"Senior brother—" The purple-shirted woman stepped forward to take Nighthawk's hand, shaking and dragging her tone coquettishly, "You can spare him." The third senior brother didn't mean it, but Princess Lingxiang was too cunning! What's more, isn't Princess Ling Xiang arrested now? If you make a big mistake, why is it a great sin? ”

Nighthawk sighed lightly, since he was a child, he couldn't stand the coquettish tricks of his little sister Tang Wan the most, every time she was coquettish, no matter how tight Junpang was, he would ease down. But this time, he seemed to be angry.

"Sister Wan, what do you know? He almost ruined my big deal. You don't care, it's just starving him, you can't starve him! As the lord of a village, if I don't reward and punish clearly, how can I serve the people? How can we stand in the way? Military law and regulations do not allow any exceptions. If a precedent is set, it will be like a flood that bursts the levee, and it will be out of control. ”

I'm afraid that only in the face of the little junior sister Tang Wan can Nighthawk have the patience to explain, and there are more words.

But Tang Wan didn't appreciate it, and regarded him as an exception for her. She shook his ape arm and pouted reluctantly, "I don't care, senior brother." The third senior brother is so thin, like a thin monkey, where can he stand up to hunger again? Please, senior brother, hold your hand high. Let him eat dinner. If you're not happy, I'll play the flute for you, okay? ”

She raised the jade flute, put it to her lips and blew it, and only two notes were blown before she was stopped by Nighthawk: "No need, Sister Wan." This time, Brother Master can't promise you. You don't understand! What I am angry about is not that he was negligent in his duty and let Princess Ling Xiang get out of the air. It's that he is hard to change, if he wasn't too frivolous and thought about others, how could he easily fall into the way of that little vixen? ”

Speaking of which, Nighthawk still couldn't contain his anger. Thinking of the details of the dementoring described by the black eagle, I can't help but hate itchy. This kind of anger is actually a little inexplicable.

Tang Wan listened, but was very disapproving: "However, Sister Wan feels that there is something wrong with the third senior brother, but it is also excusable and sympathetic!" ”

"Is that excusable?" Where's the 'Forsa'? ”

"'Forgivable', senior brother, you set up the rules of the Nighthawk Village so strictly, neither allowing the brothers in the village to rob the people's daughters, nor allowing the brothers in the village to start a family. All of them are strong-blooded, but they were forced to become monks chanting scriptures by the senior brothers. The grievances in their hearts, who to talk to. Tang Wan, who was eager to save the black eagle, couldn't help but blurt out.

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think that Fang Cai's words had lost the etiquette of the woman in the boudoir, and he couldn't help but lower his head, and his little face was crimson.

When Nighthawk saw it, he relented, and said coldly: "If the big thing has not been accomplished, how can you become a family?" The man is ambitious in all directions, what grievances are there? But since it is the little sister who intercedes, I will give you a convenience. The main punishment of this village has to be punished like this, but little junior sister, you secretly sent food, how can I know? ”

When Tang Wan heard this, she immediately understood. She was overjoyed, smiled, and immediately curtsied: "Thank you, senior brother!" ”

Nighthawk shook her hand, she hummed, and went lightly, with a graceful posture, and in a blink of an eye, the little junior sister had grown up.

Nighthawk stared at her silhouette and smiled wickedly. In the past, the situation of the two little sisters who had no guesses is vivid. However, thinking of the master's entrustment to his only beloved daughter, Tang Wan, when he was dying, he suddenly felt inexplicably heavy in his heart.