"Of course, it's to capture the second son of the king of Shanghai and the Fusang people."

Innocently winked at him, and his little hand slapped heavily on his shoulder.

Liu Yuanqing almost held up, and a few drops of sweat oozed from his forehead: "Son-in-law, can you take your hand away?" ”

Swallowing his saliva, he said with a wry smile: "Your subordinates' bodies are not as strong as the son-in-law, and your hands are too strong." ”

Baozhu waved his hand wryly, and secretly stuck out his tongue.

She forgot for a while that Liu Yuanqing was a civil official, don't look at her small arms and short legs, but her strength is very great.

He couldn't hold his punch at all.

"Lao Liu, listen up, wait a minute, we will act separately, the second son of the king of Shanghai will be handed over to you, and the Fusang people will be handed over to me."

She patted her chest and promised: "Don't worry, Rong Zhao, who is ambushed on the mountain, will protect you." ”

Liu Yuanqing looked at her with an embarrassed expression: "But the son-in-law, the martial arts of his subordinates are only half-hearted, how can he be the opponent of the second son of the king of Shanghai." ”

"Huh? But didn't you scold the king of Shanghai quite badly just now? It turned out that it was just a little bit more powerful. I thought you were the best at it. ”

Baozhu pouted, and the small appearance was more disgusted than disgusted.

beckoned to the person disguised as a coachman on the side: "In this case, wait a minute, you can find the right time and knock out the second son of the king of Shanghai and bring him back." ”

looked at Liu Yuanqing with big eyes and dark eyes.

Liu Yuanqing trembled uncomfortably, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

"What better idea does the son-in-law have?"

"Well, that's a good idea, but it's a bit hard for you."

Hard for him?

Without waiting for him to react, Situ Darkgreen's people passed by them with a small procession.

"You, what are you doing here? Behind is our second son of the king of Shanghai, who wants to attack Wengcheng, why don't you leave quickly? ”

Looking at the carriage blocking in the middle, the staff who had advised Situ Molu to be cautious just now pointed to the carriage that was blocking in the middle of the road and scolded the two of them for the jewels on the big stone.

The two of them looked at each other.

Liu Yuanqing's face was not very good, but he still stood up from the stone: "Yes, I'm sorry for the military master." Our father and daughter had just come out of Wengcheng, and because we were worried that Wengcheng would fight again, we went to Dongzhou to join our relatives. ”

"I didn't expect the carriage to break down, this ...... This makes people move away, and please don't be angry, wait for us. ”

He glanced at the driver of the carriage beside him, and the two of them pretended to move the carriage away.

The staff looked up at the situation on the hill, and saw that they were too slow, and a little impatient.

"Go and help them move the wagon to the side of the road."

Turning around, he said to the people beside him: "You go and tell Childe that the front is safe." It's just a father and daughter who went to Dongzhou to join relatives. ”

"Thank you, thank you for your help."

Liu Yuanqing said gratefully to his staff.

He sat down on the big stone again, pretended to be pampered, and took out his own handkerchief to wipe his mouth with the jewel.

Baozhu puffed out her cheeks and glared at him.

Situ Molu in the back quickly received the news, and couldn't help but snort coldly: "Ben Gongzi just said it's okay, you guys are just making a fuss." ”

"With Master here, where would those people in Wengcheng dare to attack Xiaxian County at this time."

Saying that, he looked at Biandu Murakami very doggedly: "Master, when you take the urn city, I will help you search for a few yellow flower girls in the city, and ensure that Master you are drunk and dreaming of death." ”

"Yo Xi, you deserve to be my good apprentice."

The village chief of Bian Du nodded with a smile: "After taking the urn city and helping you gain the trust of your father, sooner or later the entire Eastern Regions will be yours." ”

It should be said that the entire Eastern Regions belonged to them.

Situ Molu is just a puppet raised by their Fusang.

Originally, they were more optimistic about Situ Moheng, but it was a pity that they ...... Situ Moheng did not advance, and even despised them Fusang, so they changed their strategy.

Selected Szeto Dark Green.

Situ Molu has little ability and great ambition.

It's easy for them to handle such people.

"The disciple can have where he is today because of the master's teaching."

Situ Molu was in a good mood, and the dream he had last night was definitely revealed to him by God in advance.

Even the heavens favored him so much, he must be the true son of heaven in the future.

"Yo Xi, yes, yes, let's speed up now, go to Wengcheng, kill that dog official named Liu Yuanqing, and avenge my Shenjingjun."

The big team moved again.

When Baozhu finished eating the last piece of jujube mud cake and raised her little head, she happened to see the two people in Biandu Murakami who were about to pass by her.

With big eyes, he looked at Liu Yuanqing on the side, pointed to the side of the horse and asked, "Dad, that person is really strange." The head is protruding, why is there only a small poke, and he still goes out in a urine pocket? ”

The crisp children's voice made the entire slaughtering army break the defense in an instant.

The village chief of Biandu, who had already passed by the orb, became cold and turned around and walked towards the orb.

"Where did the wild child come from, he dared to humiliate his master like this, he was simply looking for death."

Situ Molu saw that something was wrong, and he also turned around and waved the horsewhip in his hand towards Baozhu.

This whip goes down, and Baozhu is such a delicate little doll, and her skin will be open if she doesn't die.

As soon as you make a move, you will put people to death.

The second son of the king of Shanghai is very angry.

Liu Yuanqing was so frightened that he dodged behind Baozhu, Baozhu blinked his big eyes, stretched out his small hand to grab a steady one, and gently tugged it.

Situ was dragged off his horse and fell face down to the ground.

"How can you beat someone?"

Baozhu pointed at Liu Yuanqing, who was hiding behind him, with an unhappy face, and said angrily: "Do you know who he is?" ”

Under her crisp questioning, Situ Molu got up from the ground.

Bian Du Murakami's face had changed, his whole body was tense, and he stared at the jewel vigilantly.

The eye has been observing the orb for something unusual.

Rao is what he thinks, Baozhu is the same as an ordinary little girl, with a soft little face, big apricot eyes, innocent and lively.

If she hadn't been holding Situ's dark green whip in her hand, he might have believed it, the little girl in front of her was just an ordinary child.

"Yaga, who are you?"

Baozhu stood on the big rock, crossed his hands on his waist, and raised his little head arrogantly: "It doesn't matter who I am, but you must know my father." ”

Liu Yuanqing on the side instantly had a bad thought, and before he could react, Baozhu had already raised his thumb and pointed at him: "My father is Liu Yuanqing, the magistrate of Wengcheng County, who specializes in killing Fusang people in Wengcheng." ”

Boom, Liu Yuanqing felt that his neck was a little cold.

Son-in-law, son-in-law, you are such a pitfall!

This is a proper way to help him pull hatred.

The village chief of Biandu had already pulled out his katana and raised it high: "Yaga, it turned out to be you!" Kill you to avenge the deep well! ”