Xiao Wanqing stared at Huo Yunting fiercely and scolded him righteously.

"Master Huo, you dominate the three northern provinces. You are the high-ranking young marshal. There are hundreds of thousands of troops under your command. Others regard you as a god, but I, Xiao Wanqing, are not afraid of you!"

"In my opinion, you are a war criminal, a cold-blooded murderer."

"War? Fight against the enemy?"

"You know all this!"

"You can only use violence!"

She shouted loudly, "Huo Yunting, Yunzhe and I have advised you many times, but you never listen."

"Why have to fight? Why can't you sit down and talk?"

"If there is anything, it cannot be reasonable."

"The teacher teaches us to be peaceful, not war, not kill!"

"In that way, the dove of peace can spread its wings and our lives will be filled with sunshine."

Huo Yunting listened silently for a while, "Wan Qing, you don't understand!"

"I understand!"

Xiao Wanqing retorted fiercely, "I don't know anything? Is it right for you to cedify your interests when negotiations?"

"But as long as you can avoid war, it's worth it. Why are you so selfish?"

"If you do this, you will only betray your relatives and you will be dismissed. Yunzhe and I will be disappointed. If you kill someone like me, you will fall into the Avici Hell."

Xiao Wanqing's words were earnest.

9527:【…】

[Huo Yunting, don’t you even hit her?]

【This is true love!】

The corners of her mouth twitched.

Xiao Rao raised her eyebrows, and her peach blossom eyes were cold.

[Huo Yunting suffered from personal morality, but his original body admitted that he was a soldier who truly saved the country and the people in troubled times. When he was alive, no foreign enemy dared to be presumptuous in the north!]

[He protected the people.]

[Xiao Wanqing, haha, pick up the bowl to eat, put down the food and curse!]

She scolded indifferently.

At this time, in front of the foreign building.

Xiao Wanqing ended with righteousness with a stern voice, shook her hand and threw down her sentence, "Don't bother me anymore!"

"I will never fall in love with a war machine like you!"

"You go, go far."

She said, turning around and strideing.

"etc!"

Huo Yunting frowned and stepped forward to hold her wrist.

"Let go!"

Xiao Wanqing was shocked and struggled desperately.

The two of them tangled at the door.

Xiao Rao's peach blossom eyes were playing with her hands shaking.

【Xiao 9, it’s my turn ~】

She held the witchcraft doll and stepped forward.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

She shouted in a tender voice.

The two people who were entangled froze at the same time and looked over.

A rich embroidered cheongsam wrapped in a delicate body, the intoxicating peach blossom eyes are shimmering, as if the stars are filled with charming.

She walked over swayingly.

"Sister!"

Xiao Wanqing whispered in a low voice, and awkward flashed across her face.

"You, what are you doing? I didn't tell you, don't show up in front of my friends, you, you..."

Is it embarrassing to be a singer?

"This is Young Marshal Huo."

Although she rejected the commander-in-chief of the North, her sister, a singer, appeared in front of others for no reason.

It's so embarrassing to her.

"Go back!" she yelled, tears of embarrassment almost falling.

"Why are you going back?~" Xiao Rao's eyes were gentle, and she was cold and thin.

"Xiao Rao?"

"You..." Huo Yunting frowned, Yingjun and handsome, slightly disgusted. He turned to scold Xiao Rao, saying that he had to abide by the rules and not lean on it, so as not to misunderstand Xiao Wanqing.

But, the next second!

A sharp pain suddenly hit him, as if five thunders thunders were slamming, and his skull made a 'squeak' sound.

My eyes were getting dark.

His pupils were dissipated in pain, his hair stood up, his knees became weak, and he fell to his knees.

"Oh, Yun Ting, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Rao's voice was startled, and her charming face showed exaggerated concerns.

She stepped forward in small steps, holding the witch doll in her hand, and exerting force...

The poor straw dolls were all deformed by pinching.

The body is flat.

Huo Yunting:...

He was sweating all over, and his internal organs felt as if he was being clenched. He gasped violently and almost wanted to vomit blood.

"I, I'm fine!"

He clenched his teeth.

[Oh, this kind of pain...at least it was five thunders thunder. The young man is very capable of enduring it. He doesn't vomit blood~]

9527 The leisurely gloating.

Xiao Rao seemed to have never heard of it, and she had no intention of letting him go.

When people said it was okay, she just thought it was okay...but, her hand did not let go.

Still holding tightly,

Even harder and harder.

Huo Yunting felt the salty and fishy throat.

But he suppressed it. His years of career on the battlefield allowed him to have a bloody will and swallow the blood in his mouth. He was indifferent to endurance as if he had been crushed bones.

Shengsheng stood up.

"You, just be fine!"

Xiao Rao frowned and sighed, obeying the 'promise', and did not approach him, but turned his head to look at Xiao Wanqing, "Little sister, you misunderstood."

"Yun Ting is not here to find you."

"He discussed with me about something and accidentally met you. Moreover, you are so rude. What are you saying just now? Did I let you go to school in vain?"

"I don't even know basic politeness?"

"He is the young marshal, how can you scold him casually?"

She scolded in a deep voice.

Like an ignorant child.

Xiao Wanqing annoyed her elder sister’s attitude the most. What kind of politeness should she talk to? What kind of principles should she say...

What does Xiao Rao know?

How can I get more rewards when singing?
To be continued...