Their master, when did they become so shameless and become such a scoundrel, but they like such a master so much. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Qingfeng and Qingyun, facing their master, they are even more worshipful, and it really seems that they are following the master of the Shadow Palace in place of the master.

"What are you doing stupidly, let's go." A voice came from the carriage, "Qingyun, come in, help me stick a fake Adam's apple." ”

"Yes, master." Qingyun said, and when she walked inside, she retreated, looked at Qingfeng, and said, "Don't forget what the master just said, let you use your fists to open the way." ”

"Just waiting for your words. I've always wanted to go up and kill the snail that overtook me with a black pattern on its back. The breeze said happily, and drove straight away.

Without a hitch.

As soon as the pedestrians saw them coming, they hurried to the side, but they saw that the people in this car were not kind, and they still stayed away from this car for their own lives.

So, no matter how much this car is full of violent slaves, and the scoundrel masters, there is no obstacle to this car on the crowded lane.

However, only this car was unimpeded, and as soon as the car drove over, the path became crowded again, and it was restored to such a speed that the snail could overtake the horse-drawn carriage.

In order not to be squeezed away, a man wearing a mask hurriedly stuck to the back of the carriage. With the expression of "I am also the person of this carriage", he walked very frankly.

In fact, as soon as this person walked near the carriage, the umbrella in Qingyun's hand was ready, and after waiting for a long time, he knew that he was just walking with the carriage, so Qingyun didn't start.

And their master, now, wrapped his legs in a blanket and played with an incense burner in his hand.

On the small road, there are different pedestrians, there are a lot of people, and then rush to Sikong Mansion, even if there is no invitation in hand, you will take a look at the periphery of Sikong Mansion, maybe there will be an adventure?

On both sides of the path, there are also stalls selling snacks, tea, and girls' rouge gouache, there are so many people, such a good place, why not set up a stall to sell things?

Dayan's way of doing business has now spread all over the world, I really don't know what the world will be like in the future, will it be, there are such stalls everywhere, so the fields in the countryside are even more barren?

So, if the world is still passed down by Dayan's way of doing business, whether it is good or bad, no one knows, and no one can say that it is not necessarily.

Does anyone know? Or does no one know the future of this world at all?

However, think about it, who cares about what the world will be like in the future, they don't even care, who is in power, they only care about one thing, that is, whether they can live the life they like and live a stable life.

A few acres of thin fields, a family, an old cow, every three or five days, can eat a meal of meat, even if you can't eat meat, you can eat rice for five days in half a month, it is a very satisfying thing.

Their demands are really few, and they are a very tolerant type of people, and they can endure things that many people can't bear.

That's what they can bear, and when they can't bear it, everything will change.

They are enough to stir up the world, more than anyone who holds the power in his hands.

Except, just except......

Who can, stir them up.

The banquet in Sikong Mansion was built up a month in advance, and the house was cleaned up and entertained half a month in advance.

On the first day before the banquet, Qingfeng finally drove the carriage to Sikong Mansion, and when he saw the gate of Sikong Mansion, Qingfeng looked at the words on the plaque again, and said to Qingyun who was sitting beside him: "Finally, finally, we have arrived." If we follow the previous speed, I am afraid that the banquet in this Sikong Mansion will be over, and we will have a chance to rush here. ”

Qingyun disdainfully nununed her mouth, and reached out to hit Qingfeng's shoulder: "If you don't get out of the carriage and kill every snail you meet with a stick with a black stripe on its back, maybe we will arrive here earlier." ”

"How do I know that the snail overtook our car, of course I can't let any of them go." What Qingfeng said is called a righteous and arrogant, without the slightest sense of guilt.

"I won't tell you, move the stool." Qingyun kicked Qingfeng and turned to open the sedan curtain.

"Little girl!" Qingfeng said, and immediately went to move the stool.

The sedan curtain was lifted, Qingyun rolled up her sleeves, and was ready to go in and pick up her master, but a person, rushing in, picked up her master from the carriage.

"Lord of the Shadow Palace!" After Qingyun saw the person, she opened her mouth wide in surprise, didn't Lord Shadow Palace go to do something? How did you get here?

"Master, my subordinates are coming." The Palace Master of the Shadow Palace only spoke after putting their master in a wheelchair.

"Hmm. Let's go inside, I'm a little hungry. The master said.

Sitting in a wheelchair was a girl, all her hair combed to the shape of a man, wearing a mask on her face, covering most of her face, revealing delicate and pale skin, and the veins under the skin could be faintly seen.

The eyes were cold, like a pool of dead water, clear, but there was no trace of life.

"Master."

"Okay. Let's go inside. The master in a wheelchair said.

The wheelchair was pushed into by the princess of the Shadow Palace herself, followed by a face of adoration and Qingyun.

"See, I'll tell you, you want to follow me, you don't want to, or follow me, can you see such a character?" The second son of Han Fu bit the leg bone of the roast duck in his mouth, held a duck head in his hand, and pointed to the three masters and servants who had just entered.

Next to him was the helpless Bai Rui, that's right, Bai Rui was still dragged here by the second son of the Han Mansion, all because he thought of the promise that the second son of the Han Mansion said, and felt that if this promise continued, he would be able to get more time.

Now, time is his life, he is racing against time, he is very afraid, he is really afraid, if there is a little bit of time not to catch up, for him, things are still the same, but there is one less person.

There are two fewer people to watch all this he has done, and there are some things that he wants to settle accounts with that person himself, if this person dies early, or if there is an accident, he will ...... (To be continued.) )