Chapter 517, the benefits of using a trumpet

"Okay you, you little thief, eating what's in the bowl and looking at what's in the pot, why do you have Junior Sister Ruoqing in your heart!?".

puff.

Although Fang Mimiao's slap was not very forceful.

But Fang Chen's head was still buzzing, because he boasted that he was eloquent.

But now it's a word game with a woman.

Make trouble out of no reason.

It's still not just a realm.

His eyes widened, and he almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Now, the complacent Shangguan Ruoqing felt at ease.

In the beginning, Shangguan Ruoqing was still doing Fang Chen's routine.

But at the back, after Fang Mimiao completely focused his attention.

Shangguan Ruoqing's plan succeeded.

These few slaps really made Fang Chen weak, and the key point was that he couldn't talk back.

There are flaws in his own words, and he did not notice the loopholes in logic.

Could it be that Fang Yaomiao felt that the woman reacted too quickly?
How do you say something?

Show affection, die quickly, as expected...

Young master, I shouldn't sprinkle dog food in such a public place.

Looking over there, Fang Chen was speechless and fell silent.

Shangguan Ruoqing and Fang Yaomiao looked at each other tacitly, and there were smiles in each other's eyes.

Fairy Misty is stupid, but people are not stupid.

The two sisters are now standing on the united front.

Including Fang Piaomiao's blushing because of Fang Chen's mouthful of running the train, this time it is rare to win the round.

It's really exciting.

However, this time it was deflated.

Of course it was impossible for Fang Chen to go and argue with Fang Mimiao specifically, the black-bellied Young Master Fang was on Shangguan Ruoqing's head.

"Wait, little girl, I have plenty of ways to deal with you, and today you will cry..."

Fang Chen slandered from the bottom of his heart, and still gave Shangguan Ruoqing a fierce look in his eyes.

But Shangguan Ruoqing was not afraid of him, she giggled and puffed up her small chest, imitating Fang Miu's usual appearance, and snorted arrogantly.

Humph, hum your sister.

As the saying goes, it's no good if people are crazy, but if dogs are crazy, they will turn their heads.

Shangguan Ruoqing's retribution is coming soon.

……

There will be a lot of people dining in the cafeteria hall, and a group of oriental people suddenly squeezed in from the bustling place at the gate, which completely attracted the attention of many people.

The one leading the way was the feminine man in the putty suit.

Yu Yong Poison Master noticed the fairy sister in the fluttering white dress at first sight.

But I didn't talk nonsense.

As the leading poison master for the emperor, he would not lick an old face to chat.

But last night, Fang Chen could vaguely feel that the poison master seemed to be showing some interest in the ancient ruins of the Styx Valley in the Nine Heavens Xunxian Pavilion.

"I don't know where the next destination of this group of people is...".

Fang Chen's face hidden under the hood of the black robe was somewhat condensed.

After those Orientals were seated, they pricked up their ears and began to eavesdrop.

But it's a pity.

They talked very quietly.

And it was basically nonsense, Fang Chen lost interest in an instant.

It seems that this group of Orientals are cautious enough.

I'm afraid that I have planned the itinerary after leaving in advance.

However, when Fang Miu and Fang Chen were about to leave, the poison master got up inexplicably and walked towards them;

"I'm really interested in the ancient ruins of the fairy pavilion in the Styx Valley.

Since Fairy Misty has no intention of cooperating with my 'Great Taijun Empire', then let's compete fairly.

Although you have a scroll in your hand, you don't Representatives can sit firmly on the Diaoyutai."

When he said this, there was a soft smile on his feminine face.

Fang Chen felt like vomiting.

Good guy, speak the harshest words in the calmest tone.

Obviously, a fool can feel a bit of gunpowder in the words.

As a result, when he said these words, his tone was still so calm.

It seemed to be somewhat inconsistent.

Fang Piaomiao's cold eyes glanced at him lightly, and said neither salty nor light;
"random".

Competition is competition.

With the fairy-seeking scroll in his hand, Fang Yaomiao knew the ancient site like the back of his hand.

What's more, an oriental man actually uttered nonsense in front of him, saying that he was interested in the inheritance of the ancestors of Jiutian Xunxian Pavilion.

Could it be that Fang Piaomiao, who is a disciple of the Immortal Pavilion, can't keep the things of his ancestors?

After finishing speaking, Fang Miu and Fang Chen left the cafeteria one black and one white.

Master Yu Yong took a deep look at the backs of the two;

"Hehe, there are some people who just don't like oil and salt.

If you obediently cooperate with me, you might get a piece of the pie.

But since you are so stubborn, I don't have to hold back..." .

"You have worked so hard, but in the end it may be completely like a dream, making wedding dresses for others for no reason."

After saying this.

Yu Yong Poison Master said to his subordinates;

"Is that sword sent away?".

"Lord Poison Master, don't you intend to personally escort the Purple Crystal Heavenly Emperor Sword?".

The subordinates subconsciously exclaimed.

Yu Yong Poison Master sneered;
"Let the bullets fly for a while, this game can be fun, do these two people think I don't know their purpose?".

"Hehe, I want to see whether it is the Wangui Poison Sutra that I cultivated that is powerful, or her Immortal Fairy's Nine Heavens Seeking Immortal Art that is overbearing."

Judging by the tone, it seems that the emperor's Royal Poison Master has already noticed the plan of Fang Chen and Fang Yaomiao.

"The game is starting to get more fun...".

"Especially that boy in black robe, I felt a very familiar fluctuation in him, a little yellow and extraordinary, and a little bit of Fang Huajiu, I don't know what it will be when he sees that person reacted……".

"Really, it's exciting!"

After the poison master muttered to himself in one breath, he sat down slowly.

However, the expression on that feminine face became a bit deeper.

……

The way of heaven is good for reincarnation, who will the heaven forgive?

The ancients said.

It's not that it is not reported, the time has not come.

But now, Shangguan Ruoqing, who was still complacent when she teased Fang Chen just now, just felt her head buzzing.

Shangguan Ruoqing stood in the room dumbfounded.

In front of him was a small sapling that was no bigger than a palm.

The saplings were still stained with Chen Lu.

Swaying and lively, it looks very cute.

At this moment, Shangguan Ruoqing's mentality completely collapsed.

Rao is because she is in the mood of searching for immortals and asking questions, and she is full of fragrance.

"Nimma, this...is this my task?".

Ding.

A text message popped up on the phone.

Note, Lin Shao.

"Taking care of Xiange Yuguo is a very important matter.

After thinking about it, I think only you can handle this difficult task.

If you perform well, the organization will not treat you badly."

Shangguan Ruoqing stared at the phone screen and was silent for a while.

The task I was looking forward to was actually taking care of Xiange Yuguo...

Finally, he sat down on the bed with a wry smile on his face.

The stubborn tears are rolling in the eye sockets;

"Lin Zifan! I hate you!".

Take a look, here is the benefit of using a trumpet.

Not only do you not have to be abused.

And you won't worry about being held hostage.

Take the good things yourself, and the brothers will take the blame.

(End of this chapter)