The King's Favorite: The Peerless Female Catcher

Chapter 8 This is the Cannibal Forest (3)
With a dark face, Zhao Qian coldly looked at this group of lackeys.

The three in front, black and red official uniforms, slightly parted red lips, fox-like sly eyes, straight nose, a small red mole on the left cheek, silver hair, long hair hanging down, silver hair With silk lingering and a white belt around his waist, he looked at Chu Jingyi with a half-smile, his lips slightly curved, and there was a gentle light like spring water in those clear eyes, but in the blink of an eye, it became sharp. And fierce!
He is that Zuo Yuwei, although his hair is not tied up, but his back is full of rhinoceros. He is as beautiful as jade, with a silver sword in his hand, and his expression is rather arrogant.

This person is around twenty, but the hidden light in his eyes proves that this person is actually an old fox on the battlefield.

On his left is a young man in a snow robe with a red ribbon around his waist that is particularly eye-catching, but he is a little darker than the left guard.

On the right side of the left Yuwei, there is a young man with clear features, black robes, and two big braids. This young man has too delicate features and looks creamy, but his eyes are full of disdain for Zhao Qian.

"So this woman in a strange dress is an assassin?" Zuo Yuwei said lightly, his eyes narrowed.

"It looks weird, I don't know where it is from. But at first glance, it looks like a shrew!" The braided boy laughed mockingly.

The other soldiers burst out laughing when they heard this.

Shrew, this is an insult to Zhao Qian.

Zhao Qian didn't speak, but tightly held the knife she brought from Lord Luo, watching the changes around her vigilantly.

These people obviously didn't take her seriously.

Of course, if more than 20 people can't deal with a young girl, this is not an army.

However, these people do not have the seriousness of the army.

Probably, it belongs to the yamen?

Suddenly, a gust of wind came to the face, bringing wisps of fragrance.

Like sweet-scented osmanthus, Zhao Qian was stunned.

When I came back to my senses, there was a black and red official robe boy standing in front of me!
Zhaoqian was secretly surprised, she didn't expect this young man to be as fast as lightning.

The young man was smiling, with a cunning gleam in his eyes, and winked at Zhao Qian, "Well, this skin is as white as jade, it's a blessing for a female assassin to have such a fine skin! Also, this breast is as tender as tofu, this The waist is like willow branches, and the legs are entangled with the soul of life..."

(End of this chapter)