When the maids heard the words, they were about to act, and the flower butter mist raised their eyebrows, and their faces were fearless: "No, who are you." ”

The maid's eyes lit up, and she was already unhappy with that beautiful face, so she rushed to her at once, "I want to teach you this cheap maid to know that this is our red ginseng steward, who specializes in managing you, a cheap maid who does not obey the dignity and humility!" ”

The comers are not good.

Although her face was indifferent, her heart couldn't help but tighten.

Qi Mansion is someone else's territory in the end, she is new to the house, she has never eaten pork, at least she has seen a pig run, and she knows that in a mansion, the person in charge with the highest authority is the most difficult to mess with, and if she is not careful, it is easy to become a thorn in their side.

is a thorn in the side, and life is bound to be difficult.

Now, there are only two ways!

Either you want to make peace and become one with them;

Or demonstrate, so that they don't dare to bully her!

The maid didn't wait for her to think about it, and she was going to arrest her.

The flower fat mist turned around lightly, and went around behind the maid, and saw that several maids also rushed to her, she flew in the crowd like a butterfly dancing and falling flowers, circling around, and as soon as she raised her hand, she heard a few crisp sounds.

A few maids said "ouch", and the tears that hurt from covering their hands came down.

The flower butter mist broke their wrists!

"Can't you talk well? You have to use your hands and feet. ”

Her tone was shallow and detached, and she felt that they were a little annoying, and instead of blending in with them, it was better to demonstrate directly, so that they would suffer and not dare to offend.

Although the spiritual power is not there, it is enough to deal with a few women with the foundation of previous martial arts.

"I'm still a crooked slut!"

Red Ginseng's eyes flashed with jealousy, and she watched quietly for a long time, like a wolf, waiting for the prey to reveal its flaws.

Every move and style are all in her eyes, this wild girl has a strange way of fighting, tricky and mean, and she doesn't kill her, she doesn't look like a martial arts student, but her brain is excited, she fights snakes and hits seven inches, she is at ease, and she obviously has some strength.

But red ginseng is not easy to bully.

In the final analysis, the person in charge of the Qi Mansion, who has no skills, can make two moves with fists and embroidered legs, and the flower fat mist beats people in front of him, which is a naked provocation.

At this moment, Red Ginseng stared at that beautiful face that was unearthly, and he was furious. Where has she ever eaten such a breath, she couldn't hold it back for a while, abandoned her dignified and stern posture, squeaked, and rushed forward in a few steps!

With his left hand, he grabbed the arm of the flower fat mist, and his right hand, raised it high, and slapped the mutton fat white jade in the face. It's a pity that before this slap fell, the cheeks were grazed by a gust of ear wind, and he ate a slap on his face!

Red Ginseng was stunned for a moment, and his face was hot and painful. She barely saw who hit her! But who else but the mist of flower butter?

"You dare to hit me?"

Red Ginseng quickly reacted, and was already reluctant to play tricks with her, one hand slid along the waist, pulling, the cold flashed, and a hidden soft sword was in his hand, like a poisonous dragon out of the body, straight to the flower fat mist.

The trick of red ginseng is obviously aimed at her face.

I actually want to scratch her face!

Flower Fat Mist only felt the cold on his face stand upside down, and a cold glow in his eyes quickly converged, "Good you vicious woman!" ”

She swiped her footsteps, brushed the flying sword closely, and at the same time turned her five fingers into claws, and grabbed the hand of the red ginseng sword very quickly against the sword body.

Cha.

"Ahh

Red Ginseng screamed, the soft sword was taken off, and his body retreated, his arm hanging to the side, obviously broken.