Chapter 605

"I don't hate girls because they have a sweet heart." Looking at her hand holding her sleeve, Feng Xuan frowned slightly.

"No, it's Qinghuan who bullies others too much. Tell me, young master, how can you be a whore and build a memorial archway for yourself in this world?" Xi Yan says this in a rage, and covers her mouth with regret. Isn't she scolding herself again?

With a light smile, Feng Xuan brushed away her hand. "Qinghuan in the girl's mouth is also a brothel girl?"

A word, thorn Xi Yan heartache, she nodded, "yes, she is a new comer a few days ago, dance well, everywhere bullying people."

Seeing that Feng Xuan was also interested in Qinghuan, Xi Yan's eyes sank and said something bad about her, "before I came here, I said it was good to be a performer, but now it's OK. Here, she's going to sell herself."

With that, Xi Yan opened her door and pointed to the challenge arena. Qing Huan was dressed in a water red dance dress, holding a sword and dancing to the music.

The graceful posture and the gorgeous appearance under the veil all affect the heart of the younger brother. They heard that Qinghuan was going to sell herself today, but they spent a lot of effort to buy a seat here.

Prime Minister Wu was no exception. After several setbacks, he came here. When he saw Qinghuan, he had no complaints. The gorgeous woman in red on the challenge arena was enough to topple all living beings. Wu had met many beauties, but this one was incomparable to those ordinary women.

A little red heart on the forehead is like a cinnabar mole, reflecting the whiteness of the face and the shyness of the eyes. But more of them are the lonely and cold women in brothels or in the world, not like fireworks in the world.

"Good, good! This girl should only be in heaven. This is the person I'm looking for! " Prime Minister Wu clapped his hands and cheered. His old eyes were full of brilliance. Qinghuan, a woman, was sure to win.

Seeing such a scene, Xi Yan regretted opening the door. For fear that Feng Xuan would be as obsessed as the group at the bottom, she looked back quickly.

Feng Xuan also lowered his head and didn't mean to look at the past. Xi Yan was relieved. Thank God, he was not interested in the place of fireworks.

The dance is moving, which makes people pay for it.

"One thousand Liang." A young man in sapphire blue raised his silver note and cried out.

The procuress looked at him and said with a bad smile, "Mr. Wang, Qinghuan is a rare beauty. It's a thousand Liang, too few."

Although far apart, but this sentence, Xi Yan or hear clearly, in the past girl sold herself, 1000 Liang on the top, she Qinghuan where different, even the lion big mouth.

"That's it. I'll give you two thousand Liang."

"Five thousand taels."

"100000 Liang."

With the sound of "100000 Liang", the hall was silent. Feng Xuan also looked up at the owner of the sound. It turned out to be Prime Minister Wu.

"The master has paid 100000 Liang. Is there anything higher?" Hearing the sound of 100000 Liang, the procuress's eyes brightened and fixed on Prime Minister Wu for fear that he or she would blink and Prime Minister Wu would disappear.

Feng Qingyao, who was standing on the challenge arena, looked at Prime Minister Wu. Qi Linwei told her that the person with the highest bid was the one who wanted to take her away.

Prime Minister Wu strode out and saw that Qinghuan was looking at him. He was in a good mood. "I said it. This is a hundred thousand taels of silver. Let the girl go with me."

Looking at Qinghuan, Prime Minister Wu couldn't help swallowing.

The procuress took the bank note and let it go without saying a word. Fengqingyao has no opinion, so she left with him. The breeze blew her veil, and it was only when she looked at Prime Minister Wu's Feng Xuan that she was attracted by the red figure. It was just a figure from his back that he could recognize that he was the one who haunted him.

"Where are you going, young master?" Aware of Feng Xuanyi's strange appearance, Xi Yan pulls him. Seeing his appearance, Xi Yan understands that he must be happy with Shangqing.

"Let go." Feng Xuan's eyes were slightly cold and angry for the first time.

I've never seen him like this before. Xi Yan's back was cold and he released his hand in a trance.

But before Feng Xuan left, another man came into the hall. He was dressed in black and looked serious. He ran to Feng Xuan and knelt down and said, "my Lord, the old city is lost."

It was his subordinate Haoyu who came.

Feng Xuan frowned and looked in the direction where he had just seen the red figure. He saw that the woman was talking to Prime Minister Wu and was about to be taken away.

He would like to run to her and bring her back to his own side, but the old city is related to the life and death of hundreds of thousands of generals and people, so he can't make any mistakes because of his personal feelings.

At last he sighed, "get to the point!"

The tone of the voice is sharp, and the eyes are cold.

Haoyu didn't dare to neglect him, so he quickly reported: "Lord, there is something wrong with the weapons of the soldiers this time. The soldiers think that they can't resist the enemy by hand combat. When general fengninghan wants to lead the troops to retreat, they are surrounded by the enemy. The soldiers fight to death to escort Prime Minister FENG back, but prime minister Feng is also seriously injured, and the soldiers suffer heavy casualties..."On the battlefield, swords have no eyes, but they have to have swords to fight. If there are no weapons, how can a pair of fists and feet make it easy for the enemy with sharp swords and long guns to fight? Naturally, they are killed.

The soldiers were surrounded and killed, but the enemy wanted the life of the leader fengninghan. Fengninghan was lucky to survive by fighting with the enemy with her bare hands.

"In that case..." Feng Xuan also pondered for a while. The old city is an important city at the border, so it can't be lost. But the people who can lead the army at the border have been injured and can't go to the front line to command. The situation of the soldiers is not optimistic. At this time, unless someone is sent to go there again, it's inevitable that the old city will be lost.

In particular, Feng ninghan is the leader.

Haoyu caught a glimpse of Feng Xuan's hesitation. Thinking of the tragic situation at the border, he knelt down on his knees and gave Feng Xuan a heavy knock: "Lord! Now you are the only one who can save the soldiers at the border and save the situation. I sincerely ask the Lord to take charge of the overall situation at the border and save tens of thousands of lives in the old city. "

His sad voice was full of firmness and supplication. If Feng Xuan refuses to go to the border, the old city will be lost.

Feng Xuan also stood with his negative hand, his eyes were filled with shadows, frowning and thinking. He still had the red figure in his eyes, the one that haunted him.

But she was taken away by Prime Minister Wu. If she didn't take her back quickly, maybe they would have missed her so much. But if he stays, there will be