Chapter 844： biubiu! Sorry, killed the wrong person! 12

Due to the time and place, Xia Liang and Shangguanhong also felt embarrassed for a while, embracing them for a while, letting Shangguanhong be angry for a night, and finally vented.

Shangguan Hongdu wants to scream in the sky--

It ’s not easy. Grandpa finally opened up, although it was the small hand of his own woman.

But at least not with your own hands, this is a huge, long-term improvement!

"How did you get those rumors? Make people pretend to be you?" Xia Liangwo whispered in his arms, hooking his chest muscles.

"Well ... when the real gun is going to come, someone pretends to be the grandfather ..." Shang Guanhong pinched Xia Liang's face, saying proudly,

"My grandfather is a one-time man, just to protect you like a jade ... our little brother, only looks up at you ..."

"Your mouth is really yellow and sweet." Xia Liang's tone was already a smile, lying on his arms, some uncontrollably pulled the corners of his mouth.

No one sees it, it's not a mess!

"What's going on with you? Was the light cigarette before this fake, or were you a fake light cigarette?" Shangguanhong asked in a low voice.

"Of course it is me." After Xia Liang answered, he couldn't help but lifted his body, looked at him, and asked with interest, "How can you tell? She has no expression, no emotion, is very pretending, and it is difficult to reveal the stuffing. . "

"I've seen Lian Yan before, and I didn't feel her, so I could see it naturally." Shang Guanhong gently pinched her small face and asked with anticipation,

"So, you don't laugh because you want to play Qingyan as a cold woman. Then you laugh at Grandpa soon."

For the little soft girl who laughed in the dream, Shangguan Hong was thinking about it in her heart.

He also always felt that his own woman was definitely a tender and lovely little girl who could coquettish and laugh.

"No. I'm facial paralyzed and can't have an expression." Xia Liang's tone with a trace of sorrow, he felt very sad when he said this.

Shangguanhong also felt that he was very desolate, and couldn't help feeling in his heart. It was over, and the dream of Xiao Jiao Niang couldn't be realized.

Because Shangguanhong wanted to leave early in the morning, and after they talked for a while, they hugged each other and took a nap for a while.

When the sky was about to dawn, Shangguan Honggang wanted to get up quietly, and didn't want to alarm Xia Liang, but opened her eyes when she saw her.

"You continue to sleep, I'll go first." Shangguan pressed over and gave her a lingering kiss, some reluctantly.

Sure enough, it is gentle township, heroic grave!

I don't want to leave! !! I really don't want to!

"See you in the empty valley." Xia Liang held his neck and kissed and kissed on his lips, very reluctant.

"Are you sure you want to come?" Shangguanhong frowned, disapproving, "As soon as you participate in Nanchu, this taste changes."

"I'm not coming." Xia Liang pushed him up, brought him clothes, and said, "You don't believe that the big weapon is real, but it doesn't mean that others don't."

"This matter, since it is noisy, it must be preached by people with a heart. This empty valley is very lively, and there are many people without me, Nan Chu." Xia Liang said as he dressed him.

"Moreover, I am also a light smoker. I have my responsibility. I cannot sell fireworks, and I must do things for Nan Chu."

"You can't leave the fireworks?" Shang Guanhong frowned. "If your identity is exposed, I can protect your life, but I can't just marry you as a wife."

"You are the leader of Yeying. Do you think I can leave so easily?" Xia Liang glanced at him again, "This time, the operation of the empty valley is an opportunity."

"What do you want to do?" Shangguanhong asked.

"Killing Yeying's leader." Xia Liang sighed. "My task is to kill Yeying's leader."

Shangguan Hong, "... cool beauty, that's me."

"May not be you." Xia Liang raised an eyebrow.

"... No, it must be me!" Shang Guanhong also sighed, "You may not know why I became the leader of Night Shadow."

When Xia Liang heard him say this, he couldn't help but ask, "Why can it only be you?"

"Because it is inherited."

Then, every vein is inherited, and a descendant is chosen to be the leader, as a shadow to assist the emperor, always loyal to the emperor, no betrayal, no rebellion. "

"In your vein, you are a single pass. Your mother gave birth to you only." Xia Liang frowned, and said.

"Yeah." Shangguan Hong sighed, and then said, "So, what is this Night Shadow leader, I have been trained by my father to start receiving it since I was five years old."

"Your father and mother, I really want to be a shopkeeper and give you a pit." Xia Liang actually wanted to say that, in fact, it was pitting the two of us together.

"That's right." Shang Guanhong's face was ‘hate’, he touched his chin, looked at Xia Liang, and said,

"Otherwise, we'll have a son out and give him the night shadow, and I can shake my hand."

Xia Liang reached out his hand and knocked directly on his head.

What a puppet idea!

Her goal is to be the leader of Yeying, not to kill Lao Tzu, and to have a son with Lao Tzu, to kill the son? !!

What a messy idea!

"Sir, I must kill the leader of this night shadow, you think of a way." Xia Liang heard footsteps outside the door and pushed him towards the window.

"Hurry up and I will be there one day later."

"Um ..." Shang Guanhong didn't have time to say anything more, and kissed her little face fiercely, opened the window, and quickly left.

"Oh!"

At this moment, the door of the room was knocked, and the voice of the old lady came from the door—

"Light smoke, are you awake?"

Xia Liang paced back to the bed softly, pulled up the quilt, covered himself, pretending to have just been awakened, and frantically asked in the cold voice,

"What's up? Come in and say."

"Ah." The old man responded in unison, pushed open the door, and walked in, and saw her sitting on the bed, yawning with sleepy eyes, and quickly filled with smiles,

"Light smoke, I don't want to disturb you, but I have a letter here from Lord Nine, so let me hand it to you early this morning."

"What correspondence?" Xia Liang's heart moved, expressionless, coldly urging, "Give me, you can leave."

"Light smoke, but these nine kings have always been good to you, and it is understandable to say that they are loved. You say that you, without a word of silence, followed the world grandfather, you are not ...

"Give me, then leave." Xia Liang said coldly again.