Lan Weicheng's words made Zhao Xuan's mood sink instantly: "You trick me!" ”

The so-called "very reasonable" is all fart!

"To whom do you insult?" Lan Weicheng suddenly pinched Zhao Xuan's chin hard, and there was no smile on Fang Cai's kind face: "You also deserve to be played by me?" ”

"You!"

Zhao Xuan's face turned blue, her jaw ached, and she had already scolded Lan Weicheng's genealogy in her heart, but she didn't dare to gasp on her face.

"Lan Weicheng, you have to think about it carefully, my sister is the one who opened the double life, you single-life-"

This woman must understand who she is offending against!

"Although I have only opened the martial arts, my strength has passed the eighth stage, and your sister is fully open to the seven gates, and now she has to kneel!"

Lan Weicheng interrupted Zhao Xuan's words, and her voice sneered: "Don't think that everyone is afraid of her. ”

Although Zhao Xuan's sister opened the double door, she had just opened it and had not cultivated much, and if she talked about strength, it was about equal to zero.

"I'm covering the cold family." She looked around at the villagers, relieved the coercion, and said sharply, "Get out!" ”

Ivory Village is a little bit cultivated, or like Zhao Xuan's sister, she goes out to study and experience; Either enter a mercenary group or somewhere else to make a living.

Those who remain in the village now are all old, weak, sick and disabled people who cannot cultivate.

So much so that even if Lan Weicheng lifted the coercion, no one dared to mess around.

"Let's go!" Zhao Xuan also knew that he couldn't come hard at this moment, so he could only leave with a belly of fire.

Before leaving, she glanced at Leng Mingyue, and her eyes were full of anger.

"This ......"

The village chief suddenly felt embarrassed, and his old face wrinkled.

Zhao Xuan is protected by the sister who opened the double door, and Leng Mingyue is protected by the blue micro orange of the eighth section of the martial arts.

He provokes no one.

"Brother Leng." The village chief changed his previous attitude and flattered: "I heard that you hired a carriage for your daughter, saying that you would go to the imperial capital in the afternoon, but I don't know why?" Can my old bones help? ”

"Can't!"

Leng Qingfeng spit out two words without emotion, turned around and entered the house, his heart was depressed.

The carriage was prepared by him for his baby daughter, but in the situation just now, it should be when his father is showing his strength, why did he let a female baby steal the limelight?

He hates!

"Why ...... it" The village chief looked at Ye Rou'er, trying to save a little room: "Old sister, look? ”

"Let's go." Ye Rou'er invited her palm, and smiled politely: "Don't send it." ”

Just kidding, do I have to tell you about my daughter going to the imperial capital to inherit hundreds of millions of family properties?

The village chief, who touched a gray nose, left in embarrassment.

After the village chief left, Lan Weicheng's voice raised: "Sister is going to the imperial capital?" Coincidentally, I'm also going to Dijing, rubbing a carriage? ”

"If you don't like the carriage to be slow and bumpy, you can go along." Leng Mingyue put down Shen Zichen, with a slight smile on the corner of her lips.

Her acquaintance with Lan Weicheng was an accident.

Lan Weicheng is a native of the next village, and often experiences in the forests and other places between the villages.

One day, the child of the Enlightenment School fell into the raging river, and as soon as she went down the river, the child was fished out by the blue micro orange who returned from the experience.

The children liked such "heroes", so they pestered Lan Weicheng, asking her to tell a story and make an appointment to meet next time.

Lan Weicheng did not refuse, and after coming and going, she also matured with Lan Weicheng.

The two have different personalities, but they can talk unexpectedly.

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it." Lan Weicheng smiled, and his eyes fell on Shen Zichen next to Leng Mingyue:

"Whose little girl is this, so familiar?"

Shen Zichen grabbed the corner of Leng Mingyue's clothes and shrank back.