"Excuse me, I'm going to get over." As soon as the woman looked up, several men came over.

These people are strong and strong, and they look a little familiar.

"In the past? Joke! The strong voice rushed into the eardrums, and Meng Qiao was shocked.

"This road is not your home, why are you so crossed!" The woman bit her lip, and a bad premonition surfaced in her heart.

"Little white face, you are really forgetful, and your guts were eaten by dogs?"

"Hahaha!"

As soon as the man in the lead spoke, the man standing behind laughed.

I hadn't come out a few times in total, and Meng Qiao's brain exploded, and the situation of the last uneven fight suddenly appeared in his mind.

"What are you going to do?" The woman took two steps back, her collar tightened, and the person had been lifted.

A red mark appeared on his snow-white neck, and the men standing behind him laughed more and more cheerfully.

"Smack!" The slap was loud and crisp, and there were five more red and bright fingerprints on the fat face.

"Damn, you little white face, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you!" The man almost gritted his teeth so hard that he carried his light little body to the remote alley.

"You bastard, let me go quickly, be careful that our prince slaughters you!"

The strength can't resist, but the woman doesn't stop. After a burst of punches and kicks, the man was also a little unbearable, and his cheeks had been scratched a little bit.

"Lord Wang? What prince? Scared the hell out of me! The man and his companion laughed, and her words were taken as wind in their ears.

The most powerful prince at the feet of the Son of Heaven is none other than Rong Wangye, who can enter the Rong Wangfu if he says it, let alone such a thin little white face.

"Fight, fight to death, you're welcome, last time Lao Tzu almost died there, damn it!"

"Ahem, ahem." A helpless cough echoed through the remote alley, and the woman clutched her collar and quietly aimed at the group of men gathered around.

"Something that doesn't take it easy!"

The man in charge suddenly felt a pain in his arm and shook his arm fiercely.

The woman swung her fist and was easily stopped by the men behind her.

"Call me, what are you waiting for? Lao Tzu has been waiting around here for so long, isn't it just to wait for this little white face! ”

"Big brother, wait a minute!"

The woman's cheeks were so angry that her cheeks were red, and she lay on the ground and was sore, and she couldn't get up for a long time.

One of the men in the group suddenly stood up, staring at the slender figure, and wanted to drool.

"What for?" The revenge plan is interrupted, and the man is reluctant.

"Big brother, you see this little white face has pierced ears, he seems to be a woman!"

The man strode up and stretched out his hand excitedly, trying to take a closer look!

"Get out of here!" Meng Qiao chuckled in his heart and struggled to get up.

"Yo, no wonder it's so thin and tender, it seems to be true."

The man's eyes lit up, staring at the white skin exposed to the air, and the men around him all gathered around him when they heard this.

"It's kind of interesting, strip off this little white face, I want to see if she is a man or a woman!"

Meng Qiao raised his fist again, and the huge slap quickly wrapped it, and the man's eyebrows and eyes were playful, wanting to take advantage.

A group of men came over with a wicked smile on their faces, Meng Qiao knelt on the ground and retreated again and again, and caught a glimpse of some abandoned bamboo poles in the afterglow, as if someone's clothes pole was missing.

"Ahh The screams were abrupt and continuous, and the man who took the lead in reaching out to pick up his clothes was unexpectedly struck the vital point, covering his lower body and screaming, which was extremely miserable.

"Give it to me!" The man in the lead snorted coldly.

The women who came to the eldest aunt were not to be underestimated, and Meng Qiao was already angry when they were humiliated.

The menstrual blood goes down, the liver does not unify the blood, and the temper is naturally irritable.

And she has already reached the point where she can't bear it anymore, although her body doesn't have much strength, but if she can't escape from this smooth lì, she doesn't dare to think about the end.

The man at the head waved his hand, and the rest of his companions all surrounded him.

"I didn't expect any windfalls."

Hearing the shouts of resistance in front of him, the man burst out laughing.

Meng Qiao alone couldn't reach them, holding down the pressing of his hand, pressing the pressing of his leg, and just as one of them reached for his belt, two screams suddenly echoed in the secluded alley.

"Master, you're here!" The woman spoke in surprise.

It's just that as soon as the eyes were closed and opened, the group of arrogant men all fell to the ground.

Meng Qiao hurriedly got up and pulled the dust on his body, surprised by his arrival.

"A little bit don't want this king to come?" The man was dressed in a white robe embroidered with gold trim, and he was not as handsome as a mortal. The eyes are low-hanging domineering and awe-inspiring, which makes people have to be impressed.

"How can it! The little ones are dying of joy! ”

The woman smiled without scruples, revealing the white shell-like teeth, which made people's hearts crisp.

The clothes on his body were not damaged, and Meng Qiao combed his fingers, turned around and scratched the shaggy hair, and erected it again.

"Master, be careful!" As soon as the woman straightened her hair, the man's hand, which had already fallen to the ground, suddenly moved, and his sinister eyes suddenly opened, and there was an extra dagger in his hand at some point!

The man reached out and grabbed her and placed her behind him, and the muscular man ran wildly with a dagger in his hand, stirring up dust.

"Bell!" A crisp voice sounded, and Meng Qiao couldn't believe his eyes.

The man's index and middle fingers clamped the blade with a fierce cold light, the slender fingers seemed to be sharper than the sharp blade, and the dagger had been broken in two in a snap of his fingers.

"Hand them over to the yamen." The sexy voice resounded in his ears, and the breath on his body hit his nose with the breeze, making people lose their minds for a moment.

Meng Qiao thought that he was talking to her, but before she could talk, she saw a person standing on the other side of the alley.

"Yes, Lord Wang!" Xue Qian clenched his fists in response, and his eyes involuntarily looked at her.

Meng Qiao nodded, signaling that he was fine.

"Lord Wang, you haven't gotten up yet, so I'm thinking about coming out to buy something, and it's too late to go back and serve later." Several people walked out of the alley one after another, the man was tall and long-legged, and the woman tidied up her collar and bit her lip to explain.

"This king hasn't slept yet."

There was no trace of tiredness on the man's face, but when he suddenly turned around, the woman almost bumped into him.

Seeing the man who was like a jade tree, I couldn't help but think of last night's situation in my mind.

Meng Qiao reached out and touched his hot face, and lowered his head.

"Lord, are you going back to the house now?" The woman's voice was very quiet.

"Well, by the way, those people just now had a grudge against you before?"

"They are a bunch of scoundrels, the little ones have taught them a lesson before, but I didn't expect them to hold grudges and find them again. The little one just wanted to go back after buying things, but before he could buy them, he was carried to the alley by the group of hateful people. "Now that I think about it, it's still very atmospheric!

"Buying belly pockets for your sweetheart again?" The man asked coldly.