The three of them worked together and soon arrived at the top of Jiuhua Mountain.

"Master Emei, this new martial arts alliance leader, I'm afraid it must be you. Shaolin Temple abbot Fang Rui Jueheng said.

"Shaolin Abbot, this can't be nonsense. In this illusory realm, no one knows that your selfless divine skill has already broken through the transformation realm. If you want to be a teacher, this new martial arts alliance leader must be you!" said Emei Shitai Shangguan Ruiqiu modestly.

"Business blows each other, just serve the two of you. Have you two forgotten that the closed disciple of the martial arts rookie Jiuhua Villa, Yuwen Fuze, who has a compelling aura? That person is a strong contender for the leader of the martial arts alliance this year. Nangong Han, the head of the Wudang faction, reminded the two.

"The head of Nangong is joking! There are still a lot of juniors, what do you need to learn from the three of you seniors?" Yuwen Fuze said modestly.

"Brother Murong, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?" asked Yuwen Tuoba, the owner of Jiuhua Villa.

"Brother Yuwen, you have to worry a lot! Brother Xian has been doing a little better in the past few days. I didn't just learn that you, Brother Yuwen, held this new martial arts alliance leader election meeting. The virtuous brother galloped over, for fear that he would miss this once-in-a-century event. Yunyou real person Murong Bo replied.

"Brother Murong, presumably this is Brother Xian, your beloved daughter Murong Luanjie is right! Sure enough, it is the eighteenth change of the female university! I haven't seen her for many years, but she has become a peerless beauty!" Yuwen Tuoba, the owner of Jiuhua Villa, exclaimed.

"Brother Yuwen, really good eyesight! This is the little girl, this time I came in person, and by the way, I also came for the marriage contract between the little girl and your beloved son. Yunyou real person Murong Bo said.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Murong! Look at my tattered memory as a big brother, I can forget about such a big thing as marriage. Brother Xian, you can rest assured that the marriage contract between my son Feiyu and Ling Ailuanjie will inevitably be held ceremoniously after the conference. Yuwen Tuoba laughed, the owner of Jiuhua Mountain Villa.

"Cousin Luanjie, how arrogant are you? You're about to get married, do you want to be angry again?" Fu Huanjing whispered to Murong Luanjie.

"Cousin Fu Huan, you won't have to worry about this matter, not to mention who are you from my Murong Luanjie?" asked Murong Luanjie as she stepped heavily on Fu Huanjing's right foot.

This was very embarrassing, Fu Huanjing was speechless, so he had to hold his painful right foot and cry on the side.

"Young Master Feiyu, forget it, even if you don't want to marry that arrogant young lady of the Murong family, you don't need to use the Heavenly Machine Stone to travel through time and space and go to 10,000 years ago, right?"

"What do you know, muddy man? My master once told me that this omnipotent Heavenly Machine Stone would tell me. What is my mission in this life, and what should I live for the rest of my life? Yuwen Feiyu said by tapping the scholar's head.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Machine Stone seemed to sense something, and a space-time rift was generated out of thin air.

In an instant, the huge attraction generated by the space-time rift actually sucked Yuwen Feiyu into the crack and disappeared.

Then, the panicked scholar hurriedly ran out of the door and shouted for help everywhere, hoping that someone could save his Young Master Feiyu.

Fu Huanjing and Murong Luanjie, who were chatting and laughing in the corridor, heard the cry for help, and hurriedly rushed to Yuwen Feiyu's room.

Before the two of them could find a way to save the person, they were swallowed up by the rift in time and space.

The three people who traveled through time and space did not travel to 10,000 years ago, but to the Three Kingdoms era when the three kingdoms of the human world were in full swing.

"Lord Qiqi, Yuan Shao's army is coming, you better run away quickly!" a soldier covered in blood ran in front of Shangguan Feiyu and shouted loudly.

"Lord, what Lord, where is this, and who am I?" Shangguan Feiyu asked puzzled.

I saw that the soldier didn't have time to elaborate, and he lost too much blood and died.

"Brother Feiyu, it's too late to explain too much! Run for your life!" said Fu Huanjing on the side.

"As the old saying goes, stay in the green mountains, and don't be afraid of no firewood. Murong Luanjie on the other side nodded in agreement.

The three of them tightened their hands between each other, and tirelessly ran for a hundred miles, and finally escaped the pursuit of Yuan Shao's million-strong army.

