The icy lips of the man on horseback couldn't help twitching several times, looking at his brother's round figure and ruddy complexion, he didn't dare to imagine his brother's figure after eating and drinking.

The eyes as deep as the night were closed, and they felt a little hot.

"Let's go, I'm hungry." After the deep magnetic voice fell, the black figure drove to Luan's side.

"Grunt" entered the city gate with the cheerful sound of Luan's driving wheels and the lazy sound of horses' hooves, and behind him was the emperor's guard and the king's black Xuanwu army, and the murderous black torrent actually dispersed the heat in the city.

It wasn't until this terrible procession entered the palace that people began to move around the city, as if the magnificent city was relieved.

The street was bustling with activity, with the doors of the shops opened, signs hung up, and the women in the courtyards carrying baskets hurried to the nearest stall selling vegetables.

And the windows of the various restaurants and teahouses were also pushed open, and men and women in luxurious clothes sat together, talking about today's battle and the terrifying army, and even...

And the king who is called the "God of Killing"...

Not to mention what kind of bloody rain the triumphant return of the imperial king will bring to the capital of the Great Yuan Kingdom, the mansions of various officials at this time are lively and tight.

And this source is because of a holy decree of Emperor Dayuan.

In a house in the city, a skinny teenage girl was wearing tattered coarse cloth clothes and rubbing the clothes in the wooden basin, but in her heart she scolded this old man for being bloody.

"Thief God, I'm blowing the air conditioner at home, and the electricity is just off, and you just get me to this place where I want a mobile phone without a mobile phone, and I want a computer without a computer The bird doesn't is here!" His chest was constantly rising and falling, as if he was not light.

She stood up suddenly, crossed her waist with one hand, and scolded with the other: "Did you bring me here to make Miss Ben a laundry girl with no two flesh and no two flesh?" ”

"Boom!" There was a loud bang.

Mu Qingqing, who was scolding impassionedly, shook his heart, and hurriedly rubbed his hands together, a flattering smile appeared on his thin and thick black face, and he looked at the blue sky above his head: "That... Hey... Don't be angry, it's so angry, I'm just complaining, this is not to discuss with you, it's not good to give me a young lady and princess, it's not in vain for me to cross a game~"

"Bang!" There was another loud bang, this time louder, and a little closer to her.

Mu Qingqing cried with a sad face, grabbed his two earlobes and squatted on the ground: "You brought me over, I'm not angry yet, why are you still so angry~"

"Okay, you stinky girl, let you do the laundry, you actually hide here and curse me!" A shrill female voice rang out, and the body trembled reflexively.

This made Mu Qingqing spit, it was too unproductive, wasn't it just an old woman with three layers of putty on her face, white enough to scare ghosts, she could be scared like this?

Wait a minute, this old woman will beat you again, and see how I clean her up.

To Mu Qingqing's surprise, the old woman did not torture her this time.

just let out a few very malicious laughter, gloating: "Oh~ It's this dead girl, take her over, the girl in this house, she is the ugliest, giggle~"