"It's okay, even if that dead man doesn't bite his tongue and kill himself, he can't ask anything, so he doesn't have to bother himself."

The masked man immediately turned his head and glanced at Qiantianxi with the eyes of "I am your savior, why don't you hurry over and thank the little master", the man raised his chin and waited patiently for her thanks.

However, a certain nervous woman was still immersed in her thoughts at this time, and she did not come back to her senses at all.

The word "dead man" really made Qian Tianxi a little shocked, and his little face was full of astonishment.

If it weren't for the dissolute stinky man in front of her who stopped her, she might be a cold corpse now.

However, who would have the courage to do it directly to her in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and what role did the two men, one fat and one thin, play in this.

If it was the Three Kings' Mansion where these two robbed her the night before yesterday, then the person behind them must be Aunt Wen.

What kind of people are behind Aunt Wen manipulating all this, and they can still raise a group of dead soldiers to work for her?

"Dead woman, master, I saved you with kindness, not only did you just say thank you, but you didn't even give me a good face, master, did I owe you in my last life or what?"

The masked man complained rather speechlessly, and there seemed to be some undetectable grievance in his inky pupils.

Thousand Dipping Tides: "......"

This man must be sick, yes, and he is still a fine man, one moment like a ruffian, another moment like a heroic knight, and now he is a complete boudoir little resentful woman.

Since the two maidservants of Qiantianxi returned safely, the masked man seemed to be relieved, and there was a slight hint of ridicule in his words, and the atmosphere instantly became much more relaxed.

"Is Your Excellency a lady with a thousand faces? The so-called people have a thousand faces, and demons have all kinds of things, how can it be that there are so many faces in just a moment's effort? ”

When the masked man heard this, he was slightly stunned, and his pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had been poked in the heart......

"It turns out that the word 'thousand-faced baby' is used in this way, and I don't dare to agree with it."

The masked man restrained his smile, exuding an aura of inaccessibility from all over his body.

This man's face changes so quickly......

"That's right, that's not how 'Lady with a Thousand Faces' is used. However, Miss, we still have to thank this ghost-faced hero, if it weren't for the rescue of the two black-clothed heroes under him, the slave maid and Sister Dye would have drunk Meng Po soup at this time......"

"Look at your little bit of appearance, aren't you still angry, but now your face has changed again, doesn't it feel very enjoyable to be carried?"

Qian Tianxi clasped her hands in front of her chest, and her disgusted eyes squinted at the girl who was still struggling in the hands of the man in black, and she suddenly felt that her face was about to be lost by this dead girl.

Sure enough, some of the things that Slim Dye said were quite reasonable, and Xianyun should indeed learn the rules, so as to save her from being embarrassed in front of outsiders all day long.

The masked man raised his hand slightly, and the man in black who was carrying the slender cloud immediately let go, and his movements were crisp and neat.

Xianyun was not careful, she fell into the mud, she was so angry that she got up from the ground and jumped directly on the man in black who threw her, her hands were firmly on the neck of the man in black, and she instantly turned into a sloth, and the two of them stared at each other......

Although the man in black was masked, his eyes were full of astonishment, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching.

What was this thing that suddenly crawled on top of him?