Xiaolou turned his wrist symbolically, and it was a crackling sound at the intersection of bones and tendons. To Yueling, it sounded more like the painful sounds made by those men when they were kicked to death. And there seemed to be a scene of men suffering in extreme pain in front of her. Is this woman really so evil?

"Yes, I have nothing else, I just have a strong force. If I am not careful, I will use too much force. It's not light or heavy. Alas, they should have described the pain at that time as if they were not going to be born with pain. The screams are so miserable... Why, do you want to try it too? Haha, don't be anxious... Don't be anxious..." Xiaolou said in the second half of the sentence: Don't be anxious, it will be your turn soon...

The sound of the small building was clearly like the gurgling water, the wind blew the willows, it was soft and charming and affectionate, but to Yueling, it was no less than the sound of the female Shura climbing up from the eighteenth floor hell, cold, too cold... Yueling's expression was dumbfounded, a little dumbfounded.

After Xiaolou disappeared from her vision, she came to her senses. She couldn't help but show off her last words and said loudly, pointing to the empty stairs above: "I think you are farting, I think I'm afraid of you. If you don't believe it, let's ride a donkey and read the songbook, walk and see, hum!"

Although Xiaolou couldn't see her, the annoying cry behind her was still as true as a duck. This idiom was used well, but then again, Yueling was just a stupid, stupid, and unhonest duck, and she didn't have to worry about walking with her at all.

There is no need to mention the common people's verbal disputes... She still has some serious things to do!

As soon as I entered the door, I sensitively discovered a strange aura in the house. It seemed that someone was coming.

Looking into the house, there was a strange man sitting upright on a high position, with a wide forehead and narrow jaws, which was considered full of heaven. With every move, there was a slight slight air of a pride standing in the bureaucratic field and in the court, but more of it was a scholarly temperament who was full of poetry and books. Needless to say, this must be the mysterious Lord Shen!

Today, he is still in coarse linen clothes, wearing a hat with a face covering, and is simple and unpretentious, and full of dust. Who can recognize that this is the famous First-Class Shangshu in the capital, Lord Shen?

Everyone knows that Lord Shen is a court official who is pregnant with Huang Peizi. He is very familiar with the fact that he is respected. However, in Xiaolou's eyes, he is just an ordinary man who is fickle, fickle, staring at the pot while eating the bowl.

When Qingdie saw Xiaolou entering the door, she couldn't help but stand up to greet her: "Xiaolou, you are back. The Lord Shen you are going to meet is here now. I have been waiting for you for a long time. Whatever you want to talk about, you can talk as soon as possible..."

Xiaolou didn't expect Qingdie to invite Shen Qiuhe so soon. It's okay. She has never dealt with such a bureaucratic and prominent person. She is neither humble nor arrogant, and there is still a faint smile on the corner of her mouth: "You are here..."

Xiaolou was originally out of respect, but unfortunately, Lord Shen was not polite at all and thought he was extremely noble. So Xiaolou changed his tone and did not have any previous respect: "Since you are wearing ordinary people's clothes today, you should be a person of the same identity as me, so I don't have to salute..."

Shen Qiuhe stared at the small building opposite him in abrupt eyes. He was a child from a family, with a noble status and noble bloodline. He had always looked down on this humble brothel. However, Qingdie Feige sent a letter early in the morning saying that he had something to ask for, but he asked himself to wait for such a stinky girl who was still dry.

He was quite dissatisfied, but his good family qualities prevented him from experiencing an instant. He felt uncomfortable when he saw that the girl was so unruly and dared to be on an equal footing with him: "You are so unpunctual, I have been waiting for a long time, and I am very uneducated, but I don't care about it. In order to save time, we will just talk about it."

Xiaolou understood this kind of person who was born high and arrogant. At this time, he was thinking in his heart: "Mr. Shen, don't be angry. Although there are some improper words in his words, I certainly won't care about it either..."

Chen Qiuhe was frowning, what, she was trying to make a point of reason? Do she know what she was saying? A prostitute who was so humble that she dared to speak wildly to her? "Ha, you're so bold, how can I do it? How can I do it? "

Xiaolou seemed to see a fire above his head. Such people have always heard flattery and flattering words, so they cannot let others disobey him. Unfortunately, Xiaolou has always liked to go straight: "First, I don't know that Lord Shen will come today. We have no agreement before, so I can't be considered unstoppable. Of course, if you have to make a mistake in your mind, Lord Shen is also considered uninvited to me..."

"You..." Chen Qiuhe was speechless.

"Secondly, you and I don't have to save time at all. Now I live in the same room with your Mrs. Qingdie. The longer you stay here, the longer you spend, the longer you spend with Mrs. Qingdie. Why, you won't be bothered so soon? This is not good..."

"You... are really a mess!" After a while, Lord Shen was speechless and said nothing, and after a while, such a non-painful word appeared. At the same time, his eyes sank, looking at his beloved woman, and complained: "Qingdie, is this unrestrained girl the one you asked me to come to the court and come to see without stopping?"

Of course, she also blamed her for her careful hidden relationship and secretly interrogating them with an outsider. However, Xiaolou had already discovered their secret.

Qingdie looked at him and Xiaolou again, her eyes flashing between them: "Oh, Qiuhe, don't be impatient, you don't understand her, Xiaolou is quite good at kung fu. If she hadn't had her last night, you might not have seen me today..."

Qingdie held Xiaolou's hand, her eyes full of gratitude. No one had experienced the killing that was on the verge of death, so she could not fully understand Qingdie's gratitude to her life-saving benefactor, or even her dependence on worship.

"Hmph, how dare you exaggerate the skill of a mere three-legged cat saying that it saved your life? I think it was a blind cat who encountered a dead mouse, it was just a coincidence..." Chen Qiuhe looked at her for a long time, but he never thought that a yellow-haired girl who was ignorant of the world could be so miraculous as Qingdie said!

Qingdie let go of Xiaolou's hand, ran to Chen Qiu and his side and spoke again, but Xiaolou was so brave and extraordinary, how could he not fear assassins, stand up and fight with his own hands. Xiaolou was listening with relish and full of interest...

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Ah... I miss the past, and I see that I am always pestering you!

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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