"Even if you want to get out, I will kill you first!"
The old woman seemed to have been driven crazy by Zhong Qingye's arrogance. Her wrinkled old face was distorted, and her cloudy eyes were dim in the sunlight. She was already half-buried, but her temper was even worse than that of the young man.
He didn't even have the slightest intention of knowing destiny. After hearing what Zhong Qingye said, he jumped up angrily, brandishing a knife and was about to charge at her.
"Idiot!" The fake boss gave her a cold look, his eyes were as cold as ice, which frightened the old woman who had been fed up with gunpowder so much that her whole body trembled. She stood there in silence, not daring to move, and stared with daggers in her eyes.
With bells and green leaves.
Zhong Qingye yawned lazily under her sharp eyes. The old woman was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.
"Young Master, let me ask you one last time, are you willing to take this young master with us?" The fake boss stretched out his hand and pointed at the sleeping Yeluxie who did not know what year he was today. His tone and expression were as cold as those from Siberia.
Han Feng obviously knew that he had more time here and was too lazy to waste time with Zhong Qingye.
Zhong Qingye smiled slightly, opened and closed his thin lips, and answered cheerfully: "No."
If these people were so cheerful in the beginning, everything would be easy to talk about, but now they are at a disadvantage, and they would think about it and talk it out when they know it is powerful, how could such a good thing happen? They think she, Zhong Qingye, is a softie!
"You!" The fake boss was also angry with her. Bingcube's face turned red instantly, he kissed Zhong Qingye fiercely, and gritted his teeth and said: "Have you thought clearly about provoking us..."
"If you don't leave, you won't come back to retaliate against me in the future." Zhong Qingye reached out and took out his ears to look at them, grinning slightly, revealing his bright teeth.
As if matching her words, the sound of rushing footsteps suddenly became clear, as if they were very close and would appear on the street corner soon.
At this moment, everyone became nervous, holding the long knife in their hands and looking at the fake boss uneasily.
The fake boss's expression was so grim that it was inhuman. His eyes were as vicious as a poisonous snake, and he stared at Qingye, as if he wanted to imprint her in his heart, and he seemed to pounce on her in the next second.
She peeled off the skin and bones and swallowed it.
Zhong Qingye showed a bright smile, with sunlight dancing on his bright teeth, a typical expression of schadenfreude.
"We..." The fake boss's Adam's apple trembled violently, and it seemed that the words were extremely difficult to say. He bit his lips and teeth for a long time, and finally said: "...retreat!"
As if they had been amnesty, a group of people rushed to the fake boss at a high speed, waited solemnly, and retreated as quickly as they came. The fake boss was the last to leave. Before leaving, he did not forget to give Zhong Qingye a fierce look, as if
He was saying, boy, just wait! I will come back.
Zhong Qingye laughed three times to express his contempt.
It was as if they had made an appointment. As soon as these guys left, another group of guys popped up from the corner, led by Bai Ying, who was recovering from a serious injury, and a strange man, leading a large group of neatly dressed and high-spirited people.
The servant came over with long strides.
At a glance, he saw Zhong Qingye standing like a chicken among a bunch of people who didn't know whether to live or die. Bai Ying instantly showed a more relieved expression. On the other hand, the strange young man next to him suddenly became nervous and strode forward until he fell unconscious.
Next to Yeluxie, he picked up his head and shook his head desperately while yelling.
"Master! Master! Master, what's wrong with you?! What's wrong with you..."
Zhong Qingye directed those who followed to lift Xia'er and Qiu'er who were still unconscious, and said coolly: "With subordinates like you, it's a miracle that your master can survive to this day."
"What did you say!?" When the young man heard this, he raised his head angrily and shouted.
Zhong Qingye glanced at him and saw that Xia'er and Qiu'er had been carried away, so he took Chun'er, who was still in shock and had not recovered, with one hand and turned around and left without saying a word.
In fact, it is true that Zhong Qingye said this. People with big titles like Yeluxie must have many plotters. This master has no brains, so he just sneaked out. This slave actually has no brains.
Let him run out alone. If he hadn't happened to meet Zhong Qingye today, he would have died a hundred times based on the other party's arrangement.
Seeing that Zhong Qingye was about to leave, the man suddenly became anxious. He couldn't move while holding Yeluxie, so he could only shout: "Oh... don't leave... first tell me what happened to my young master?"
"I'm about to die!" Zhong Qingye said angrily, pulling Chun'er away with her head held high.
The man immediately turned to Bai Ying with a grimace, almost crying: "Is what your princess said true? Is she really the princess?"
Bai Yingxian looked at him sympathetically, took another look at the scattered corpses on the ground around him, and said with a wry smile: "What I can tell you is that she is really the princess, an upright princess who was personally selected by our prince and carried back in a sedan chair with eighteen people.
As for whether what the princess said is true, I don't know. Anyway, I still haven't figured out the personality of our princess."
"Then what should I do now?" The young man looked at Bai Ying bitterly, and then looked at his young master who had not yet woken up. He really felt that one head was bigger than the other two, and he regretted more and more that he should not have listened to Yeluxie.
Guihua went to the kitchen to get some snacks and asked him to sneak out alone, making it difficult to clean up now.
"Take your young master back first. As for knowing what happened, I suggest you to get some gifts and go to our palace to make amends. Otherwise... humph" Bai Ying gloated at him and said with
Two sneers ended this useless conversation.
"Bai Ying, what are you still lingering on? If you don't come back, I'm leaving!" Zhong Qingye's impatient voice came from the corner of the street. Bai Ying shrugged and said to the young man: "My princess is in the mood right now.
No, in order to make my life easier in the future, I won’t be here with you." He reached out and patted the man on the shoulder, smiling very restrainedly.
"As for what I just told you, think about it yourself. Goodbye."
Bai Ying glanced at him with a smile, and walked quickly towards Zhong Qingye, leaving the man squatting there dumbfounded, holding the sleeping young master in his arms, and staring at a few dull boys around him.
Small eyes.
"Let's go, let's go, I'm so unlucky today." Seeing Bai Ying coming, Zhong Qingye immediately urged, as for what to do with those corpses, Bai Ying was here so she didn't need to worry about these matters. The groom responded obediently,
Swinging his long whip, he slapped the horse and drove away.