Chapter 152: Brother, Where's the Face?
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"Cuihua, I know I was wrong, you loved me so much, I shouldn't dislike you, you see, I'm back to you now, let's elope together, okay?"
Xi Hua ran to Feng Qingyan's side and pulled her arm pitifully, as if he was almost kneeling with a handful of snot and tears and begging her to stay.
I'm a grass.
Feng Qingyan, who had just opened the door, suddenly heard such a sentence, and almost couldn't help but take off Yingfeng's stinky socks and hit him in the face.
Brother, what about the face?!
"Sister is not your green flower!" Feng Qingyan couldn't help but want to curse a few words.
Ying Feng, who had been waiting outside the door, naturally saw Xi Hua's shameless appearance, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
Well, he's about to start completing the task given to him by the prince, and the county lord is the future princess of their palace.
"Prince Xi Hua, please respect yourself."
Shadow Wind's voice was not loud, but there was a sense of energy in the lowness.
Xi Hua ignored him, he really didn't pay attention to Ying Feng's cultivation, so he continued to pester Feng Qingyan.
"No, you must be, Cuihua and I met because of this soul fragrance, and she must still remember this fragrance. How else do you explain that you've smelled the same thing before? ”
“……”
There is a sentence in your heart that your grandmother doesn't know whether to talk about it or not.
Feng Qingyan was too lazy to fight with him, the soul power in his body sank, and the next moment the shadow wind only felt a gust of wind blowing, and when he looked at it again, Feng Qingyan had disappeared.
Only Xi Hua was still standing in the same posture as before.
"Cut, it's boring." Xi Hua flicked his sleeves, and lost the look of being entangled with life and death just now.
As soon as he looked up, he saw that Shadow Wind was still looking at him, and he glared at him very unhappily, "Do you need Ben Gongzi to send you to her?" ”
“……”
Shadow Wind turned around and silently walked downstairs to the teahouse, intending to find Feng Qingyan, she shouldn't run too far.
Xi Hua glanced at the figure he was leaving, snorted very arrogantly, and then closed the door of the tea house directly from the inside.
Shadow Wind found Feng Qingyan at the mouth of the alley near the teahouse, where she was sitting on a tree and biting on a sugar gourd in her hand that she had gotten out of nowhere.
As soon as Feng Qingyan saw him, he jumped down from the tree.
"County Lord, just ...... the prince of Xi Hua"
"If you're too playful, leave him alone." Feng Qingyan waved his hand, naturally understanding what Ying Feng was going to say, and also knowing why Xi Hua was doing this.
Speaking of which, I still want to trap her.
"Let's go." She smiled disapprovingly.
"County Lord, where are we going?" Shadow Wind couldn't help but ask.
"Of course it's going to squat." Feng Qingyan was the first to take a step forward, opening his mouth and taking a bite of the sugar gourd in his hand.
Shadow Wind followed.
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At night, the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The light was on in the study, and in front of Prime Minister Lin stood a row of masked black-clothed men, their long swords behind them, and there was a cold-blooded killing intent in their eyes.
"Are your tasks clear tonight? If you can't finish it, don't come back! Prime Minister Lin Cheng put down his cruel words, and everyone present could feel that he attached great importance to this matter.
"Yes." A row of men in black spoke in unison.
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Dali Temple at night is quieter than during the day, and there are not many guards, except for the occasional scream from inside the torture room, the rest of the place is really quiet and a little excessive.
If it is daytime, some people should find that there are some people lying in the corners of many dark places in Dali Temple.
Several dark shadows came out of different directions and then came together.
"Second brother, I just saw it, and that is the prison of Dali Temple." The person who spoke was a little fat, and there was a bit of eagerness in his tone.