Hearing outsiders talk about her like this, she didn't want to pay attention to it, but this rumor came one after another, even if a saint was afraid, she couldn't help but burst into foul language, not to mention that she was not a saint.

Qin Chaolu paused, lowered his head suddenly, and turned towards the nearest sound source, his eyes narrowed slightly, wanting to see what kind of face he had and dared to say such harsh words.

On the lantern stall, the two women who bought the lantern stiffened, and after feeling a cold gaze, they subconsciously raised their heads to pick it up, this connection was like receiving an ice sword that pierced the heart, and they were so frightened that their faces turned white, and the woman on the left patted the arm of the woman on the right, and the two put the lantern in their hands at the same time, turned around and left.

I don't know who the girl who stares at them is, but it doesn't look like it's easy to mess with.

Qin Chaolu lowered her eyes and hid her eyes, her hands were clenched, her heart shook slightly, and she hesitated whether to stop or let go, but with this hesitation, a figure had already rushed out one step ahead of her.

Qin Chaolu raised his eyes and chased after him, but Ye Liuhuai had already blocked the two of them in their way.

On the lively street, the figure in the white brocade robe is tall and slender, and the corners of the clothes are flying in the wind, which is extremely deterrent, but falling into Qin Chaolu's eyes is an indescribable peace, as if as long as he is by his side, she will not have an accident.

She looked at him in a daze, wondering why she felt that way.

"Where did you hear those words, say!"

"What's your business!"

The woman didn't know that she had met the main owner, but she thought that she had come to a nosy and powerful character, she had never lost a quarrel in the streets and alleys, and whether she was reasonable or not, she could quarrel three points out of reason.

At this time, Ming also knew that he was unreasonable in saying that people were right and wrong, but he was caught red-handed and his face was not guaranteed, so he subconsciously bumped back.

But as soon as the words came out, she felt a strong pinch in her throat, pinching her breathlessly.

The woman was frightened, knowing that she had hit a hard stubble, and she was anxious to admit her mistake, but her neck was choked and she was not only unable to speak, but also unable to move, and if she moved slightly, her neck was at risk of being crushed again.

She was stupid.

The woman beside her now realized that they were afraid of running into the Lord.

The name of His Royal Highness the Night King is known to everyone in the city, and I heard that he can also skin people and dismantle human bones.

At this time, it is better to admit his mistakes as soon as possible, lest his body be dismantled.

The woman's face turned pale, she fell to her knees violently, her heart was beating fast, she was about to jump out, her throat was hoarse, and after losing her voice for a while, she burst into tears, "Your Highness spares your life, the small one chews his tongue and damages the innocence of the two, and the small one is at fault, please be merciful." ”

"Please be gracious, Your Highness."

The woman kowtowed, and in the blink of an eye, there were already a few more blood paths on her forehead.

Qin Chaolu glanced at Ye Liuhuai and swept the two bright red colors, before he came back to his senses and watched Ye Liuhuai clean them up.

Ye Liuhuai's gaze burned down the woman in his hand to the woman in front of him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a bloodthirsty smile.

"Since you know how to chew your tongue, then this tongue is kept by the king for you! Chaohua, take the knife! ”

"Yes!"

The woman's body went limp, and she fainted.

At this time, the originally crowded street suddenly became quiet.

As far as the eye could see, everyone remained motionless as if they had been pointed, their eyes looking curiously and fearfully, their expressions secretive.

Qin Chaolu didn't like this kind of scrutiny, as if she was the one who did something wrong, obviously she was the victim.

But subconsciously, she thought that it was not appropriate for Ye Liuhuai to do this.

He is a dignified prince, and he personally tore the woman, or did his grandiose deeds on the street, and when it reaches the court, I am afraid that it will cause some criticism again.

But she just felt inexplicably relieved, but considering Ye Liuhuai's career and reputation, she decided to persuade her.

At this time, Chaohua had bought a dagger from the stall next door.

The moment Sen Ran's cold dagger was pulled out of its sheath, a cold light flashed.

Qin Chaolu paused, and for a while he didn't have the courage to step forward to stop him.

Only then did she realize that the man in front of her was known as a god, and this title was not for nothing.

It was her relationship with him that made her forget that he was also a dangerous person.

Thinking that she was still looking at his back and felt relieved, she was so frightened by this thought that her heart trembled wildly, and she only felt that she was too unalert.

The stall owner who sold the knife had a bitter face, and there was always the illusion that he was an accomplice.

The news on the street soon spread again, reaching the ears of people from all walks of life, as if listening to a play, all kinds of people hooked the corners of their mouths and laughed at the follow-up.

"Master, the Night King is undoubtedly killing himself!" In the private room, the little servant held the teacup in both hands, handed it over cautiously and flatteringly, and finally raised his eyes to look at the master, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a courteous smile.

On the first place, King Gong put away the folding fan, revealing a delicate and sinister face, on the face, the schadenfreude smile could not be hidden, and the sound of opera came from the main hall in his ears, and he still felt noisy, which would sound quite pleasant, and ordered someone to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, on the main platform on the first floor, the sound of blowing and babbling was even more lively.

The smile on the corner of King Gong's mouth became more and more unconcealable, his hand supported his head, and his index finger pinched his face quite leisurely.

Just now, he was still worried about Qin Chaolu's entry into the family tree.

The father's previous sentence of recognizing the ancestors and returning to the ancestors made all the Zhao family anxious, and the uncle was still thinking about how to refuse this matter.

Now it's good, not only do you have the words to refuse, but you can also clean up the night by the way, which is really a good deal that kills two birds with one stone.

No, he added some words, added some plot, and he must not let this drama stop.

As soon as he put his hand away, he raised his head, and the Night King hooked his finger at the little guy, and when the little guy approached, he said a few words in his ear, and the little guy ran out.

On the street, Qin Chaolu came back to his senses, suppressed his fear for the time being, and went up to stop his horrified actions.

Who knew that Ye Liuhuai threw the dagger upward.

The sound of metal crashing, accompanied by another flash of cold light.

When everyone heard this, they raised their heads and stepped back one after another, for fear of injuring themselves by mistake.

Qin Chaolu watched in amazement as the tip of the dagger fell downward and vertically when it was thrown to the highest height, as fast as that cold light flashed.

Boom - the dagger was stuck in the ground.

Dust flew on the ground, and the cold wind calmed down again.

Everyone exhaled hard, feeling like they were going to be after the catastrophe.

Qin Chaolu also has it.

Ye Liuhuai glanced sideways at the small silhouette behind him, his eyes flashed over emotions but returned to calm, and finally stared coldly at the woman on the ground who was frightened but had not fainted, and shouted, "If this king says, are you going to fart?" ”

The woman's heart tightened, trembling and curled up tightly, her head was blank, what words, what farts? What did the prince ask?

She only felt that she had just experienced something from one life to another, and after one life, she still remembered it, but she didn't dare to ask, so in the end she could only smash her mouth and beg for mercy carefully.