Really angry?

I always rush to me when I have nothing to do, thinking you don’t care about the so-called defenses between men and women, and feelings are also a person who can’t afford to play with!

Women are indeed unreasonable.

The hero sighed and went to the inner room to find ointment, and waited for his chance to come back to serve him.

The next day, Su Yanyan seemed to have nothing happened, and she still looked like she deserved a beating and bullied her as if she was about to be beaten.

During breakfast, she insisted on stealing other people's buns, making the little maid angry and wanted to fight her hard, so the hero had to contribute his own share.

Jia Qiao was not willing to let him go hungry? When he was pushed, he was accidentally snatched away by Su Yanyan.

The hero looked at the pride on her face and suddenly realized that the idiot goddess was so slight and she would not have thought that nothing had happened before. The target of her bullying was not Jia Qiao, but him.

This is revenge.

Well, if a good man doesn’t fight with a woman, he will definitely not be able to eat.

He put everything that did not belong to Su Yanyan in front of him back to his original position, then put his own dishes at her hand, and ordered Jia Qiao to ignore him and continue eating, then got up and left the dining table.

Before walking out of the dining room, he glanced at him. Sure enough, Su Yanyan happily ate his portion and did not steal anything.

A woman!

When he arrived at the yard, Peng Qi walked quickly into the moon gate.

"Xiaoxiong, something happened!"

The hero's nerves tightened: "Has Shen Hengdao committed a crime again?"

"So that's it." Peng Qi said, "The suspect who killed Yinghe last night escaped from prison and escaped."

Uh... I didn't escape, the Lord will stand in front of you.

"Damn it! It's so rampant!" The hero said with a very exaggerated acting.

"Yes!" Peng Qi sighed, "It will be difficult for the murderer to escape and try to catch him again!"

The hero nodded. He had watched so many crime movies and novels in his previous life, and he deeply understood that if he wanted to catch a serial killer, he could only wait for him to commit the crime again.

"It's useless to be anxious about this kind of thing. Senior brother, don't worry, let Ye Xiao and the others have a headache!"

"Of course I don't need to worry about the matter of God's kindness. What I worry about is your little bastards. Who knows if the murderer will attack the Ying family again?

Remember, after arriving at the academy, try not to go out again. Even if you have to go out, don’t be alone. At least you have to bring Uncle Fu, do you know?"

As he said that, Peng Qi pinched his nose again with depression, "This matter is a mess. I thought that the most troublesome part of this trip to Bannu Mountain is you. Who knows there are such a fucking thing waiting. As expected, I don't match the eight characters of Shuangzhou City, so it's better to come back less in the future."

"Senior brother, can you save some face when speaking? What is the most troublesome part that is me?"

"Haha!" Peng Qi smiled and patted his shoulder to apologize, "The murderer escaped, I guess Li Qianhu is so hungry that he is now, so I have to comfort me for my brother. Master Master's old subordinate, so I can't feel cold.

You guys hurry up and pack up, and we'll set off later."

Seeing Peng Qi's back disappearing outside the moon gate, the hero smashed his mouth.

If the matter is targeted at him, it would be useless even if you hide back to Shuangzhou City.

However, Kunlun Academy has been standing in the West for nearly three hundred years, and has experienced two tides of strange beasts without falling. It has a standard hidden dragon and creeping tiger with a profound foundation. The Divine Eternal Dao should not have such courage and energy to cause trouble there, right?!

In short, he is too weak now and is not qualified to compete with a mysterious and terrifying cult. Before he becomes stronger, he will not be embarrassed at all.

It was noon at sunset, and when Li Qianhu was crying or laughing, the hero walked out of the gate of the city lord's mansion and was about to board the carriage when he suddenly heard a slightly frivolous voice coming from next to him.

"Your Highness, please wait."

The hero turned his face and saw two people standing behind the big stone lion beside the door.

One of them was tall, wearing a black cloak, and his whole face was buried in the shadow of the hood, revealing only the petal-like lower lip and fair and shiny chin. He was obviously a woman.

The other person was a young man with a handsome face, squinting eyes, and the corners of his mouth were naturally slightly raised, as if he was smiling all the time, looking very easy to talk.

His head was shiny, without a single hair, and he was covered with a gray-blue linen, and his feet were on straw sandals, like a monk who was begging for alms in a wanderer.

Suddenly, two strange men in strange costumes appeared, but no one felt strange. Peng Qi and Li Qianhu even took the initiative to salute them.

The reason is very simple. Only the divine servants in the temple dress up like this.

The black cloak is the exclusive costume of the Taishan Temple's divine servants; the gray-blue linen and bald head are the symbols of the Chisong Temple in Hanzhou, Northwest.

Chisong, the water god who controls rivers and lakes, is deeply influenced by the Hanzhou faith, which is the drier and most water-deficient in the Middle Earth. It is deeply rooted in what is lacking.

"What do you think of the two alchemists?" asked the hero.

The alchemist is the respectful title of the people of Middle-earth to the divine servants. It is said that these people also have some special features different from martial arts, but the heroes have never seen them.

"Liu Shang, the fourth-level servant of Chisong Temple, has seen His Highness the Young Palace Master." The bald man walked up, folded his hands together, bowed with a smile.

The hero is particularly afraid that he will follow the next sentence "Amitabha".

Because Zen Buddhism has never appeared in Middle Earth's history, and there is no such title as "monk" or "monk", but the divine servants in the Chisong Temple all have to shave their heads, and if the oblique linen is changed to red or yellow, it is like a robe.

A coincidence of mystery.

"This is the servant of Taishan Temple..."

After introducing this, Liu Shang thought that his companions would go on, but the woman in the cloak didn't say a word and couldn't help but touch her bald head awkwardly.

He doesn't know what the other person is called either.

"This... I'm prone to bother you. Your Highness should have known what happened in Hongxiuyuan last night, right?!"

"I know," the hero nodded, "I was drinking there at that time."

Liu Shang reached into his arms, took out a piece of paper, accidentally brought out a book, and fell to the ground.

The hero glanced at it and the cover of the book clearly stated the words "The story that the county magistrate's wife and the three-inch bald donkey must tell" and "Who is the old family is the youngest?"

Wow! It’s a noble genuine reader!

The hero immediately looked up to the bald man in front of him... no, it was the divine servant who was solemnly respected.

Liu Shang picked up the book, slapped the dust, and stuffed it back into his arms. He did not avoid other people's eyes throughout the whole process, his face was not changed, his heart was not beating, and his face was so thick that it was outrageous.

Then, he unfolded the paper, but it was a figure painting.

"I dare to ask if this person was the one who walked with His Highness last night?"

The hero looked closely and was immediately surprised. The man on the painting wore a jade crown, a white robe, and a folding fan in his hand. With just a few strokes, he showed the graceful style of a handsome boy. Who could Su Yanyan, who was not a man dressed as a man?

The drawings are so similar that they are simply drawn in person.

The dead bald donkey follows me?
Chapter completed!