God Emperor's vinegar jar is turned over again

Chapter 105 Face Slapping White Lotus (3)

Everyone trembled, even Yue Qingshuang.

In the past, Yue Qingcheng spoke in a cold tone, but that kind of arrogance did not have such a great majesty.

If it weren't for Lao Ding, no one would be afraid of this eldest lady.

But now, the coldness is down to the bone, making people shudder, as if if they disobey her, they will encounter disaster.

"I knew you weren't Yue Qingcheng! Yue Qingcheng can't practice at all, so how can you have such courage? See Miss Ben uncover your mask, lest you pretend to be a ghost!"

A stream of orange energy came out through his body, all over Yueqingshuang's hands.

One heavy orange!

Thanks to the third prince's blessing, she got many medicines from Huang Yaoshi.

In just two months, it has broken through from Chi Yuan to Orange Yuan.

She grabbed at the curtain fence of Yueqing City.

"I'm pretending to be a ghost? I think you have ghosts in your heart!"

Yue Qingcheng stretched out her slender hand, shaped like an eagle's claw, and grabbed Yue Qingshuang's wrist.

With a strong pull, Yue Qingshuang fell forward in an exclamation...

But before she fell down, Yue Qingcheng kicked her in the abdomen, twisted into a shrimp shape, and flew out.

The face stuck to the ground was scorched with blood from sand grains.

"Second miss!"

Xue Zhu and all the servant girls exclaimed in unison.

"Chunzhu, stop them, don't be polite, just call me!"

Yue Qingcheng waved her hand.

It seemed that the touch of grabbing Yue Qingshuang caused her to touch some disgusting dirty thing.

Chunzhu was grinning, rushed towards Xuezhu and the others, kicking them down with hands and feet.

She is Missy's follower, and when Missy can't practice, she is often the one who takes action.

Although it's only the third level of Chiyuan, but among the maids, there are also masters.

How to make others suffer, Chunzhu knows very well.

Yue Qingshuang felt aggrieved when she found out that no one came to help her after so long.

Her white shirt and fluttering fairy skirt were all dirty, white and gray for a while, so embarrassing.

She struggled to stand up, and stared fiercely at Yue Qingcheng, who was clearly in the crowd but detached as if isolated from the outside world.

"Yue Qingcheng, you bitch, die for me!"

Before, he said loudly that Yue Qingcheng was a fake, but now he keeps saying that.

Anyway, she just wanted to scold Yue Qingcheng...

She drew out her dagger and stabbed at Yue Qingcheng.

Yue Qingcheng slightly hooked her lips.

Yue Qingshuang is dedicated to climbing high branches, where has she ever practiced seriously, and her cultivation base has been rushed up by potions, her moves are mediocre, how can she be so powerful?

She can be subdued even without the use of Yuan power.

"It seems that the matter of Ma Xiaolan is not enough to make me stand out. It was because grandpa didn't have time to deal with you, but I didn't expect you to come to my door..."

Yue Qingcheng held one hand behind her back, leaving only one hand to deal with Yue Qingshuang.

"Then I will be disrespectful!"

She raised her hand like a machete, and it was chopped down with a thunderbolt.

Just let Yue Qingshuang throw away the dagger in pain, and then, crisp slaps exploded in the room!

"The first slap was because you didn't know the rules, and seeing your sister-in-law being rude, you allowed your slaves to be violent."

Snapped!

"The second slap was when you went out when you were five years old. You deliberately tripped me and made me embarrassed, but was scolded by Duke Ding..."

Snapped!

"The third slap in the face, when you were eight years old, you stole my homework, causing me to be kicked out of school by my master, and I will never be hired..."

Snapped!

"The fourth slap, you sent people to spread rumors against my innocence in the capital..."

Yue Qingcheng waved her hand while counting the evil deeds committed by Yue Qingshuang to the original owner.

At this moment, the sun was rising, and it began to feel a little warm.

Yue Qingshuang felt that she had fallen into hell, otherwise, how could it be so cold?

(End of this chapter)