It turned out that the three of them traveled to the Three Kingdoms era, Yuwen Feiyu became the traitor Cao Cao, Fu Huanjing became the emperor's uncle Liu Bei, and Murong Luanjie became Sun Shangxiang of Eastern Wu.

"Dare to ask the lord, who are the two of them, are they to kill or stay?" Xiahou Yuan asked on his knees.

"Sun Shangxiang of Eastern Wu, Liu Bei of Western Shu, what do you say?" Cao Cao scolded angrily.

Fu Huanjing and Murong Luanjie, before they had time to stay in the Three Kingdoms for a few more days, they would return to their homeland early.

"Cousin Luan Jie, do you regret it?" asked Fu Huanjing.

"Cousin Fu Huan, what do I regret? Don't suddenly sensationalize, okay? The two of us may die, and we can go back." Murong Luanjie was uncomfortable.

"Cousin Luan Jie, don't be like this all the time! After all, the identity of the two of us in this Three Kingdoms era is still a fake husband and wife! If you pretend a little, we are better than Jin Jian!" Fu Huan said without a blink.

"Cousin Fu Huan, then in the next life, look at your specific performance!" Murong Luanjie closed her eyes and went to her death.

Fu Huanjing hurriedly put away the Tianji Stone, this small section of the Milky Way in the past seven hundred years was enough for him to vomit for three days and three nights.

Next, Fu Huanjing had to accept the order of Murong Bo, the Great Elder of the Illusory Realm, to go to the Netherworld North Sea to enlighten the Fuyao Ghost Queen of the Big Milk and Cheap Fuyao Garden again.

The down-and-out young master Fu Huanjing, holding the sword of his master Tiefutu, soon arrived at the extreme north of the illusory world, the Netherworld North Sea.

After staying in the Netherworld Beihai for a few days, Fu Huanjing met Princess Jiang Surui by chance, and asked her where Jiang Fuyao of the Netherworld Beihai lived now.

It turned out that the princess Jiang Surui of the Illusory Netherworld North Sea in front of her was just the youngest princess in their Netherworld North Sea.

That Jiang Fuyao is the eldest princess of their Netherworld North Sea. A natural stunner, with a convex and backward curved, and a beautiful figure.

It's just that! Our reckless and dissolute eldest princess Jiang Fuyao has been lingering in the most lively entertainment and leisure place in the Netherworld Ghost Capital for a long time, and has been getting drunk all night with those dignitaries and dignitaries in the capital. In the eyes of all the ghostly women in the Netherworld Ghost Capital, she is just a long-term princess who is very good at lustful, scratching her head and showing off her coquettishness.

It needs to be explained here that Jiang Fuyao belongs to the Netherworld Beihai, the extreme north of the illusory world, but he is very fond of the Netherworld Ghost King in the Netherworld Ghost Capital, so he has lived in the Anxiety Relief Tavern in the Netherworld Ghost Capital Fuyao Garden for a long time.

Over time, the ghost woman who had a ghost capital bumped into the drunken and nonsense eldest princess Jiang Fuyao on the winding and dilapidated ghost road. Seeing that although she had an amazing figure, she didn't know that her self-righteous behavior was so obscene and debauched, so they were not far behind her, and secretly cursed to her: What's so great about the big milk!

After drunken and gibberish, the eldest princess Jiang Fuyao, her every move is so eye-catching and intriguing. Her smile and smile could teach all the spirit men in this Netherworld Ghost Capital to feel intoxicated, and those ghostly women who were angry on the side were even more envious.

Especially when Jiang Fuyao, the eldest princess of the Netherworld North Sea, held a wine pot that needed countless small summer coins to burn, and walked drunk left and right to the Nai He Bridge. Her alluring richness and all kinds of style were completely revealed in front of the entire Netherworld Ghost City at the moment when she bent down and poured out the river of the dead under the bridge. Seeing such a beautiful scenery, countless spirit men stopped to watch, and taught them to be confused, willing to immediately turn into the trickle of water under the bridge, wanting to taste how delicious the delicious food that this peerless beauty had chewed.

Why do the spirit men in the entire Netherworld Ghost Capital suddenly prefer to pursue a ghostly woman like Jiang Fuyao, the eldest princess of the Netherworld North Sea, this is all thanks to the barbaric princess Meng Yingqiang of our fantasy world.

"Huh! You stupid and ignorant illusory men. This princess is honestly lying on the bed of the Immortal Palace in this illusory world, two thousand miles away from the Netherworld North Sea in your bitter cold land, and she can be slandered by all of you. Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess in the warm bedding, pouted and muttered to herself as she played with the child's temper.

