Jiang Wan instinctively wanted to sarcastically again. Song Sheng took the lead and grabbed her shoulders and forced her back to the words she said.

Mr. Mu frowned and a hint of anger on his face: Miss Cuiling, my granddaughter is only thirteen years old this year. What can she know?

Song Sheng and Bai Yifeng's eyes fell on the little girl.

The little girl is twelve or thirteen years old, wearing two long braids, pink jacket and skirt, embroidered shoes, lowering her head, shrinking her shoulders slightly, and unable to see her eyebrows.

Song Sheng remembered that this child was a very lively girl. He was quite panicked after the accident and pestered Jiang Wan for help not long ago.

He pondered for a moment, and felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

Yang Yuying tickled: The little girl is not very noisy, she has always been afraid of death. Yesterday, she chased Miss Jiang and asked her to follow the Demon Sect to ask for a glimmer of hope.

Everyone turned their heads to look at the girl in Mu Lao's arms.

When our pot of flowers is lost, everyone else is so anxious that they are crazy, but you little girl, who is abnormal and stops making trouble and doesn't say a word.

Yang Yuying sighed, I see, you will know where the flower pot is.

The little girl shook all over and cried loudly.

The middle-aged beggar bowed his head, stared at the little girl, and said sternly: Where are the things that are not allowed to cry?

The two brothers also looked up, first looking at Mr. Mu, then the little girl. The ferocious expression on her face was restrained a little, and she whispered: Stop crying, as long as you hand over the flowers, we promise that we will never pursue them.

That's right, everyone is scared now, not just you, as long as the things are fine, no one will care about you, a little girl.

Mr. Mu quickly showed a little shock, frowned, and whispered his granddaughter: Su Su, did you really take that pot of flowers? You can't use that thing, you don't understand, let alone fun. Tell my grandpa, where did you put it? In our room?

The beggar and the brother stood up and went to search.

Yang Yuying sighed: I think the flower is probably not going to be found. Alas, the behavior of two kinds of people in this world is unpredictable, one is a madman and the other is a child.

Old Mu's expression froze.

Others dared not to take Yang Yuying's words seriously at this time.

What does it mean? The beautiful woman was drunk and laughed and said: The world is better now. Girls don’t have to rely on men, and they can still make a name for themselves and live the life they want.

My child will not be like me, like my master, who will suffer all the hardships in the world. Even the men she meets in the future will not be very good, and she will not be afraid. What are you afraid of? If you have knowledge, you can make money by yourself, and whether you can live a bad life without any man.

If we women could have had such a path back then, Linglingtang would have long ceased to exist and could not even develop.

Yang Yuying can still remember the middle-aged beautiful woman's face that has experienced many vicissitudes and complicated.

She said - If a smart woman has a way out, there will be no Lingling Hall in the world.

Yang Yuying doesn’t know how reasonable this is, but there is still some truth. Of course, there are many beautiful women in this world who like to take shortcuts, rely on men, and control men.

But if a woman can do what a man can do, and only those who can have the success can achieve it, just like those who are determined to be well-behaved, and none of them dare to confront the Demon Cult head-on.

She knew that Brother Song Sheng would save her, but it was not possible. She didn't want Brother Song Sheng to die.

Jiang Wan's heart was heavy, but her face remained unchanged.

Woman in black: If the lady is not satisfied with anything, just say it out.

After all, I am a lady from the Jiang family who can't even have a dowry concubine when she gets married. I want the best concubine, and I also want the best one. I heard that the best concubine in this world is the woman from Linglingtang.

Jiang Wan was silent for a long time, suddenly spoke out, her eyes turned and fell on Yang Yuying.

Yang Yuying:

Her consciousness just came to Ouyang Manor Master.

Ouyang Manor Lord is almost here.

So, it's good to delay time now.

But why does it seem to be involved in yourself again?

I'm still a concubine, this little girl is going to go to heaven!

It just so happened that we have a good girl from Lingling Hall.

Jiang Wan smiled and said, "Cui Ling, what price can you sell?"

Yang Yuying: After all, you can’t afford it.

Jiang Wan chuckled: Look, this girl looks down on me, the richest daughter, and you Lord!

The woman in black turned around and stared at Yang Yuying coldly. Before she could speak, she suddenly became alert and her body fell back like a broken body. She saw a cold light, Song Sheng's sword penetrated through the sky and pierced straight into the wall.

Bai Yifeng was shocked and sighed: Can't you bear it for a moment?

It's not easy to implicate others.

Song Sheng said lightly.

Jiang Wan's heart aches, her brain buzzed, and she lost her mind: I'm implicated? I'm still trying to implicate, how are you going?

She turned around and pointed at Yang Yuying, and said to the woman in black: Call me a lady, now I say, I want her to be a concubine and get married with me. What do you say?

The woman in black smiled: Obey the order!

She didn't care about Song Sheng's sword at all. Before she finished speaking, she swung her long sleeves and wrapped them around Yang Yuying's waist.

Yang Yuying calmly hugged her shoulders with her hands, letting her sleeves wrap around her waist. She didn't want to avoid it, but even if she had shocking skills, she could not use other people's bodies to make it happen.

Now she can use Cui Ling's body to exert about 30% of her strength, and she is more than enough to deal with ordinary people and even Jiang Wan.

But the woman in front of her looks like a servant and doesn't even have a name, but she is a top-notch master in the world today. The three Song Shengs may not be able to win together.

Yang Yuying and her can only be said to be a match between her.

As soon as she narrowed her eyes, she decided to be a weak woman.

stop!

Song Sheng changed his expression and shouted angrily, and he stood up. He was about to take action, but before the person could move, he suddenly heard a gust of wind and rain.

It was raining outside and the sound of rain was always there, but the wind and rain were particularly different at this moment.

The cold rain turned clear in an instant.

It's snowing?

Song Sheng was instinctively alert, stretched out his hand and held a snowflake.

At this moment, the woman in black suddenly changed her face and fell to the ground without any warning. Her hair, clothes, shoes and socks were covered with snow-white ice crystals. She looked like an ice sculpture, her lips kept shaking, but her body couldn't even move.

Yang Yuying smiled and said to the woman in black and Jiang Wan: I said, you can't afford it. It's very expensive to support me.

As she spoke, her body floated and fell into a cold embrace.

As well as the guests at the restaurant, everyone turned their heads and looked over unconsciously. When they saw it, they felt their minds were blank.

Jiang Wan was also stunned on the spot.

A god?

There are always people in this world who surpass the ordinary.

The people outside the door regard ice and snow as their bones, as if they are coming from the sky.

Master, you seem to be a little late.

Yang Yuying smiled.
Chapter completed!