The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 296
"Bang bang choke—"

The fight between the two was so hot that no one dared to take a step forward and hid far away.

Suddenly, a man in white came quickly towards them.

"what happened?"

"Deputy Patriarch." The hiding Yun Clan member grabbed the man's sleeve and said, "Deputy Patriarch, the patriarch and that foreign woman fought over a man. You don't know martial arts, so don't go there."

The man looked dim, seeing the two women, one black and one white, fighting equally, but his eyes were fixed on the Fenming folding fan in Beiming Shaoxiao's hand, and he was startled suddenly.

"Quick, pull the patriarch away."

"The patriarch has not lost the wind, why are we pulling the patriarch?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it's Situ Xie's Burning Ming Folding Fan, hurry up!" The man's face changed drastically. The hidden weapon in the world is extremely poisonous. Although the woman in black in front of him only used her fan as a weapon, she didn't hurt anyone with a hidden weapon. , This shows that the patriarch is also letting go, but if it lasts for a long time, there is no guarantee that the woman in black will use the burning poison needle when she gets agitated, and no one will be able to return to heaven and save people at that time.

No one in the world knew about Burning Ming's antidote, but he knew it, but even if he knew it, there was no solution.

Everyone embraced, but they pulled away the woman in white.

"What are you doing?"

"Patriarch, I'm sorry, it was the deputy patriarch who asked the little ones to pull you away."

"You guys, let me go, is this seat the patriarch or is he the patriarch?"

"They're all patriarchs."

"You!!!" The woman in white was impatient, she gritted her teeth and glared at the man in white, shouting, "Situ Wen, you really turned against you."

The man in white glanced at the woman and said expressionlessly, "Take the patriarch down."

"Patriarch, please!"

"Situ Wen, do you want to rebel?"

"I'll give you an explanation to the patriarch later, and ask the patriarch to go back to rest first." Situ Min's eyes were quiet, but she was not moved by the woman's words.

It wasn't until the woman in white was carried away by a group of people that Beiming Shaoxiao came back to his senses.

Fuck me, don't fight anymore?Still have this kind of operation?
"you are?"

Situ Wen stared at the fan in her hand and asked, "Where did this fan come from?"

Beiming Shaoxiao raised his fan, looked at him, raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know the Fenming folding fan?"

Why does everyone recognize this fan? Could it be that the evil old man has done many bad things with this fan before?Ok!After all, she is the leader of the Demon Cult, so she has nothing to say.

With a cold face, Situ Wen said: "This fan comes from my family, so I naturally know it."

"Your family? Impossible!" Bei Mingshao smiled confusedly, so he said... what's going on?
The evil old man didn't tell her the origin of the fan, so it couldn't really be from this person's house, could it?
"How did you get this fan?"

"Given by my master."

"Who is your master?"

"Are you checking your account? Why tell me?"

Situ Wen's face darkened, she looked at Bei Ming and smiled less, and said, "...But Situ Xie?"

Bei Ming Shao smiled solemnly, and nodded his head irresistibly, as an admission.

As soon as she nodded, Situ Wen pulled out a white belt and hit her.

Fortunately, Beiming Shaoxiao reacted quickly and dodged his attack.

"If you don't agree with each other, start a fight. You have to give a reason?"

"The fan is the reason. I have to clean up the house today and destroy this magic fan." Situ Wen's face was generous and his eyes were full of anger.

"Crazy, you, did you escape from the Tianmashan Psychiatric Hospital?" Bei Mingshao smiled as he watched his fan become hot from the white belt, quickly pinned the fan to his waist, and drew out the golden dagger to block his attack .

After beating for a while, Beiming Shaoxiao found that the white tape in his hand was a bit weird, as if all iron and sharp weapons could be turned into soft objects.

Now that things have come to this, she naturally can't use a dagger.

"I tell you, don't force me to burn your cloth."

"Just try."

"Wow!" Bei Mingshao's laughter hadn't condensed yet, and his hands were surrounded by white cloth strips.

"Fuck!" Beiming Shaoxiao struggled to break free from his restraints.

Seeing him reaching out to grab the Fen Ming folding fan at her waist, Bei Ming smiled without saying a word, just raised his leg and kicked him in the face.

"Bang!" Situ Wen said with nosebleeds flying all over the place.

"Deputy patriarch..." The people who hid were shocked, the deputy patriarch suddenly knew martial arts?Still being beaten like this by that witch?God!This woman is horrible.

Taking advantage of him being kicked away, Beiming smiled and untied the cloth strips in his hands, rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, turned around and ran away.

To tell the truth, she really couldn't continue to entangle with this lunatic.

"Murong Jinxian, where are you?" Beiming Shaoxiao opened his throat and shouted.

"Catch her for me." Situ Wen covered her nose and got up from the ground.

The guards of the Yun Clan chased Beiming Shaoxiao like spring water.

Beiming Shaoxiao ran in a hurry, and was about to be caught by them, so he split them open with his backhand.

"Bang!" A powerful internal force shook everyone who was chasing behind Beiming Shaoxiao.

He was dressed in white clothes like a fairy, and he was standing behind him in a peerless style. Bei Ming smiled and glanced back, unable to move his eyes away.

"Smile." Murong Jinxian's amber eyes were full of love, and he opened his arms towards her.

Beiming Shaoxiao ran towards him and threw himself into his arms, "Murong Jinxian, do you know how hard it was for me to find you?"

Murong Jinxian hugged her tightly, and said in a pleasant voice, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."

"You fell off the cliff, where did you get hurt?" Beiming Shaoxiao poked his head out, looked at his face, and asked worriedly.

Murong Jinxian stroked her face, and said clearly: "I'm fine, Xiaoer, why did you come here? How did you get down?"

"Jumped off! How can you not get off? You thought there was a plane?" Bei Mingshao smiled and pursed his lips.

"Silly girl." Murong Jinxian's heart was rushed by the warmth, and his hands holding her were tightened again, for fear that she would be separated from him, and he really wanted to rub this little girl to the bone and cherish her.

Bei Ming smiled for a second, his face paralyzed, his head hit his chest, and he said weakly: "Murong Jinxian, don't be silly! Think of a way quickly, we are surrounded."

Looking back, they were already surrounded by the Yun people, and Situ Wen came running at the same time as the woman in white.

"Let go of him quickly." The woman in white pointed at Bei Ming and smiled angrily.

"Why? This is my husband." Bei Ming gave a childish stare with a small smile, hugging Murong Jinxian's waist and not letting go.

As soon as these words came out, Murong Jinxian laughed, put her arms around her slender waist with one hand, and hugged her to his chest.

Situ Wenchou looked at her deeply like the sea, and shouted: "Hand over the Fen Ming folding fan."

Beiming Shaoxiao also got angry, and came out of his arms, rolled up his sleeves, and said fiercely: "People in your place are really strange, robbing other people's men and also grabbing weapons? I still refuse to hand over my aunt today, and I won't accept it. Fight! Grandma is afraid of you today so she won’t tell Beiming to laugh less!”

(End of this chapter)