The root cause is that Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess in the Immortal Palace of the Illusory World, has a petite and cute face and a sexy and beautiful collarbone, although she is small and peaceful. What's more, she is also loyal to all the spirits in the illusory world, and she is a spirited woman with a clear and jade body, which naturally attracts countless men in the illusory world to pursue her.

It is said that on the land of the illusory world, the spirit man who wants to pursue her dream has already lined up from the immeasurable mountain of lava giants to the Netherworld North Sea. What's more, some men in the illusory world who want to cut in the queue halfway are lurking in the depths of the Netherworld and Ghost Capital, waiting for an opportunity!

It's just that, since Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess of our Illusory Realm Valhalla Palace, decided to visit the five realms of the Illusory Realm in person to choose the future Immortal Palace for herself. The eldest son of the abyss lord of the soul abyss, the eldest son of the valley lord of the endless valley, the eldest son of the spring lord of the essence devouring spring, and the eldest son of the lake lord of the soul dead lake, all four of them are on the tortuous road of pursuing our unruly princess Meng Yingqiang, one after another: breaking halberds and sinking sand.

Let's ask, in the entire Netherworld Ghost Capital, how many people have family backgrounds that can be compared to the eldest sons of the four Phantom Realm Princes? The answer is naturally very rare, and there are only a handful.

Because of this, the spirit men in the entire Netherworld Ghost Capital firmly believed that those small-breasted ghost women were difficult to pursue, so they all ran more willingly to pursue this ghostly woman who was as cheap as Jiang Fuyao, the eldest princess of the Netherworld North Sea.

From the mouths of the ghosts in the Netherworld Ghost Capital, Fu Huanjing brushed up those words, and roughly understood what kind of ups and downs the love past had in front of him, who was drinking fine wine.

First of all, it was the Netherworld Ghost King who had failed her, and she had a deep affection for the ghost queen. Then, Murong Bo, the great elder of his Yunding Sword Sect, actually smeared poison and salt on the wound of her love after the ghost in order to deceive a wisp of sword soul in the Fuyao Garden.

At this point, Fu Huanjing finally understood the reason why Murong Bo, the Great Elder of his Yunding Sword Sect, bowed down three times and begged him to go to the Netherworld North Sea.

Three days later, late at night, in a worry-relieving tavern in the Netherworld Ghost Capital Fuyao Garden, Fuyao Ghost met Fu Huanjing by chance. Unexpectedly, the two hit it off at first sight, and they started a long talk.

"I don't dare to be deep, I'm afraid of a big dream. "The Fuyao ghost of the Fuyao Garden bought drunk and said.

"I don't dare to calculate all the hexagrams, and I am afraid of the impermanence of heaven. Fu Huanjing, who was confident, drank.

"Little brat, if you know what to tell, you'll just fool those ignorant children!" said the half-drunk Fuyao Ghost Queen Fu Huan Jing with a light smile.

"I hope that someone will treat you as before, hurt you to the bone, and never be disappointed. I would like to toast you with a glass of wine, and may you have poems, dreams, and a frank distance. Cheers to me, you feel free. Fu Huanjing immediately put away the copper coins used for fortune telling on the wine table, picked up a glass of excellent wine, and said to the ghost queen.

"There won't be any more, your eldest brother, the Nether Ghost King, will marry her tomorrow. In the future, no one will feel sorry for me after the ghost, the prosperity is no longer beautiful, and the skin is like a dead wood and an old man. After shaking the ghost, Fu Huanjing in front of her, who was drunk and mistook it for the ninth brother of the Netherworld Ghost King, raised a pot of wine and drank bitterly.

"There will be, there will be. Fu Huanjing patted his thick chest and assured the queen of Fuyao.

"I helped the wanderings of the ghost queen in my life, just to let that firm footprint leave a deep trace on the road without regrets. I have followed all my life, just to let the blooming flowers in the fragrant garden, forever linger a faint fragrance. The love and hate of my life is just to let that emotional entanglement in the desolate desert drift away forever with the wind. After all, my Hongchen has dreams, remembering the rights and wrongs of you and me in the past. There are tears in my red dust, engraved in front of the moonlit flowers that you and I once were. My red dust once had you Netherworld Ghost King, but I couldn't hold hands with those happy years of your and my lives. The ghost queen leaned drunkenly against the window, looked at the festive mansion of the ghost king in the distance, and cried out heartbreakingly.

