The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

Chapter 107 White Lotus or Green Tea Bitch (2)
Those with keen eyesight even noticed that although the girl named Shui Qianxun still looked cute and charming, there was a hint of disdain in her black eyes, and the red dress fluttered in the wind, as if she was covered in a gorgeous glow. Compared with her, the sedan chair, which was originally full of fairy spirit, seemed a little pale and thin.

Sitting upright behind the table, Huangfu Xun's eyes were clear, and he still had the look of a cold exile, but there was a faint smile in his eyes, and his light pink lips curled into an almost invisible arc.

Huangfu's cold and dark eyes surged slightly, a line of dark red thin lips pursed, and doubts flashed across his face. Although he was sure that Shui Qianxun was a female disciple of Tianzong from Huangfu's unruly attitude, but now Doubts arose again.

True or false, false or true, Huangfu Xun's scheming methods are really no small matter.

But this little lord Feiyan who appeared suddenly has nothing to do with the queen, and why he didn't hear any news.

Chu Li supported the table with her elbows, her chin resting on her palm, her attitude was lazy, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes raised higher and higher, and in her rippling eyes, she looked at Shui Qianxun with more interest, if this girl is really It's really interesting that a counterfeit dares to challenge the real one like this.

Huangfu Xianhui's expression naturally also became excited. Looking at Shui Qianxun's eyes, she was not only gloating, but also filled with jealousy and hatred. She believed that Shui Qianxun was a counterfeit, so the real Tianzong female disciple, He would definitely not let Shui Qianxun go, nor would it be as simple as killing her with a single blow.

She looks forward to the next good show.

In Huangfu Xianhui's heart, the appearance of this little lord Scarlet Mist is more in line with what in her mind is the style of the mysterious sect of Tianzong that is far away from the world.

The rest of the people in the field also had very different expressions. Some people showed excitement in their eyes, as if they were watching the show.Some people's eyes were unabashedly gloating, and some people couldn't see any expressions, which showed that they were quite a city.

When the little maidservants in Tsing Yi who were playing the qin and flute heard Shui Qianxun's words, their expressions froze, and the tune they played almost went out of tune.

Such an ethereal and ethereal melody was actually said to be used for mourning!

Doesn't she know how miserable the fate of offending Tianzong is?Pretending to be a female disciple of the Tianzong is already asking for death. Now that the master has come out, this one is still standing there as if nothing happened, and dares to sneer at them. Is she too brave or too stupid?

In the sedan chair, the woman known as the young master Feiyan snorted coldly.

The sound of the zither flute gradually stopped, and all the maidservants in green clothes bowed to the sedan chair in unison, standing at the front on the right side, the little maidservant in green clothes holding the qin in her arms said respectfully: "My respectful invitation, young master Scarlet Smoke."

Shui Qianxun picked her ears again, "Little Master Pneumonia", the name is quite appropriate, and when she coughs up a few mouthfuls of blood after the beating again, it will be more worthy of the name.

The young master Feiyan inside the sedan chair snorted again.

After the young maidservant in Tsing Yi finished speaking respectfully, she straightened up and said to Shui Qianxun, "What a bold country girl, do you know how serious a crime it is to pretend to be a disciple of the Tianzong? Now that the young master Fei Yan has arrived, why don't you hurry up and kneel down?" Kill yourself to apologize, my little master has always been kind and merciful, so I can leave you with a whole body."

Shui Qianxun looked at the blood that was still oozing under the sedan chair, the gravel path that had turned dark red, and the grass and ground wet with blood, and sneered, "Where did that bitch come from, how dare you pretend to be Tianzong?" Disciple, pretend to be aggressive in front of me, a genuine disciple of Tianzong, why don't you hurry over here, kneel down and commit suicide, and apologize, I promise not to leave you with a whole body."

"What did you say?" The little maidservant in Tsing Yi looked at Shui Qianxun in disbelief, the zither in her hand almost fell off, and the rest of the maidservants gasped in unison.

(End of this chapter)