Chapter 3 One big and one small are all monsters
When she woke up again, she found herself lying in a mass grave, surrounded by corpses, her head rolled to the ground, and then looked at herself, she found that her chest and heart were bleeding suddenly, and what was worse was that her belly was as big as a ball, and it was clear that she was about to give birth, and she wanted to die again at that time.
But no matter how difficult it was at that time, I have survived it now.
Lan Wan'er smiled and touched her cheap son's little face, and said in her heart that she scolded so many swear words at that time, it was really strange that Tie Zhu could not be affected by her "prenatal education", and now she still looks like such an elegant little scholar.
"Tiezhu, the books say that you must be filial to your parents, come, pour me another glass of wine, a small glass is fine......"
"No way!"
Lan Xiaoqi jumped off the chair holding the wine jar, took a few steps away from running a few steps on his short legs to prevent Lan Wan'er from touching him, but at this moment, a large group of people rushed in from outside, seeing that they were about to bump into the little bun, Lan Wan'er was shocked, and immediately stood up, quickly scooped up the little bun and hugged it into her arms, her face was dissatisfied, and she frowned at the person who came.
I saw a group of guards with swords rushing into front of me, all of them were tall, powerful, and full of fierce energy, Lan Wan'er knew at first sight that these people were people who had seen blood in their hands.
In the midst of the chaos, Lan Wan'er noticed that a man was surrounded by several layers of guards, it was really not that she deliberately looked at it, but the man was so handsome that people couldn't take their eyes off easily, his facial features were flamboyant, his sword eyebrows were starry, the bridge of his nose was high, his lips were pink and thin, and his face was so white that there was no trace of blood.
This is really a veritable little white face.
Lan Wan'er chuckled, and Yu Guang noticed that the red blood on the ground was dripping from the man's heart.
She raised an eyebrow.
This little white face is extremely handsome, but unfortunately, it is a ......
The Dying.
It's funny that such a group of people suddenly appeared in the imperial city, and there was a man who was seriously injured.
Retracting her gaze, Lan Wan'er sat back in place with the little bun in her arms, her fingertips gently tapping on the tabletop, lazy and comfortable.
A group of soldiers rushed upstairs to the upper room with a whining, and after that, the shopkeeper came out of it, ran down and apologized: "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm really sorry, the boy just now has already chartered our inn, and the boy paid for today's tea for you, and I ask you to leave." ”
In the inn, I saw that several guards behind the shopkeeper were wearing swords like characters who were not easy to mess with, and they got up and left, only Lan Wan'er was still sitting comfortably with a small bun, feeding herself a few peanuts from time to time, she looked out the window, the beautiful scenery outside was moving, but unfortunately she really couldn't learn that the ancients could read a few sour poems casually, and could only sigh with emotion: "It's so good-looking." ”
There are so many beautiful beauties in the world, and I don't know if that little white face has the life to continue to watch.
"Auntie, the shopkeeper said he wanted us to go, we don't need money for this table." Lan Xiaoqi quickly captured the point, after all, their mother and son were very poor, and they were still so poor that their wallets were cleaner than their faces.
"Wait a minute." Lan Wan'er smiled.
Hearing this, Lan Xiaoqi looked suspicious and asked, "Auntie, do you want to save that person?" When did you become so kind? ”
You must know that his mother does not save people easily, even if the person is sick to death, his mother will not raise her eyelids.
Of course, if the man gives a lot of silver, he will say something else. But that person was just dressed in an ordinary and not luxurious brocade robe, although there were more people around him and a small inn, but this was still not enough to shake his mother's heart as hard as a stone.
Xiao Baozi looked at Lan Wan'er with a puzzled expression, which caused Lan Wan'er to glare back at him, and said angrily: "Your mother and my greatest kindness is to raise you!" ”
A guard saw that the people around him were empty, and Lan Xuan'er's mother and son hadn't left yet, as if they hadn't heard, stepped forward to ask, and said, "This girl, we have chartered this inn, please leave as soon as possible." ”
Hearing this, Lan Wan'er turned her head sideways, raised her eyes to look at the soldier, and said with a smile: "Within a stick of incense, your master will bleed to death if he doesn't clean the wound, and the snow dragon arrow is only half an inch away, if I say that no one in this world can cure him except me, if I leave, your master will definitely die, believe it?" ”
Hearing this, the soldier was shocked and said with a wary face: "Who the hell are you?!" ”
Lan Xuan'er chuckled, and instead of answering, she asked, "Since you asked me, then I also want to know one thing, are you from Fengwu Kingdom?" The injured man, but the King of Fengwu? ”
"You know too much!"
The soldier looked at each other angrily, pulled out the knife, and was about to put the knife on the woman's neck, but the woman did not look panicked at all, her toes were light, and in the blink of an eye, she was already standing ten meters away from him with a small bun, the breeze blew through her hair, and the woman's face was cold and indifferent.
"Why is this son so angry? I'm not a fancy one. ”
Lan Wan'er still had a smiling face, and explained indifferently: "The reason why I can recognize you as not from my country is just because of your clothes." ”