Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 780 Irritable Warrior VS Allure Dancer (39)

"Yes, Miss Qiqi seems to be... a little special." The young man in Tsing Yi reported while wiping the vase in his hand.

"Say!" The man crushed the lake pen, how could it be so embarrassing!

"She was able to talk to the prairie wolf, and thus gained the trust of the Beiliao Gods."

"Oh?" Prince Lian threw the pen on the ground with a strange look on his face.

The grasslands of Beiliao stretch as far as the eye can see, with galloping horses and fat cattle and sheep among them.

Grassland people pay attention to bold, forthright, thin and petite young men. If they have a good temper, they are also welcome.

Just... a gentle and delicate man appeared, submissive and unpleasant, he didn't have much strength, he looked like a woman.

That is Wan'er.

She escaped from the raging fire that night, and she was completely burned, but she still vaguely remembered what appointment she was going to, so she dragged her body along the way.

[The hero is dying, please go quickly. 】

Just when she was at a loss, the cold voice of the system sounded in her head, and she suddenly came back to her senses.

land!Yuan!return!
Inside the camp, the man was as angry as a thread, still opening his eyes, looking at the light shining from the top of the tent, wondering what he was thinking.

"General, Beiliao has already surrendered, so you don't have to worry about it. Miss Wan'er worked very hard to bring down the Beiliao royal family..." Jiang Yao held a bowl of dark brown liquid with a pungent medicinal smell. It is bitter to smell.

Lu Yuangui smiled and said: "It's really desperate, I have already surrendered, but I can't go back..."

"Yes, General, Miss Wan'er will come back, we can go back together." Jiang Yao put the medicine on the side cabinet.

"Ah."

"Of course, you two, I'm back." A beautiful female voice came.

Immediately afterwards, the door curtain was lifted, and a thin girl walked in, still as bright as ever.

Jiang Yao said in surprise, "Miss Wan'er?"

"She... is here?" Lu Yuangui was lying on the ground, without the strength to get up.

Wan'er walked to the bed in two or three steps, not caring about the sickness of the long-ill man, she touched the weak man's forehead—it was still hot, and I don't know how long he was awake during these times.

"Wan'er..."

"I'm here." She replied with a smile, without asking anything, "I've done a lot of things these days. On the first day I went to Beiliao Palace, I burned the crown prince, and Khan was also frightened. In order to escape, I also released the locked-up wolves."

"I washed the stables, herded the sheep, chopped wood to make a fire, caught girls, and tried everything."

The girl's eyes are clear, and the brilliance inside is more dazzling than before.

There were stars in her eyes, Jiang Yao pointed to the medicine on the cabinet, and then walked out silently.

"Okay...you are the best." Lu Yuangui has been lying down for so long, and his personality is much gentler, "Can you..."

"What's the matter? Drink the medicine first." Wan'er whispered softly—what can I do with a dying person?Even if the attack speed is not full, you can't do anything worse than a beast.

"It's good that you dance..." It was very difficult for him to speak, but he still insisted on finishing.

"Okay, just the sword dance when we first met, be good, drink the medicine first."

"No...you jump first..."

"Okay, let's dance for a while." Wan'er was helpless, she helped to raise Lu Yuangui's pillow, and then picked up his sword.

That dance, as light as a fright, in the shadow of swords and swords, is the girl's smile that is bound to be won, not soft and deceitful. She came to Beiliao this time, with a bit more vigor and arrogance.

Not to mention sharp-edged, but not bad.

　First update today.

　　Thank you book friend [mmmmmmme] for the 500 book coins!

　　At the same time, this little cutie has become the ninth disciple of this article, Sahua~
　　Recalling the first time we met, Qingge had bright teeth, the wind was blowing, and when he smiled, he still carried the fragrance of plums.

　　Everything is right for a moment.

　　(Can you... change your profile picture and screen name less... I can't make a note, Ben'an can hardly tell who is who, crying)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)