Chapter 1239: Fox Spirit Little Slut
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"What are you doing, slut!," she panicked, covering her face and cried out, "My face, my face hurts!"
Shen Ning threw the empty basin on the ground and said coldly: "This time it's chili water, I'll teach you a lesson." Next time, if you dare to climb the dragon couch again, I will pour acetic acid water on your face and ruin your face directly!"
"Pepper water, you dare to pour pepper water on me......! It turned out to be you!Fox spirit little slut, you are so bold, you actually sneaked into the palace!" The county lord of Zhaorong realized that the person in front of him was actually Shen Ning, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.
"Why do I need to mix, I will live in this palace. Shen Ning glanced at her coldly, and his gaze fell on Mo Chuan on the bed.
Although her basin of chili water was poured on the county lord of Zhaorong, Mo Chuan's body was also drenched a lot, and the dragon robe turned into a red robe, but he still couldn't wake up.
With Mo Chuan's skills, this will definitely not be the case, so he must be on the way.
"You live in the palace, my cousin actually brought you into the palace as a little vixen?" The head of Zhaorong County couldn't help the burning pain on his face, and pointed at Shen Ning and screamed, with deep hatred in his eyes.
Shen Ning hooked her lips slightly, and suddenly asked, "Who is the little fox slut scolding?"
"The little fox slut scolds you!" the county lord of Zhaorong blurted out without thinking.
As soon as the words came out, she immediately realized that she had fallen for Shen Ning again, she was so angry that she almost vomited blood, and with a lift of her right palm, she pumped towards Shen Ning's face.
She hated Shen Ning very much, and she was bent on ruining the other party's charming face.
This time, she used enough internal strength, her moves were ruthless, and she was castrated very fast.
If you talk about kung fu, ten Zhaorong county lords are not Shen Ning's opponents, but if you compare martial arts, ten Shen Ning are not as good as one Zhaorong county lord.
Even if Shen Ning learned some modern fighting skills, she didn't have any internal strength, and although the Lord of Zhaorong was not a martial arts master, it was more than enough to deal with her.
When the county lord of Zhaorong saw this palm blow passing, the wind was so strong that Shen Ning's hair flew up, but she stood in place in a daze, not moving, obviously there was no room to fight back, her heart was full of pride and pleasure, and the corners of her mouth showed a cruel smile.
"Death, little slut!" she cried.
Now there is no Mo Chuan to stand up for her, she is the fish in the palm of her own!
Shen Ning suddenly spoke: "Chasing the wind!"
Lord Zhaorong only felt that the gray shadow flashed in front of her, like a gust of gray wind swept in from outside the door, and then her right arm shook violently, and a strong force struck, she involuntarily took a few steps back, and almost sat on the ground.
When she saw a thin bamboo pole-like person standing in front of Shen Ning and protecting her, it was the coachman who was driving the car for Shen Ning at that time, and she suddenly felt a chill in her heart and shivered.
On the day of chasing the wind, she was like a killing god from hell, which really scared her guts.
However, the fear of the county lord of Zhaorong disappeared in a blink of an eye, and he straightened his waist, and his willow eyebrows were upside down.