"Don't cry! the crown will fall off, and the bad guys will laugh. It's not your fault for shaking the ghost, it's just that my eldest brother, the Netherworld Ghost King, is not worthy of you. In my opinion, you deserve someone better than him, who has a deep affection for you. Fu Huanjing stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes and comforted.

"It is said that if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. Without him, the Netherworld Ghost King, what is the use of me asking for the crown of the Netherworld Queen of the Netherworld now?"

"After shaking the ghost, I wonder what your plans are in the future?" Fu Huanjing asked wanting to divert the current sad topic.

Fuyao Garden belongs to the Netherworld Ghost Capital, just like Yunshui Village belongs to Shangguan County.

"Some people's acquaintances are like a dream, and I lost this relationship after shaking the ghost. The moment his Netherworld Ghost King turned around, I still had to shed tears and leave this Netherworld Ghost City with him. After wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes, she looked out the window, wanting to take one last look at the beautiful night scene of this ghostly city.

"Don't go!" Fu Huanjing hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"In this netherworld ghost capital, there is no one who loves me. What's the point of me staying after the ghost?" asked the queen of the ghost.

"No, there will still be people who love you, and I love you very much!" Fu Huanjing said.

"You don't understand, it's not love, it's just a liking for beautiful things. When its prosperity is gone, and it is no longer beautiful, you will naturally start to dislike it. The ghost queen was amused by the childish words of the ninth brother of the Netherworld Ghost King in front of her.

"No, even if she is old and has a dead skin, I will never be disgusted with her. Fu Huanjing slapped his heavy chest again and assured the ghost queen.

"After falling in love with him and the ghost king, I drank lonely wine and blew the wind of freedom, waiting for a person who had no return date. For the rest of my life, I dreamed of only myself. After shaking the ghost, she recalled the past and wept with emotion.

"After shaking the ghost, my eldest brother Netherworld Ghost King, he doesn't deserve to make you wait! Promise me, forget him. Start over and love someone who is worth your wait. Fu Huanjing advised.

"I don't want to love casually anymore after shaking the ghost, because there is a kind of loneliness called rather lacking than abundant, and there is a kind of loneliness called just waiting for someone. Fuyao said coldly.

"Why? My eldest brother, the Netherworld Ghost King, is it so unforgettable for you to shake the ghost?" Fu Huanjing also asked too deeply into the play.

"His Netherworld Ghost King is my dream of gaining and losing after shaking the ghost, and I am his dispensable person. After all, the arrows that cross the mountains and rivers are stabbed by people with extreme affection. Fuyao said as she felt her nose ache.

"I am also extremely affectionate to you, why are you unwilling to live or die, and give me a chance, so that I can also have a chance to be affectionate with you?" Fu Huanjing cried out loudly.

"I naively thought that I would see a deer when I was deep in the forest, a whale when the sea was blue, and a ghost king when I woke up in my dream. But in fact, when the fog rises in the deep forest, when the sea is blue, the waves surge, and when the dream wakes up, the night continues, and there are no deer, no whales, and no him. But after all, the deer came in the fog, the whale surged with the waves, and he didn't look back, so how did he know that I wasn't there. But it seems to me that the deer is frightened when he sees a man, and disappears into the depths of the forest, and the whale treads the waves and runs aground in the shallows, just as I see him, as if I were frightened. After all, the deer is afraid of people, the tide recedes and the whale falls, and the fog hides his heart, and he doesn't see him, he doesn't see me. The ghost queen sighed.

After that, he felt sleepy again, and slowly placed his jade arms on the wine table, and fell asleep with a light pillow.

Fu Huanjing, who had been talking drunk with the ghost queen, gently picked it up from the wine table, put it on the bed slowly, slowly took off her treasure boots, carefully covered it with a warm bedding, and closed the door and window and left quietly.

The next day, the emperor of the Netherworld Ghost King, his big wedding ceremony was held as scheduled, firecrackers rang out in unison, gongs and drums were noisy, and the ghosts and demons of the whole city were carnivaling, celebrating this once-in-a-century event.

After waking up, she was awakened by the earth-shattering noise outside the paper window, so she put on her treasure boots regardless of the left and right, and quickly pushed the window to look.

I saw that the ghost king was dressed in red, riding a tall horse, saluting and thanking the demons on both sides, and slowly passed under the paper window behind her ghosts.

After all, he still married her as his wife, and the mountain alliance and sea oaths that he had promised her to help the ghost queen were so fragile that they were dissipated by the breeze.

