The few people who stopped on the road were stunned, looked at the smooth stump like a mirror, and then looked at the long sword in Ling Yichen's hand, and swallowed their saliva in unison. Such a big tree, even if they use an axe and a knife saw, they don't want to knock it down without half a day's effort, the other party is just a light sword, like cutting tofu in half, how strong the strength can be imagined.

"Do you want to be like this tree?" Ling Chuxi dropped the sentence lightly. The faces of the people who stood in the way were already pale.

Ling Yichen's face was grim, his toes were a little on the ground, and he returned to the carriage lightly, and before the carriage drove in front of him, several iron towers that were stopped in the middle of the road rushed to the side.

The carriage drove by, and there was the sad sobbing of the little girl behind her.

"Dad, he doesn't want me anymore, he doesn't want me anymore, how can I still have the face to see people in the future." The little girl was crying, if it was a few lighter tonnage, it would be regarded as pear blossoms with rain, and I felt pity.

"Girl, don't cry, dad to tell the truth, you are not a good match, like our Xiaorou is a flower and moon appearance, he is blessed to see him, he can't marry you is his loss, in a few days Dad will give you a family affair, Bao is much stronger than him, thin arms and legs, the whole body adds up to two taels of meat, I don't know what you like about him?" The tower carried a pig-killing knife and comforted his daughter.

The black line on Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen's foreheads, although it is comforting, is too fake.

"No, no, I'm going to marry him." The little girl said coquettishly.

Turning his head, he saw the "delicate and moving" appearance of the little girl, Ling Chuxi and the two of them had cold hairs standing on end all over their bodies, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

"I can't see it, Miss Xiaorou has a deep love for you." Ling Chuxi said jokingly to Jiang Wuxi.

"Don't look at who I am?" Jiang Wuxian retched a few times, stood up, and then pulled the cloth banner, and a row of big characters fell: Handsome and handsome in the world.

Jiang Wuxian stood under the flag, holding his head high and proud, just looking at the background, there was really a bit of the taste of the jade tree in the wind.

Ling Chuxi didn't vomit when she saw that Xiaorou was coquettish, and she was really going to vomit now.

"Okay, you still have three thousand taels of silver to pay the bill." Ling Chuxi resisted the urge to beat this guy into a pig's head, stretched out his hand and rubbed his fingers.

"You can't take it seriously, do you?" Jiang Wuxian's straight spine immediately bent at ninety degrees, and he said with a smiling face.

"What do you say? Miss Xiaorou has a deep love for you, and is still waiting for you to change your mind, do you want me to send you back? I'm a person who likes adult beauty the most. Ling Chuxi smiled amiably.

Jiang Wuxian hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth fiercely, took out a golden ticket from his arms and handed it over, his flesh was so painful that even his hands were shaking.

"I know that he is handsome and handsome, how can he take advantage of such a small advantage." Ling Chuxi took the golden ticket, and his eyes smiled into crescents.

Ling Chuxi never felt that he was a person who built his happiness on the pain of others, but when he saw Jiang Wuxian this slut deflated, he felt extremely comfortable.

Along the way, Jiang Wuxian had a sad face, still feeling pain for the return of the golden ticket that he had not covered with hot to return to the original owner, and did not stop after Lingxi City, still driving the carriage towards Nanxia Kingdom depressed, probably because he was afraid that he would be beaten when he returned to Lingxi City, and he was even more afraid that Ling Chuxi would take the opportunity to rip off the bamboo.