Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 222 Eternal Empress, 1V4 Shura Field 60
But this man was very strange, he wore a bamboo hat, never revealed his real name, and left after delivering the information, with a string of wine gourds hanging around his waist.

The only impression everyone had of him was that he was addicted to alcohol.

Because of this, he was nicknamed a Drunkard.

Quan Jiu tried to recruit this person over and over again, but it was heard that this person was withdrawn and solitary, and ordinary people would never want to find him.

Quan Jiu: "Is there any news about him?"

"I have to send someone to investigate first, and I will notify you as soon as I have any news."

……

The news will come soon.

Three days ago, someone saw the drunken man in Taohuawu.

Quan Jiu intends to try his luck.

There were people coming and going in Taohuawu, and she was wearing men's clothing to mix among them, which attracted many young women to turn their heads frequently.

Quan Jiu: "I knew that no matter what gender, sister's charm has no place to be placed."

001: "Don't poison the milk, what if you are a pig in the next life?"

Quan Jiu: "Then I am also a white and tender golden suckling pig."

001: "..."

According to the information given by Emperor Yong, Quan Jiu found a small tavern in Taohuawu.

There were people coming and going in the tavern, so she went straight to the shopkeeper and asked about the drunken man.

"I know this person! I have nothing to do all day, and I just know to drink in my tavern, and I have a bad temper. I have fought with guests several times..."

When Quan Jiu heard that he had a bad temper, the suspicion in his heart intensified a bit.

"What does he look like?"

The shopkeeper thought about it for two seconds: "It looks average."

Quan Jiu began to struggle again.

How could Moxi's appearance be considered average?

"Where are the others?"

"At this point, I'm probably grinding hairpins in the yard."

Quan Jiu was puzzled: "Grind the hairpin?"

The shopkeeper explained:
"The old drunkard has a precious hairpin. No one can move it. Anyone who moves it will chop off his hand. It is probably kept to marry a wife in the future. I don't know whose girl doesn't have long eyes and will fall in love with such a drunkard..."

Quan Jiu didn't listen any more, and walked to the backyard.

Different from the noisy and noisy front hall, the backyard was empty and quiet, under the leafy sycamore tree, a man in a black robe turned his back to her, bowing his head and seriously polishing something.

Seeing this figure from behind, Quan Jiu's heart trembled fiercely, and he called out that extremely familiar name.

"Moxi?"

There was an invisible pause as the man sharpened the hairpin, and then he continued his movements as if he hadn't heard it.

Quan Jiu walked over and finally saw the man's face clearly.

As the shopkeeper said, it was an ordinary face that ordinary people would forget once they saw it.

She reached out to touch the jawline.

The man paused while grinding the hairpin, and stopped her with his hand.

"The girl is so frivolous, isn't it good?"

Quan Jiu frowned.

Even the voice is not like Moxi.

"Ergou, let me smell it."

001: "Please pay attention to your wording."

Quan Jiu: "Damn it!"

001 adults don't remember villains, glanced at the man, nodded:

"You're lucky."

The corner of Quan Jiu's mouth curled slightly, his tense nerves relaxed smoothly.

She picked up the man's chin with her fingertips, and deliberately moved closer to his lips, her tone hoarse and seductive.

"I just like frivolous young masters."

Mo Xi: "..."

He suspected she recognized him.

But thinking about it carefully, how did she know that she didn't show any flaws?
He sniffed the long-lost aroma of Quan Jiu, and all the blood in his body suddenly came to life:

"Girl, please respect yourself."

Quan Jiu's smile is not a smile:

"Self-respect? I'm not self-respect, what can you do with me?"

This wolf cub is fine, he hasn't come back to look for her even after he's been missing for so long.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, her aggression became stronger, and she approached Moxi step by step, Moxi had to retreat, and was soon forced by her in front of the sycamore tree, with her back stuck to the thick trunk.

Mo Xi frowned: "If you do this again, I will have to call someone..."

"Shout! Even if you yell and break your throat today, no one will come to save you!"

