Stallion??I am so unfair, I am really even more unfair than Dou MM~~! Has Xiaoshui written a stallion? Can he write a stallion? Is this book a stallion?

Why didn’t I know, someone pointed it out?

Statement: I can’t do anything about stallions in this book, and I can’t write it out, but I still want to do it! (I said it with my conscience) but I just can’t get depressed!

First update in the early morning, please recommend votes

I can't stand it, so I went to bed and good night everyone.

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Sure enough, the effect was good, and most people suddenly started to roar, and the sound waves were rising and falling. Yang Tianwen didn't have time to pay attention to these rotten sweet potatoes and stinky bird eggs, but just stared at the seventh prince and asked, "Is there any difficulty in the prince? But Yang heard that Fengxiu everyone was not selling their contracts in Tingyu Tower, but was a free body, and they could only stay and leave. Could it be that the prince's Tingyu Tower is fake?" As he said, his tone became colder and he used some power.

The Seventh Prince was stunned. It was true that Feng Xiu everyone did not sell their body contracts in Tingyu Tower. Although most of the so-called free women in Tingyu Tower have a hidden body contract, the real high-level zither or other masters did not sell their body contracts. They are absolutely free, of course, including Feng Xiu everyone.

If it were someone else, even if Feng Xiu wants to leave with others, he would never let it go. Yes, Feng Xiu is free and can leave with any person, but if the person who takes her away becomes a dead person, who else can she go with? But Yang Tianwen is an exception! Strength is still because of strength!

The Seventh Prince stopped talking. But he didn't speak, but there were so many people in the hall and there were so many people who didn't know Yang Tianwen. They would not give Yang Tianwen a face, and they would roar even more. Those who were impulsive would take action.

A jade light flashed, and the people who took action instantly turned into corpses and fell to the ground. Yang Tianwen was angry, Damn, I'll take people away, what does it have to do with you? I didn't mess with you. It doesn't matter, but if you care about me, you should die! Isn't this giving me a few chickens to kill me to warn the group of monkeys behind?

A jade flying knife reappeared on Yang Tianwen's right hand. Yang Tianwen's voice was very cold: "I want to take her away, who dares to stop me?" Since he agreed to take Fengxiu away, Yang Tianwen will keep his promise.

As soon as the Jade Flying Knife was released, everyone was immediately shocked and almost jumped up. Several people who knew the goods even screamed: "Ah, Jade Flying Knife, for example, is Yang Tianwen!"

The martial arts people present gasped. Although Yang Tianwen debuted for a while, his reputation in the mainland was quite good. The troublesome people even compared him with Li Chengfeng, a new divine master. Of course, no one can make a conclusion about who wins and loses. However, Yang Tianwen's flying knife, which is determined by one blow, has already enjoyed a high reputation on the mainland. He has countless fans on the mainland, and is crazy about Yang Tianwen. The jade flying knife has also become Yang Tianwen's signature symbol. Some good people even gave Yang Tianwen the title "Jade Sword Lord"!

Yang Tianwen sighed in his heart. If he had known that the Jade Flying Knife had such great energy, he would have taken it out as soon as possible. Wasting so many expressions and killing a few garbage. It was a sin.

The Seventh Prince immediately changed his smile and said, "That's natural. Fengxiu everyone is free. As long as she wants, Young Master Yang can naturally take her away."

Feng Xiu smiled with a smile and said with a little excitement: "I am willing to leave with Mr. Yang."

Yang Tianwen looked around and said, "Does anyone have any objections?"

Who has the reason to do it, who dares to do it? His strength is not as strong as others, and Fengxiu everyone himself is voluntary. Not to mention that there is no contract for selling the body, even if there is a contract for selling the body, the Seventh Prince will probably send it to him obediently.

The rest was simple. Yang Tianwen took Feng Xiu's hand and walked out of Tingyu Tower, and went directly to the luxurious carriage parked at the door. The carriage was twice as big as an ordinary carriage. The four-wheeled carriage box was pulled by three horses. The coachman raised the whip and the carriage left Tingyu Tower.

Feng Xiu nodded to Yu Qinghong in the car box and gestured. Looking at Bi'er who was unconscious beside her, her eyes showed pity.

"She is the granddaughter of Old Man Tianji. Old Man Tianji is taken care of by me before she dies. This is Xiaobai, my partner. It doesn't matter whether this animal is introduced or not." Yang Tianwen finally pointed at Yu Qinghong and said with disrespect.

Yu Qinghong's originally warm smile suddenly collapsed, and his face was filled with a bitter smile.

Feng Xiu chuckled and said, "Hello, Mr. Yu." Feng Xiu still heard of Yu Qinghong.

When I opened the back curtain of the carriage and looked at the gradually distant gate of Wancheng, I couldn't help but feel a little moved. Wancheng is a paradise for men, but for women, especially beautiful women, it is a standard hell, an absolute nightmare. And women who have lived in hell for ten years and can still maintain their integrity. For a moment, Feng Xiu's eyes became a little wet.

There were only Xiao Bier who was unconscious and Xiao Bai who was sleeping comfortably in the carriage. Yu Qinghong had already sat outside the carriage and went to have a breath of wind.

"Okay, now you are completely free. Congratulations to you, Miss Fengxiu." Yang Tianwen said with a smile.

"Thank you, Feng Xiu, the name Feng Xiu is just my stage name. From now on, there will be no Feng Xiu again. My real name is Shui Qinlan. Brother Yang, don't you object to me calling you that." Feng Xiu, no, Shui Qinlan glanced at Yang Tianwen, and got Yang Tianwen's nod, took off the scarf and continued, "You can call me Qinlan in the future." The meaning of this is worth pondering.

Yang Tianwen didn't think too much about it. It was normal for friends to name each other, but it was very common in modern society. Yang Tianwen became accustomed to it, so he nodded and said, "Qinlan."

"It's been ten years since I finally left that nightmare place. It's so great. Brother Yang, do you know that I often have nightmares at night, dreaming that I became a plaything or slave to a superior, and ended up miserable." Shui Qinlan smiled bitterly with a pale face.

"All these have passed, aren't they? You can go wherever you want to go now. I won't limit your freedom." Yang Tianwen said with some pity.

"I am helpless now. Can I follow you? Don't worry, I will do a lot of things." Shui Qinlan asked boldly with a blushing face.
Chapter completed!