Chapter 1237: The Original Text Fools [Give Mo Mo Da +5]
Roncodo was a little unconvinced: "You one. Don't you be scared when you don't come home at night? ”
"I'm sure my housekeeper can't be so ignorant, so if you go back and inquire, you'll know that I'm sure nothing will happen. So no matter how many crimes you have, there must be no kidnapping of Dunjun Wang Fujin. "The original text is very confident.
Ronco understands in many seconds.
Wen Wense herself didn't dare to say that she had been kidnapped, so she didn't need anyone else to say it, she would tell Yue Zhongqi to shut up, and today she saved Yue Zhongqi, so Yue Zhongqi should also listen to her.
Then he really doesn't have to worry too much about Wen Wense and Yue Zhongqi taking the initiative to send him.
Because, that's what she's afraid of being known.
If King Fujin of Dunjun had not been kidnapped, and Yue Zhongqi would have been fine, then this matter would have been a trivial matter, no matter how big it was.
As if grasping a life-saving straw, Long Keduo slowly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yuan Wense said: "Can you let your subordinates stand far away and take a step to speak." ”
Roncodo waved his hand, and his men stepped back.
The chief of the guard under him looked worried, he originally thought that King Fujin of Dunjun was a delicate beauty like a demon concubine, and he was fascinated by the King of Dunjun, just like Li Si'er of the Longke family, but now he found that King Fujin of Dunjun was far more than that.
Yuan Wense said: "The starling's family likes to stuff people in other people's backyards, just for our grandfather, I have stuffed it more than once or twice, but it didn't work, so I started to work our palace maid, I grabbed one and you will know." I think you can sit in this position today, a peerless and brainless person, to make such a move, except for your own thoughts, have you heard any specious suggestions from others, in short, you see if your guards are so loyal. ”
Roncodo's eyes widened as he looked at the original text.
Wen Wense raised his eyebrows: "Your Ama has picked the eighth master, just for the sake of your family, you also have to pick a master, our master, it is the same as your position, just for this, I will never deal with you in the dark." If he quarrels with you, it will be a fair fight, and he is not the kind of villain who rubs in secret. ”
Roncodo nodded.
He was half persuaded by the original text.
"Take care of Dunjun Wang Fujin, you can't lose a cold hair." Roncodo commanded his men.
Earlier, he had already taken clothes for Wen Wense on Zhuangzi, and this time he gave the burden to Wen Wense and asked her to go inside to change.
As they spoke, they cleaned up and lit a fire.
Wen Wenser went in and closed the broken door.
She entered the space, took off her clothes, took a look at her body, and tears of distress fell.
It's so distressing.
The skin was beaten, kicked and rubbed bloody, and I couldn't find a few good places, and the skin was white, and the wounds lined with it were simply amazing.
Wen Wense reluctantly washed it with the water, the silver needle broke the seven big blisters on his feet, and then put on the interstellar lotion, and used this for small wounds, which is more effective than the wound medicine of this era.
I changed myself into a suit of clothes, and the dirty woolen sweater had to be cleaned up and put on, and then I changed into the cotton cheongsam they sent, and one or two plain silver hairpins.
She made a bowl of soft and sweet bird's nest in the space and settled down.