Chapter 62: Captain Pirate, Respect Yourself (11)

"Please follow me" Feng Wei and Feng Wei flew in front with light skills, and in order to let the three people behind them keep up with them, the two of them deliberately slowed down.

In the wild forest, there are only corpses and gusts of wind left, and Xi or the country will usher in another bloody storm...

The third chapter is in Xia Qianyu

Half a month later

"Brother Zhang, have you heard, the floating sacrifice ten days later is a dance performed by the two beauties of the Seven Kingdoms Continent." In the Fulai Inn, a handsome man said, "Yes, who doesn't know about this, the imperial list has been posted" The man called Brother Zhang was burly, and he chatted with the man opposite with peanuts, "It is rumored that these two beauties are as beautiful as flowers, and they are beautiful and beautiful, especially the eldest princess of the Ning Kingdom, who dances so much" The burly man fantasized while saying, and the corners of his mouth also left some unknown liquid. The people around me who listened couldn't help but yearn for it.

"Hey, I said Brother Zhang, don't think about it, a noble beauty like the eldest princess, how can you and I think about it, besides, we can't even lose to Miss Yushan of the country" A lewd man at the next table laughed. "Hahahaha," everyone laughed.

"Noble, she also deserves it" In the inconspicuous corner of the teahouse, two young men dressed plainly and simply, wearing hats, looked like they were just as weak as their crowns, and there were swords wrapped in coarse cloth on the table.

"Yan Lime, this slut, one day, I must kill her" The gray-robed man gritted his teeth and said the words, his words were full of hatred. "Okay, Halberd, the top priority is to find the eldest princess." Half a month ago, the two of them received a letter, and the handwriting on the letter was exactly the same as that of the eldest princess. It reads: 'In the past, the white clothes were stained with blood, the red walls were tiled, and the pear blossoms fell. Now the wings of the sky meet each other, the soldiers fight the iron horses, and the traitors die. ’

At first, the two of them didn't believe that the eldest princess was still alive, but at the beginning, they saw with their own eyes that the eldest princess jumped from the city tower, and the white clothes of Shengxue were stained red with blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a fiery rhododendron, extremely bewitching, but also extremely gloomy. In the end, the body of the eldest princess was thrown into a mass grave, and there was no one to collect the body.

However, it is better to believe in what is there than to believe in what is not. With the mentality of luck, they came.

"Which little boy is this, he was born so handsome" The man who had just been called Brother Zhang suddenly sighed. The crowd looked for him like the door, and sure enough.

The fourteenth or fifteen-year-old boy, in a white robe, a folding fan in his hand, red lips and white teeth, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looked ashamed of a group of girls, like a fairy, so chic.

The boy seemed to be searching for someone, and suddenly, he put a box of folding fans and walked towards a corner with a smile.

A group of diners looked in that direction, one table sat Jiang Xin'er, the concubine of the first merchant in Tianyi City, and a swordsman from nowhere sat at the other table, and the diners knew it in their hearts. It turned out to be looking for a beautiful woman. However, what happened next was a big surprise.

"Two, I don't know if I can sit with you next" The corners of his mouth were still smiling, Nan Ji and Bei Yue were stunned, but Bei Yue reacted first and said friendly, "Little boy, please sit."

"Miss, don't be angry, that kid doesn't have long eyes, Miss doesn't have to take it to heart." Jiang Xin'er's face on the table next to her was a little pale, and the maid Xiaoying on the side persuaded her, but her face was red, and she had to say that the little boy was really good-looking. "Xiaoying, you are wrong, I don't know that son, let alone being angry with him" There is a layer of anger on her beautiful eyes, which little son is this, she must get him. "Huh? Knowing Miss" Xiaoying was a little stunned, but when she thought of Miss's moodiness, she swallowed the words that came to her mouth. The subordinates in the mansion envy her for having such a gentle and kind master, but they don't know how cruel and violent Miss Jiang Er is under the mask of beauty and kindness.