Quickly Pass Through the Villain, He is Soft and Sweet

  Chapter 81 The Lord of the House and Her Inconsistent Little Wife [3]

  Is it really him?

  Shen Wanqing is not sure.

but……

  You can try it.

  Perhaps it is really a teenager.

   "Host, is this golden master father the previous golden master father?" 748 looked at the young man who was obviously different from before, and said with no certainty.

  The girl in front of her pursed her red lips, her long eyelashes hanging down, half covering her pupils.

  There is a deep darkness in his eyes, which is a little unpredictable.

   After a while, Shen Wanqing quietly raised his eyes and looked at the carriage, "Is it right? Try it."

   feels familiar, but not sure.

  A little closer...just a little closer to know.

  There was a fight underneath, and the opponent was short of manpower, and soon fell under the wind and became the swordsman of the Zhaizhong brothers.

  The rest of the people were held hostage by Mo Tianyu and others. The only talented man in gray still stood outside the carriage with a saber, watching them vigilantly.

   "The Lord."

   Just when the two sides were in stalemate, someone suddenly yelled.

  I saw Shen Wanqing, who was wearing a black long dress and a gorgeous face, came over with a small face.

  The other people were also shocked when they saw Shen Wanqing.

  Unexpectedly, the rumors were frightened, and the village master of Chengwu Village, who had done all the bad things, was actually a little girl? !

   "The village owner, all have been taken, now only this man and the cowardly prime minister hiding in the carriage are left." Mo Tianyu walked over and gave a report.

  Shen Wanqing nodded, "Okay, I get it."

   "Is your prime minister inside?" Shen Wanqing walked a few steps closer, stopped only a few steps away from the carriage, and asked when he looked at the man in gray.

  The gray-clothed man clings to the long sword, watching Shen Wanqing vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

  Shen Wanqing's eyes half-closed, "It's nothing, I just want to see what the Prime Minister looks like."

  The girl in front of her smiled cleverly, and there was a trace of playful frivolousness in her light brown phoenix eyes.

  "I heard that Gu Jinyan, the prime minister of Baili Kingdom, wore white clothes to fill the world, elegant and cold, and unparalleled. Many boudoir girls are excited, and the owner is very curious whether this rumor is true!"

  Speaking, Shen Wanqing’s scarlet tongue licked the red lips, “Master Prime Minister can hear you? Can you come out once and let the owner of the village have a glimpse of Fangrong?”

  The girl spoke frivolously and jokingly, her phoenix eyes raised slightly, which was very sultry.

   Hearing that Shen Wanqing dared to speak lightly of his master in the public, the man in gray blushed, and his sword pointed at Shen Wanqing.

   scolded: "Bold! A bandit in a mere trivial aspect of my master, let's see how I teach you!"

  Speaking, the gray-clothed man tapped his toes lightly, and he was about to attack Shen Wanqing.

   "Xia Sheng, quit."

  The sound is like a stream of clear spring, and the voice is indifferent, which is very nice.

  Xia Sheng frowned when he heard this, but returned to the carriage obediently.

  Shen Wanqing heard the sound and glanced at the carriage, then sneered, half-squinted his eyes, and said jokingly: "This is frivolous, I haven't done anything yet!"

"you!"

   Listening to Shen Wanqing’s naked and undisguised words, Xia became angry.

  Shen Wanqing casually curled up the corners of his mouth, lazily holding his arms, standing there leisurely.

  But in the next second, the person who was still standing there suddenly disappeared.

  All the people trembled, and they were shocked at the sudden disappearance of Shen Wanqing.

  Look around, wondering where Shen Wanqing has gone.

   And Xia Sheng was stunned at the beginning, and reacted in the next second, and pulled out his saber on guard.

   was about to open the carriage curtain to pull out Shen Wanqing.

  But before he touched the curtain, the indifferent voice of the teenager came over.

   "I'm fine, withdraw."

  (End of this chapter)