Chapter 37: Phantom Fox Realm 7
Lin Yuyan was pinched by Yi Mochen, and they all began to roll their eyes. Lin Yunyuan, who was on the chairman, flew up and hit Luo Yue, scaring Luo Yue into stumbling.
She just wanted to say: What's going on, it's Yi Mochen who pinched your daughter's neck, you beat him! I'm a little girl who has nothing to do with the world, why do you do this to me!
Yi Mochen's reaction was also extremely fast, throwing Lin Yuyan away like a kite, and he received a palm from the city lord.
Lin Yunyuan slowly fell from the sky, his eyebrows and eyes did not have a trace of anger, and there was even a sense of appreciation.
"The boy is good, I'm very satisfied with this colt." turned around and hugged the unconscious Lin Yuyan and left.
The audience is not calm now, and it has begun to behave again.
"Do you see? I said that this boy has the ability, and I also gave me a placket belt! It's a pity, it's a pity. ”
"This boy is so powerful, and he is also good-looking. I was hiding my strength just now! ”
"It's the horse that the kid threw and beat him!" This one was particularly loud, and everyone was attracted. Qi Shushu looked at the man who threw the eggs.
They ran away, but they were blocked. There were bursts of terrible sounds.
There was a mess at that end, and there were already many people coming here, all of whom respectfully saluted Yi Mochen.
The man who had just announced the rules was even more delighted, and said, "Congratulations to the colt, congratulations to the colt." This way, please! ”
Yi Mochen didn't let go of Luo Yue's hand, and looked at them motionlessly. He wouldn't mind killing them if they forced them out.
Luo Yue patted him lightly with his other hand and said, "Master, the slave and maid are with you."
Yi Mochen was about to refuse, but seeing Luo Yue's serious appearance, he obediently walked out with a group of people.
Zhu Yueying understood what Luo Yue meant when she was leaving. Let them rest quiet and wait for news.
The city lord still said what he said, and when they were taken to the city lord's mansion, they arranged a luxurious courtyard, and the spirit stone that was brought into the room lay quietly on the table.
The person who announced the rules said: "Donkey, the villain is the steward of the house, Wang An, you can come to me if you need anything." Tomorrow will be the day when you and the princess will be happy, and someone will send you a wedding dress. After speaking, he continued to Luo Yue: "Girl, please come with me!"
Yi Mochen didn't want to let go, and Luo Yue didn't want to let go, she was afraid that she would be cooked and eaten.
"Steward Wang, you may not know. The slave and the maid grew up with the master, and if there was no slave and maid to serve him at night, he would not be able to sleep, and the slave and the maid did not like men. None of the people in the house believed this.
"Yue'er is right, I can't sleep when she's not there at night. And I don't like women. Yi Mochen nodded firmly, and then looked at Wang An with silky eyes.
Wang An was so frightened that he took a step back, and when he competed just now, he saw it very clearly. The colt rubbed oil on the man's hands in various ways. He didn't believe that Luo Yue didn't like men, but he firmly believed that Yi Mochen didn't like women.
Wang An arranged for the top masters of the City Lord's Mansion to serve beside him, and went to return to Lin Yunyuan. When Luo Yue saw him leaving, he asked the people who were waiting inside to fetch water for Yi Mochen to bathe. He is so embarrassed now, and his subordinates can only follow the arrangement.
Yi Mochen wanted to say something, but was stopped by Luo Yue. He winked at him, and then took out his ring and gestured it to him. Yi Mochen understood, sat on the chair, and waited for Luo Yue to stop the bleeding for him.
Only then did he remember that his blood had been shed for a long time, so it was no wonder that he was a little dizzy.
Luo Yue carefully wiped the wound, this whip was really deep and boneless, and he didn't leave any strength. If it's on me, I'm afraid I'll really go.