Chapter 20 Your Supporter Is Dead
At the same moment, the breeze on the other side was driving the carriage in great confusion.
The prince didn't know what was wrong, he didn't say that the capital was not good for cultivation and he wanted to go to the suburbs, obviously the prince had disliked it at the beginning, but this time he said that he would go to the suburbs......
The prince is really ...... Volatile ......
Gu Jingzhan in the carriage stroked the blanket on his lap again and again, and couldn't help but gently hook his lips and laugh, he curled his fingers slightly, and grabbed the note in his hand that Xia Wanzhu told him to go to live in the suburbs.
It was swaying like this, and when Xia Wanzhu was about to vomit, several people finally arrived at the Zhuangzi left by Han Tianxiao.
Over the years, Mu Yunyan has changed all the people who can be replaced in Zhuangzi, and even the head of Zhuangzi has been replaced by a distant cousin of the Mu family.
This time I came here to stay for a few days, although there is little knowledge in the capital, but Zhuangzi is in charge, and he has definitely been notified in advance, but there are not many people who really come to greet him.
Most of them were loyal-looking and honest-looking peasants, and they didn't talk to the high-ranking deacons.
Xia Wanzhu smiled from the carriage, looked at the few people, the smile on the corner of her mouth remained unchanged, she thanked the few people present in a warm voice, and then took out a stool from the carriage and sat on it with her legs.
"I know you've been following me, come out and help me get those high-ranking deacons over. ”
The eyebrows and eyes on the mahogany feet are exquisite, the pair of breathtaking peach blossom eyes are rippling, the red lips are slightly opened, and he is lazy to the air.
Everyone present was a little confused, the eldest lady \ the owner was stupid because she was left behind???
The surroundings were still quiet, Xia Wanzhu was silent, and moved his fingers at the tree not far away, and a small spiritual power hit it.
Darkguard One, who was hiding behind the leaves that had just grown, was hit, and with a muffled grunt, fell from the tree, and it took a long time for him to recover.
"Still not coming out?" said as he turned his extremely good-looking peach blossom eyes over and over again as if he were in a few places, "In that case, then I have to ......"
Before the words were finished, Xia Wanzhu immediately had a few more secret guard brothers who were kneeling respectfully on the ground in front of him, and they had already shouted together neatly: "Little master......"
Summer Evening Bamboo: ...... You guys were very ambitious just now......
When he saw them come out, he didn't talk nonsense, and asked lazily, "Did you hear what I just said?"
A row of men tilted their heads and nodded with the same frequency.
"Hmm...... Go ahead, I'm sure you'll find it soon~"
The figures of several people were frightened by this soft coquettishness.
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You weren't like this when you bullied us just now! Hmph, little master, it turns out that you are just as hypocritical as adults!
Hypocritical Bamboo: "...... "Well, this flavored pastry is good.........
Although a few of the guards were a little stupid, they were not efficient, and they soon came back with a deacon in one hand, and one of them was disheveled, and seemed to have been brought from the bed.
Xia Wanzhu saw that everyone had arrived, and thanked a few secret guards, then stood up and asked with a smile, "How do you feel?"
"Miss Xia! I don't know what your purpose is for kidnapping us like this, but you must at least respect us! You are not afraid that we will go to the adults to redress our grievances!"
"Redress grievances?" Xia Wanzhu reread it with interest, and asked in a somewhat cold voice: "I want to ask, why did my Zhuangzi ask his father? As a minion, how to deal with disrespecting the master? And ......" She leaned down and asked with a smile, "Do you know who those secret guards were just now? That's right, it's my father's, and besides, it's probably more remote here, you don't know, your backer Mu Yunyan is dead, it's dead." ”
The deacon's face changed with fright, but his face changed when he heard these words, "Impossible...... This can't be ......," suddenly turned abrupt, "it's all your straw bale to blame...... Ahh
Xia Wanzhu took out the whip pinned to his waist, and whipped it hard without saying a word, and for a while there was a terrible scream outside Zhuangzi, until several people were dying, and there was a large group of onlookers around, Xia Wanzhu stopped, took out the deed of sale of several people, and asked one of them to sell them.
That man was one of the people who had been waiting here in the first place, and with some incredible joy and excitement when he heard this, he bowed his head and replied, "Yes, master."