After the heart is like ashes, she no longer believes that there is a bullshit love in this illusory world. She did not return to the Netherworld to inherit the queen's throne. Instead, he chose to stay in the anxiety relief tavern in this Fuyao Garden for the rest of his life, and he was very satisfied with being an ordinary wine maid.

As for Fu Huanjing, this lover, who actually put the nine princes of the ghost with brocade clothes and jade food, has to go to the worry-relieving tavern of the Fuyao Garden, and is willing to be a small handyman.

"Little brat, do you say that the women in this world are better women with big breasts and low breasts, or are they better girls with small breasts?" asked Fu Huanjing with a slight smile after the wine maid shook the ghost.

Although he is only a poor fortune teller, he only looks at people and not at his chest. A woman with great milk and a low woman is very good if she does good deeds. A girl with a small breast, if she does evil, it is not good. The little handyman Fu Huanjing played with the copper coins in his hand and replied with bleeding nostrils.

Suddenly, the temple of memory of the ghost queen collapsed, and all the good things in front of him disappeared.

"Fu Huanjing, how dare you use the Heavenly Machine Stone to make me hurt again?" Fu Huanjing, after shaking the ghost, without him Fu Huanjing explaining, the ghost claw grabbed his neck and asked angrily.

"Sister Fuyao, don't worry! Please continue to enjoy!" Fu Huanjing said with difficulty panting.

The two of them entered the Tianji Stone again, and after shaking the ghost, they wanted to see what he could do with Fu Huanjing and what flowers he could play next.

Fate, wonderful!

At the same time, our unruly princess Meng Yingqiang of the Illusory Realm Heroic Palace is also in the Anxiety Relief Wine Workshop in the Illusory Netherworld Ghost Capital Fuyao Garden, accompanying the third brother of the Netherworld Ghost King to drink and have fun!

Hearing this, Meng Yingqiang, the unruly princess of our illusion world, who was small-breasted and peaceful, naturally felt very unhappy like a fish in her throat.

"Little handyman, come here!" Meng Yingqiang waved her hand and shouted.

"Here, I don't know what you want to do?" Fu Huanjing asked with a smile on his face.

"Princess Ben just heard that you said that this ghostly woman with a small chest in the illusion world, if she does that evil thing, it will not be good?

"The villain owes!" Fu Huanjing hurriedly slapped his favorite, causing trouble, and begged for mercy on his knees.

"Little brat, get up, you didn't say you missed anything, why are you so groveling and begging for mercy from her, a ghostly woman with small breasts?" Jiang Fuyao hurriedly pulled Fu Huanjing, who was kneeling on his knees, and said.

"She is now the only daughter of the Spirit Venerable of the Illusory Realm Heroic Spirit Palace, Meng Yingqiang, we still have one more thing, it's better to have one less thing!" Fu Huanjing explained softly in Jiang Fuyao's ear after hiding.

"So what? Now, on the land of the five borders of the vast illusion realm, the prince has broken the law, and he is still guilty of the same crime as the common people. The guest officials present tonight can still make her a barbaric princess of the Heroic Palace, turn this black and white that has not changed for thousands of years upside down?" Jiang Fuyao argued.

As for the barbaric princess Meng Yingqiang at this time, why didn't the third brother of the Netherworld Ghost King beside her stand up immediately and pull her former ninth brother by the hand. Naturally, it was because the father of the Netherworld Ghost King, who was also the biological father of the two of them, had already severed the father-son relationship with him, the rebel son.

"Reversing black and white? Good and bad! This princess will be good tonight, you big and lowly ghost girl, carefully break and pull, restore this black and white, and return to the front and back. Meng Yingqiang stood up with a bulging purse in her hand and said.

"I don't know how to restore this black and white, and how to return to the position," Jiang Fuyao asked with a sneer.

"If you recognize what is right and what is wrong, you will restore black and white, and return to the right and the back. Meng Yingqiang said with her empty hands.

"So what, what about the clear identification?" Jiang Fuyao just stood up a little straighter, and asked disdainfully.

To tell the truth, comparing the horizontal and vertical directions, the ravines on the chests of the two princesses are really different.