Quan Jiu is a ruffian, and he looks like he is molesting a woman from a good family.

She couldn't believe it, this wolf cub could keep his mouth shut.

Just when she pinched Moxi's chin and was about to force the Overlord to bow, there was a sudden sound of a wine jar breaking behind her.

As soon as Quan Jiu turned his head, he saw the shopkeeper staring at her and Mo Xi with wide eyes, with an expression of heaven and earth falling apart.

She is confident:
"What are you doing in a daze, have you never seen a man robbing a civilian?"

The shopkeeper stammered: "You...you continue..."

He stared at Quan Jiufeng's handsome face, and then at the ordinary Moxi, completely unable to understand this combination of beauty and beast.

Mo Xi took the opportunity to grab Quan Jiu's hand and wanted to take it away, but once the woman's skin was as smooth as fat, he was completely reluctant to let go.

Just hold it for a while, hold it for a while and then let go...

He was secretly doing psychological construction for himself.

Sensing his careful thoughts, Quan Jiu grasped the back of his hand, not letting go.

A smile flashed across Moxi's eyes, but when he thought of his current situation, the smile that hadn't spread yet stopped abruptly...

He withdrew his hand from Quan Jiu's palm, and the aura around him was much alienated.

Quan Jiu sensed the change in him, his eyes flickered, he didn't force him anymore, he just found a reason to pull him to drink.

The two drank until the evening before Quan Jiu sent him back to his room.

Quan Jiu patted his shoulder:
"Brother, have a good rest tonight."

Mo Xi stared at the wobbly and charming woman, but he was finally worried, so he helped Quan Jiu back to her room.

But just when he was about to leave, the woman who had closed her eyes suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed his wrist, her eyes full of drunkenness were clear and cold, without any trace of drunkenness.

"Are you pretending to be drunk?"

Mo Xi turned around and wanted to leave right away, but the blood in his body was boiling, and the heat waves surged up and down, he looked at Quan Jiu in disbelief:

"Did you drug your drink?"

Quan Jiu sat straddling the bed, with a domineering expression on his face:
"Didn't I learn this from you?"

Mo Xi: "..."

Sure enough, it was revealed.

Quan Jiu pulled the whip around his waist, turned his head and moved his neck:

"After seeing the third prince for a year, why did he become a chaste and strong man?"

Mo Xi: "..."

He frowned, enduring the discomfort in his body:
"Don't make trouble, give me the antidote."

Quan Jiu twitched the whip, and the whip whistled in the air, her face was rebellious.

"The antidote? Don't even think about it! Moxi, unless you are yang.wei today, even if the emperor is here, I will sleep with you today!!"

Mo Xi's face darkened slightly.

10 minute later.

Quan Jiu looked at Mo Xi who was "moving as fast as a mountain", silently raised his hand and slapped himself.

She was wrong.

She shouldn't have poisoned herself.

She looked at Mo Xi who had a cold face, and lowered her face to coax others warmly.

"Baby, it's not impossible to treat it. This kind of thing is actually normal..."

Mo Xi moved his body, faced the wall, and turned his back to her angrily.

——I am the dividing line——

Jing Chuantang: "He is so pitiful."

Feng Zhuo: "It's so pitiful."

Xu Zhu: "I suggest that you both press down the raised corners of your mouth first."

Jing Chuantang: "It's the corner of the mouth that moves first, it's none of my business."

Feng Zhuo: "In fact, we are all brothers."

Jing Chuantang: "Yes, good brother!"

Feng Zhuo: "As a brother, there are some things I can do for you."

Jing Chuantang actively raised his hand: "I can do it too!"

Mo Xi silently pulled out his sword and pointed at a certain author surnamed Yu:
"I have no enmity with you, why are you hurting me?"

A certain Yu who is not afraid of death:
"I can't help it. There are too many recommendation votes from readers. I have to have some fun for everyone."

The knife rises and the knife falls.

Some Yu.

Graduate.

　good night everyone hahaha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)