Xia Fanyin didn't expect that she would run so easily.

God help her too!

She turned into a small alley and crossed two more streets, completely relieved.

Although her sudden disappearance is likely to make it difficult for Emperor Jing, it is ...... That's it, for the sake of her borrowing this body, if you have time, go to Chitose Mansion to help Emperor Jing steal the talisman.

As she was thinking about the talisman, there was a sudden commotion ahead, and the crowd of people gathered attracted her attention.

Xia Fanyin bought a string of sugar gourds on the side of the road, bit one down, puffed his cheeks and chewed, and walked slowly in that direction.

"Whew......"

As we got closer, the initial barking of the dog gradually turned into a terrible cry of pain.

Xia Fanyin frowned, and when she got closer, she saw a person and a dog surrounding the center of the crowd.

The little white dog was scarred, and the middle-aged man was full of anger.

She asked the crowd, "Auntie, what's going on here?" ”

The other party glanced at her, "Someone is performing arts, there was an action just now that was not completed, and the performer put all the fire on the dog." No, he's whipping it! ”

Xia Fanyin's eyebrows twisted even more.

You don't have the ability to play acrobatics, and you have to anger animals, tsk.

Seeing that the seller's whip was about to fall towards the poor dog again, her eyes were cold, and she quickly twisted a sugar gourd with her hand, and popped it out with her fingertips.

"Ouch——!"

The whip finally fell, and the artist clutched his waist in pain and took two breaths, looking around angrily.

", which one is nosy?!"

Xia Fanyin was just teaching a lesson, but the man's sharp eyes found the sugar gourd in her hand.

"It turned out to be you stinky girl!"

The stout man spat viciously, and walked quickly towards her with a whip, "Little slut, you have to take care of the dog that Lao Tzu taught himself, are you looking for death?" ”

"Stinky old man, do you have eyes on the back of your ass?" She snorted, "Which eye saw that I hit you?" ”

"You're eating sugar gourds here, it's not that you're a ghost!"

"Not necessarily." She said with a faint tone in her hair, "Maybe some kind Samaritan will leave when he sees a bad deal and hits you, or maybe even a ghost can't stand your evil deeds and punish you." ”

“……”

The artist's face was pale, and he gritted his teeth, "Little slut, even if it's not you, Lao Tzu will draw you today!" ”

As he spoke, the long whip in his hand had been raised!

Xia Fanyin's eyes narrowed, and he was thinking about whether he should hit him with his fists or with a sugar gourd, when out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a crimson purple figure slowly walking towards this side!

She was dumbfounded, and the movements in her hands froze.

“…………”

What the heck?

She ran so far, why could that man still be found, and so quickly??

There was a lot of people between them, but when she looked at the man's gaze at her from afar, Xia Fanyin still shivered, and a chill crept up her spine.

It's terrible.

Xia Fanyin is about to cry, and at this time, she can't hide or beat this artist who wants to whip her.

At the moment when the long whip was so close to her, she closed her eyes and was about to dodge, but her body suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

Her nose slammed into his hard chest, and her tears almost fell from the pain.

Xia Fanyin suspected that he did it on purpose.

No, no, no, there is no doubt that he must have done it on purpose!

A low, dangerous voice sounded in his ears, "Your Royal Highness, you're running fast, huh?" ”