March of the Fire God

  "If your money isn't as much as ours and your fist isn't as big as ours, then what?"

  Ruan Qinchun's lips were lightly painted with a faint smile, and her clear voice echoed slowly. Her long sleeves fluttered as she moved, and a hint of her proud and fierce elegance was fully revealed on her body.

  She raised an eyebrow, her eyes gleaming with a sharp gaze.

  It's just a casual movement, yet it's full of dignity and elegance, making people feel humble and not dare to look directly.

  Wearing men's clothing, no one recognized her as a woman. Because the aura on her body was really too domineering, ordinary women couldn't have such charm.

  Lan Jun's eyes were shining with excitement as he gazed at her, and his heart was filled with infinite admiration. How could his sister be so cool?

  The girl beside Ruan Qincheng tilted her head, gazing at her with a hint of astonishment. From the moment she saw her, she felt that she was indeed a woman. But just a woman, how could she possess such dazzling brilliance that made one feel ashamed of their own inferiority?

  She is really an extraordinary woman! Even men can't compare with her!

  How great it would be if I could be as confident and proud of myself as she is one day.

  But this is impossible, for someone like me, whether I can survive or not is an unknown number. How can I be as extravagant as to hope to be like her?

  "What a joke! How could this young master's fierce reputation possibly be inferior to you two stinky poor guys?!"

  Hu Yangwei sneered, his hands stretched out, wearing ten shiny gold rings. He was dressed in gold and silver from head to toe, as if afraid that others would not know how rich he was. A thick golden chain hung around his neck, and a pure gold belt was wrapped around his waist, carved with a majestic tiger head, even his clothes were woven with golden threads.

  A super huge gold bar!

  "Haha! What a great name!"

  Ruan Qincheng couldn't help but burst out laughing at the sight of his proudly raised tail almost touching the sky! Indeed, 2B young people are full of joy!

  "Viya, is the room booked? Everyone is exhausted!"

  At this time, a sharp and piercing voice suddenly rose, like the wailing of a fierce ghost, with a few hints of an annoying tone that was enough to drive people crazy. It was really a demonic sound that lingered in the air, beckoning souls to depart, and never stopped echoing in one's ears!

  When she heard this familiar voice, Ruan Qincen's dark obsidian-like eyes scanned over faintly.

  She was seen wearing a magnificent long gown made of pure silver silk threads, with a heavy gold headdress piled high on her head, swaying gently as she walked in.

  Suddenly, the world is plunged into darkness! The sun and moon are dull and without light!

  What was originally a beautiful and heavenly place suddenly had an eerie and ghostly atmosphere.

  This is also an aura!

  "Ah——it's you!"

  When Zhen Zhen burst into a fit of giggles and turned to face the flames, she inadvertently caught sight of Ruan Qindeng and Lan Junsheng. She immediately let out a shrill cry, wailing like a ghost or a howling dog.

  And so everyone was unfortunately brainwashed by the devil's music once again!

  Even on the third floor of Qixia Residence, that sharp voice could be heard echoing continuously.

  Many people stretched out their heads and looked down from the balcony. The terrible piercing power frightened him, and he hastily shot a flying dart to barely block his attack.

  "Perverts, a group of perverts!"

  Yin Lv Feng's feet stumbled for a moment, and he hastily disappeared into thin air before their eyes.

  Ruan Qincheng couldn't help but smile as she watched him hastily retreat, a faint smile rising to the corners of her lips.

  "Sister, this guy looks like he's up to no good. Do you want to meet at dusk or wait for brother to come back?"

  Lan Jun's misty eyes looked at Ruan Qindeng and said. Holding the idea that "fat water doesn't flow into outsiders' fields", he firmly wanted to pinch all the bees and butterflies around his sister to death before his brother came back!

  "When the time comes, you and your brother can make a date every day, many times after sunset! I've given your brother to you for free!"

  "Uh—"

  Ruan Qincheng looked at Lan Junxiao's serious expression, stunned for a moment, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  "Haha!"

  Huan Yan glanced at Lan Junxian with a faint smile, quietly eating her meal and completely ignoring the person who had casually sold out her brother.

  Ruan Qincheng walked onto the balcony, lazily sitting on the soft couch, flipping through "The Medical Source of All Things". The sky was like a blue gelatin, extremely soft, as if it would fall down with just a light touch. The sunlight shone brightly on her body, the gentle breeze stirred up a strand of intoxicating thoughts, carrying the joys and sorrows of her heart. I wonder how he is doing now?

  Suddenly, a burst of sound pierced the air and she quickly raised her head to see a figure landing on the balcony in front of her. A head of gray-blue long hair hung straight down, a cloak of frosty color danced wildly in the wind. A cold fragrance of rose wafted up to her nose with the wind.

  Even if she saw just a silhouette, she felt a chill of murderous intent spreading through the air.

  A sense of danger suddenly rose from the heart.

  "Who are you?"

  This is actually the top floor of Qīng Xiá Jū, and yet someone can rise up into thin air; it seems that they are absolutely not ordinary people!

  Ruan Qincheng put down the "Medical Origin of All Things" in his hand, and his cold eyes, with a hint of chill, swept across. The folding fan in his hand suddenly burst out.

  "We, the Huo tribe, are not people who can be bullied by anyone!"

  The man's wide cloak shook, and the folding fan instantly turned into smoke and dust.

  He slowly turned around, his fine bangs covering half of his face. His deep, wise purple eyes gleamed with a chilling intent that could freeze one's soul. Below the outer corner of his eye was a dragon-shaped tattoo, clearly imprinted on Ruan Qincheng's eyelids. Thin and beautiful orange-red lips were pursed coldly.

  In her arms, she held a curved moon-shaped guqin with a pale green color. Golden gemstones were inlaid on the guqin. The silver strings seemed to exude an aura that intimidated people. The intricate and ancient patterns resembled vines crawling on the guqin.

  Ruan Qincheng's eyes flashed with a hint of apprehension, and she slowly stood up, her gaze directly meeting his.

  "The Young Master of the Fire Tribe — Huo Shen Yue!"

  Digression

  Thank you to dear Coffee Baby for the flowers, thank you again to dear xiao880608 for the diamonds 【deep impression】 , thank you to dear 112531047 for the flowers, thank you to dear Sucai Hua for the 2 flowers, o（n_n）o Wishing everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival!