Chapter 477: Sending a Girl

"Mima, tell me you still have those accomplices, I don't believe this matter is your own idea." Wu Qizhe looked at Yuma coldly.

FINE BEADS OF SWEAT HAD APPEARED ON LADY NINGRONG'S FAIR FOREHEAD, THE SILVER TEETH WERE CLENCHED TIGHTLY ON THE RED CHUN, AND EVEN A TRACE OF BLOOD COULD BE SEEN, AND THE NAILS HAD SUNK INTO THE PALMS OF HER HANDS, SHE WAS REALLY AFRAID THAT THE ROYAL HORSE WOULD TELL HERSELF.

I couldn't see what the expression of the imperial horse was, and it seemed that he had put life and death aside, so I saw him say lightly: "The whole thing is my plan alone, Wen Taiji promised to make me the deputy castle master after the Royal Dragon Castle was taken, so I naturally have no reason not to agree." ”

"I really can't see that you are such a traitor who eats inside and out!" Nangong Ling'er gritted her teeth and said.

Yuma showed a wry smile, it is impossible for him to confess to Nangong Ling'er now, if he confesses, he will not betray his wife, how can he do such an unkind and unjust thing, so he can only be misunderstood.

The reason why Wu Qizhe wanted Yuma to admit it in front of everyone was to make Nangong Ling'er die, and secondly, to beat his wife Ning Rong.

"Third brother, is that the case?" Wu Qizhe clenched Ning Rong's palm, but his eyes looked at Wen Taiji.

Although Ning Rong tried her best not to show that she didn't care, her eyes couldn't help but look at Wen Taiji.

"Second brother, don't guess anymore, it's just me and Yuma conspiring, and it has nothing to do with anyone else." Wen Taiji knew that even if he dragged Mrs. Ning Rong into the water, it would be useless, at least the other party could still maneuver for himself now.

"Third brother, I really underestimated you, and even the people inside my Dragon Castle can buy it." Wu Qizhe said with a smile.

The people around were surprised to hear it, and they didn't know whether Wan Yanzang was complimenting or sarcastic.

"Second brother laughed, I'm not your prisoner yet." Wen Taiji knelt on the ground, his face was desolate, and he couldn't see the slightest majesty.

"Third brother, so you must not covet something that is not yours, otherwise the final result is not something you can bear." Wu Qizhe said lightly.

"The second brother and the third brother have been taught, and they will never change to do these delusional things in the future." Wen Taiji looked at Wan Yanzang hopefully: "I don't know if the second brother can let me go back to southern Xinjiang, in the future, the third brother must be grateful to Dai Dewei for the second brother's order, after the north and south attack the sect, I don't want to share the world equally with the second brother, as long as the second brother can let me be in a corner of southern Xinjiang, I will be satisfied." Wen Taiji lowered his posture very low, completely looking like a little brother.

"Haha..."Wu Qizhe took Ning Rong in his arms and laughed heartily.

Ning Rong lowered her eyebrows and crawled in Wu Qizhe's arms, and her jade hand lightly pressed the chest/muscles that the man knew, and the other party's body seemed familiar and unfamiliar.

She couldn't help but wonder, is such a domineering man with peerless martial arts really her husband?

After Wu Qizhe finished laughing, he looked at Wen Taiji and played with the taste: "Third brother, you and I are not children anymore, are you really willing to surrender to me if you go back?" He waved his hand to stop Wen Taiji, who still wanted to express his determination.

"I don't believe it anyway, at least not for a short time." Wu Qizhe continued: "So you can stay in the Royal Dragon Fort with peace of mind, although it is not as high as you are in the Mingfeng Pavilion, but this three meals a day can still satisfy you." ”

"Second brother, I really follow you wholeheartedly." Wen Taiji hurriedly said: "If you don't believe it, I can leave Wen Jing behind, and Wen Jing will stay in the Royal Dragon Castle and let the second brother dispose of it." After speaking, he smiled sheepishly: "My daughter is as beautiful as a flower, if the second brother doesn't mind, he will be a bed warmer in the room, and the third brother will be happy to see it." ”

"Dad, what do you say?" Wen Jingfen's face was flushed, and she said angrily.

"Second uncle, Wen Jing is promised to me." Wan Yanzheng said dissatisfied.

"Second brother, if you say a word, as long as you agree, Wen Jing will be your woman from now on." Wen Taiji didn't even glance at Yan Zheng, and directly looked at Wan Yan Zang at the top of the head.

Wu Qizhe and Ning Rong looked at each other, both of them showed a trace of disdain on their faces, they had never seen such a shameless person, in exchange for their own freedom, they did not hesitate to give away their daughter as a bargaining chip.

Yuen Long, Yang Ji, and Tu Hetu beside Wen Taiji were also dissatisfied, although Wen Taiji was their master, this was too shameless.

Especially Yuen Long and Yang Yu secretly like Wen Jing in their hearts, but they have never dared to hide their good feelings in their hearts, that is Miss Wen Jing, Ming Feng Pavilion is favored by thousands of princesses, Miss Wen Jing can only be watched from a distance and cannot be / blasphemy/play, but their lord Wen Tai Chi so lightly gave them Miss Wen Jing, who regarded them as princesses, to the enemy Wan Yanzang, how could they accept it.

Yuen Long and Yang Zhai's hearts were dripping blood, and they were about to fight against despite the addition of swords and axes, but they were pressed to the ground by the guards of the Dragon Castle behind them.

"Third brother, it seems that your subordinates are still unconvinced!" Wu Qizhe looked at Wen Taiji with a smile.

Wen Taiji's face was angry, and he looked back at his two subordinates: "What are you doing, are you still thinking that I am your master?" ”

"But, Miss Wen Jing....!" Yuen Long's heart, that pain.

"Yes, Miss Wenjing.....!" It's just that what Yang Ji is thinking about is Wen Jing's / virgin / son blood, if Wen Jing is given to someone else, isn't it / place / son /? Isn't there no more Miss Wen Jing's blood/virgin/child blood that she dreamed of?

"You two are presumptuous, the matter of my Mingfeng Pavilion, when will it be your turn to talk to the two of you." As he spoke, he stood up and kicked two feet on one of his feet.

Wen Taiji turned around and knelt on the ground again, looking at Wan Yanzang with a flattering expression: "Second brother, Wen Jing is my sweetheart, but as long as you are willing, just let her follow you to serve tea and water." ”

said that it was to serve tea and send water, but everyone could hear it, what Wen Taiji wanted to express was to let his daughter Wen Jing be disposed of by Wanyan Zang, as for how to deal with it, there are many ways to deal with it, and some people have even thought of some indescribable things.

The sadness and helplessness in Wen Jing's heart have reached the point of no return, and his father did not hesitate to give her away as a gift, and the sadness on her beautiful face could not be hidden, and silent tears cut out of her eyes and fell drippingly.

She set her eyes on Wan Yanzheng, who had always had a good impression of her, hoping that the other party could say something for herself.

Wan Yanzheng didn't speak immediately under the signal of her mother's eyes, but this performance fell in Wen Jing's eyes, but it was her only hope, and Brother Zheng was unwilling to say a word for her.

Wu Qizhe gently patted Mrs. Ning Rong's white jade-like little hand, but the other party was greeted with a resentful white eye.

He smiled and didn't care, looked at Wen Taiji who was kneeling on the ground and said with a smile: "Third brother, you have a good calculation, let me be a generation shorter than you for no reason." ”

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