chen Rong like this, I don’t know why, Wang Hong sighed low.

He stepped forward.

When he was glaring at Chen Rong, he suddenly felt the vest cold!

It was a sword and it was straight against him.

Then, a gentle and gentle sound line came, "General, let go."

It was Wang Hong who used the sword to reach him.

Wang Hong’s move is obviously far from unexpected. He slowly turned his head.

Looking at the blood flow around the neck with his eyes, the smile on his face is still elegant and elegant, Wang Hong, picking a thick eyebrow, slowly, he said dumbly: "A good pair of dogs and men with deep meaning !"

Having said that, he slammed and slashed into the sheath.

Just as this action was made, Wang Hong also handed the sword in the middle of the hand and handed it to the side. A guard quickly took over.

His gaze turned from Wang Hong and looked at Chen Rong again.

Looking forward to slowly standing up, Chen Rong, who had ink on his face like a satin, suddenly said: "You appeared in front of the two armed forces that day, but wanted to die?"

Chen Rong did not think that he would suddenly ask this and slowly looked up.

She looked at her, and her long eyelashes flicked and she didn't answer.

He waved his hand and shouted to the guards of the Wang family around him: "Retreat a little."

The guards glimpsed and looked at Wang Hong.

Wang Hongguang waved his sleeve.

At the moment, they brushed their heads and stepped back. It seems that after ten steps of inadvertent withdrawal, these Wangjia guards stopped, and they still surrounded the three people in a scattered manner, still prepared to isolate the eyes of everyone looking at it.

When the guards retired, an aunt came to Wang Hong to see the wooden box she was holding, with white satin and wound medicine. I wanted to be ready to wrap Wang Hong.

When she approached, Wang Hong looked at Chen Rong inadvertently, and when Chen Rong looked at the neck where he bleed from time to time, he took back his gaze.

Then, Wang Hong glanced at the niece. This is the eye, the prostitute immediately turned a blessing, slowly retreating.

He opened his mouth again, and his voice was a little dumb. "The reason you are looking for death is because he touched you?"

Chen Rong did not answer.

The thick eyebrows wrinkled, and he asked again in a dumb voice: "He touched you, you want to find death... You are so fierce for me, why do you have to maintain him in all kinds?"

This time, the voice of the cockroach fell, Chen Rong smiled.

He whispered and laughed as she looked at him.

Looking up at the man who looked at her for more than a decade, Chen Rong mouthed a smile and smiled softly: "General, I will not be mad at you for the rest of my life!" When reviving the raging flame in the success, Chen Rong reached out and broke the broken hair in front of his eyes, lazily continued: "I am looking for death because he only gave me a place in the dim room... General, if you didn't make me swearing at the beginning, Arong wouldn't look at the generals with a glance."

Speaking here in a lazy, arrogant tone, Chen Rong squats and screams at him like a smile, and gently asks: "General, don't you want to kill me? If you don't want, Arong has to go. It is."

This kind of Chen Rong, when did you see it?

He calmed his face and pressed the scabbard again in his right hand.

At this moment, Chen Rong took a step closer to him. She stretched out the white and pink hand and gently pressed it on his scabbard. In a gesture that seems to be curious and boring, she caressed the pattern on the scabbard and held the handle in her right hand, slowly pumping outward.

With her pumping, a chilly light came into view. At this time, Chen Rong smiled low. She raised her eyes and looked charming. It seemed to be loving and pitiful. Slowly close, slowly put the cherry red lips in front of his face.

She rushed at him, spit out a fragrant temper, and asked: "Hey general, you fell in love with me?" Asked here, she pulled back, wide-sleeved, and her eyes became a line, "General General Do you not know that from the first day I met you, I was deliberately causing your attention, in order to replace Awei and become your wife?"

She stared at him, light and light, smiling and glamorous, that light, the smile, suddenly, let 冉闵 feel a shameful shame.

Almost without thinking or thinking, he believed Chen Rong’s words. He did not know her, but when the woman met for the first time, she showed strong grievances and hatred for him, as well as the fascinating and fascinating gesture of tears. It is because of this that he is attracted to her.

Yes, she must have made such a means for the purpose of the hook. Yes, her niece, who is a little father and brother, is not only seduce herself, but what is the way out?

The handsome face of Yan is fiercely twisted. He glared at Chen Rong and stared at her. Suddenly, his right hand stretched out and caught Chen Ning's white neck!

Looking at her, looking at her face quickly turned green, but still smiling, tauntingly looking at her Chen Rong, gnawed his teeth and said: "Women! You are a daughter-in-law!"

Panting and screaming twice, just as Wang Hong seems to be shooting behind him, he slammed Chen Rong seriously, which made her back a few steps backwards.

Chen Rong, who licked his neck and coughed, kept smirking and whispered, "It’s really worth it for such a wife," he said, his big sleeves, mentioning go with.

The guards rushed to the ground and let out a way to let the big step leave.

In a twinkling of an eye, the horseshoes went away.

A gentle footstep came.

A white dress appeared in Chen Rong’s field of vision.

A warm big hand touched her neck, and the big hand gently stroked the jade neck that was smashed with purple, and gently said with pity: "Is it painful?"

Keeping his head down, let Chen Rong, who is in front of his eyes, stretch out his hand and open the big hand. He turns and leaves.

At this time, her sleeves were tight, and then she was plunged into a warm embrace. He hugged her, his chin resting on her hair, and murmured: "Arong, don't say that yourself... I will be heartbroken." The voice is like a stream, and it is a heart.

Once again, Chen Rong opened his hand.

The satin-like ink covers her eyes, and the hoarse voice is floating low because of the throat injury. "Seven lang."

When she heard her calling him, Wang Hong’s voice became gentle and gentle, "Well."

Chen Rong smiled, she said softly: "Seven Lang, I don't want you to die..." She looked up and looked at him quietly, and the light was cold and indifferent. "Just let me swear." I also played it. However, suffering from such a bitterness and saving your life is still worth it."

Whether she is, or Wang Hong, they all understand the character. He is so violent that he will act with a little disregard. Just now, he really murdered Wang Hong.

Wang Hong stunned and looked at Chen Rong with his eyebrows.

Chen Rong still smiles, this smile, indifference, cold, indifferent, there is a distant. She quietly looked at Wang Hong. "When you were in Nanyang Wangfu, Qilang, you saved my life. That life, I went to Moyang City. In the meantime, you have repeatedly helped me to help me. I also use innocence. I am still there."

She twitched her lips and smiled so coldly. "This time, I saved you, Qilang, I want to change your promise."

She stared at him and said in a word: "I want you to promise: From then on, you and I are irrelevant! Never do it!"

Her light is cold and her voice is calm and quiet.

She looked at him and said it one word at a time.

Such a beautiful and delicate face, such a charming and charming woman, not long ago with his bed lingering, tears calling him Qilang Lang. That voice is called, clearly is a love of thought, soul dreams!

The sound is still in the ear, the blood of the virgin has not dried up, but she stood in front of him, telling him in this distant, cold, ruthless gesture and language that she hopes to have no connection with him!

Since the birth of Wang Hong, it has been the beauty of heaven. After growing up into a young boy, it is the princess who is facing him. It is also very charming and versatile. For the princesses, whether he or his followers are disdainful.琅琊王's nephew, do not need these princesses to add light!

For the first time in his life, he met such a woman and heard such indifferent words.

Instantly, Wang Hong stayed.