"First of all, it was Princess Ben who took the initiative to beckon him over, and just casually asked him a little, innocuous question. Asked him if what he said just now was suspected of despising all the small-breasted and peaceful ghost women in the illusion realm. Then, he slapped his mouth without knowing his self-love, and kept apologizing to Princess Ben. In the end, you, a big-breasted and lowly ghostly woman for unknown reasons, drew a knife to help him when he saw injustice, and came up with a reasonable explanation for him to ask for this princess. Dare to ask what Princess Ben said, has she ever said something that does not match the truth?" Meng Yingqiang said in a clear and coherent manner.

"No!" Jiang Fuyao said.

"It's just that now it seems that these three old things have become less important. In the middle of drinking, the princess suddenly found that she had lost a beautiful purse containing ten small summer coins. Meng Yingqiang said pitifully.

Seeing that the words were only half spoken, Meng Yingqiang suddenly stopped talking and continued, staring at Jiang Fuyao's jade body with a pair of black eyes, and looked up and down.

"What?" Jiang Fuyao asked with a creepy chest that was stared at by Meng Yingchang.

"It's not good! It's just that this princess, now I suspect that among all the spiritual and physical bones present in this whole anxiety relief wine shop, that is, the poorest little handyman. He stole it!" Meng Yingqiang said deliberately intermittently.

During the conversation, I saw her barbaric princess Meng Yingqiang, stretching out the index finger of her right jade hand straight, pointing at all the spirits present in the Anxiety Relief Wine Shop. Then she kept turning her jade body, and every moment her index finger, the spirit body she pointed to, was changing in a different way. Finally, when her words fell, the index finger that rotated so much that it couldn't stop pointed at the little handyman Fu Huanjing, and it no longer rotated in a circle, but froze and stopped in one place.

"Impossible!"

"There's no way he's going to steal the purse!"

"As far as I know, he's a good man!"

............

For a while, everyone in the Anxiety Relief Tavern in the Netherworld Ghost Capital began to talk about it. However, after sorting out their words a little, what they extracted was the same meaning, that little handyman Fu Huanjing was absolutely impossible to steal, and she was a savage princess Meng Ying's exquisite purse.

"Didn't you hear it! Our princess in the illusionary world, you are very wrong now, he is absolutely impossible, it is the spirit who stole your purse. Personally, I think well, because of the unreasonable slander you just made to him, you must bow down and apologize to him!" Jiang Fu shook his chest and forced Meng Yingyan to force.

"Apologize to him, a shameless thief? This is really a ridiculous joke in the world! He should have knelt down and begged for forgiveness from this princess! All of you here, the ancients once said that people's hearts are separated from their bellies. Little handyman, you just hand it over obediently! Hopefully, when the princess is in a good mood, she will no longer care about this matter. Meng Yingqiang pushed Jiang Fuyao away and said with a smile to Huan Jing.

"Okay! I've said everything. An ancient man who was hurriedly passing by in front of her eyes hid her face and wept.

"I didn't steal your purse, what do you want me to pay? Look at this pocket, no! Look at this pocket............" The little handyman Fu Huanjing was full of grievances and rummaged through the only two pockets he had in his body to clear himself of the accusation.

The handyman Fu Huanjing's handyman clothes only had two shabby pockets, and after he turned one pocket inside out for everyone to see, he went to dig through the other one.

Suddenly, Fu Huanjing found that there was an extra bulging exquisite purse in his pocket, so he immediately tightened his pocket.

"What are you looking at? You're going to dig it out quickly?" Meng Yingqiang, who saw that the treacherous plan had succeeded, asked persistently.

"Yes, little brat, you are still rubbing something, hurry up and dig it out, so that you can prove your innocence! I believe you must not have stolen her beautiful purse. Jiang Fuyao urged.

"What are you waiting for, take it out!" Meng Yingqiang said in an aggravated tone.

"Don't force me!" shouted the little handyman Fu Huanjing, trembling all over his body and sweating coldly.

"What are you afraid of, little boy! Anyway, you didn't steal, I'll help you dig it out!" Jiang Fuyao continued to persuade.

Jiang Fuyao immediately walked slowly towards Fu Huanjing, stretching out his hands to help him dig through another pocket.

"Don't come here!" Fu Huanjing suddenly shouted at Jiang Fuyao.

Fu Huanjing, who was clenching his pockets, knew that at this time, even if he jumped into the Yellow River, he would not be able to wash away the slander on his body, and he didn't want to affect Jiang Fuyao, whom he had loved for a long time, so he planned to escape from the lobby door of the Anxiety Relief Wine Shop behind him.

"Take it!" Meng Yingqiang, who saw that Fu Huanjing intended to escape, immediately commanded loudly to a burly guard behind her.