Mei Bing

"Master, Park Chanyeol has been sent back to the Tianfeng camp. Ye Tingfeng has been standing respectfully next to Jin Zhongda, looking at the cold and hard face of his master, and he didn't dare to speak until he saw his expression loosen slightly.

Kim Jong-da didn't say anything, just said briefly: "Hmm." ”

"Lord, the courtier is the second daughter of the eighth lady of Mei Bing, named Mei Bing, at the order of the emperor, I am here to serve the lord. At this time, a woman dressed in red walked towards Admiralty in a graceful manner, and then, without losing her courtesy, she was blessed.

Jin Zhongda turned his head to look at Mei Bing, and suddenly frowned, and his eyes were dyed with anger: red...... Hmph, my old man really struggled.

"Come here. After a while, Jin Zhong smiled instead of being angry, looked at Mei Bing and said, "Look, in this battle between us and Tianfeng, who should win and who will lose in the end." ”

Seeing that Jin Zhongda did not dislike his identity as his second daughter, and was willing to let himself get close, Mei Bing couldn't help but feel a little proud: Mei Jiu is a thing, she has been with the Lord for so many years, and she is not as interested as I have only seen one face.

Ye Tingfeng looked at this stupid woman's smug smile coldly, the more stupid people are, the more they will expose their feelings through some actions and expressions, so that they are not far from death.

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"According to the courtiers, this battle will definitely be won!" Mei Bing said her opinion, but there was a strong flattery in her tone.

"Why. It was obviously a question, but Kim Jong-dae didn't have any questioning tone.

The courtiers knew that this time, the Tianfeng God of War Park Chanyeol was seriously injured and unconscious. The power of this heavenly wind can't kill the enemy on the field, and second, it can't make plans, so how can this mere Tianfeng stop you? But ......" Speaking of this, Mei Bing showed a smile of unknown meaning.

"But?" asked Kim in a different tone.

Seeing that Jin Zhongda was finally looking at himself, Mei Bing's pride rose to a new level: "However, this man in white at the front, the courtiers look really powerful, if the lord can take it for his own use, then the strength of the underworld will definitely increase greatly!"

"Drag it down, let the soldiers who returned triumphantly today be good, good, hurt, and love!" Jin Zhong's eyes were cold, and his whole body exuded a cold momentum.

Mei Bing didn't struggle or scream, he had already passed out by Jin Zhongda's palm.

Ye Tingfeng didn't say anything, but his eyes couldn't help but look at the man in white on the battlefield, and after seeing the man's true appearance, he also understood why Kim Jong-dae was so angry:

It's just because the man in white is Bian Boxian, the future main room of the county lord of Zhongli!

Kim Jong Dae looked coldly at Bian Baek-hyun, who was called 'the only one who can compare with Park Chanyeol' on the battlefield, indeed, he looks very good, his fair skin looks like an egg membrane that can be blown and broken, and it looks even more charming under the light, the long and dense eyelashes are like two small brushes, gently sweeping the skin with breathing, the black jade-like eyes exude a thick chill, and the lips that bloom like cherry blossoms outline a half-moon-shaped arc, gentle as flowing water, and the beauty is shocking.

Bian Boxian has both the majesty of a big husband and the charm that a man should have, presumably Qianhan must like this kind of man. Looking at his feminine face and cruel methods, he couldn't help but chuckle......

How could it be, how could a woman as good as her like me;

How can a person like me deserve to have love......

Twelve people compete for favor, and there will be one death and abuse!

So, the cuties think, isn't this torture, maybe it's wrong, maybe it's just that our family has grown up?