Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 257 The Upright Young Man Qingzhu 18
Seeing the admiration of the baby face, Wen Chun also admired the messenger of the Holy Light who had never been masked before.

If this can do such things for the Holy Light Cult, instead of being punished, she has to be rewarded.

only……

The corners of Wen Chun's eyes twitched slightly, but she didn't believe that this was exactly what the baby face said.

If this was the case, then at the time of the original owner, Yang Qingcheng would not have been the first to announce his break with the Holy Light Cult.

So I'm afraid that even a tenth of what this baby face said would not be believed by him.

However, it would be understandable to say that the Holy Light Envoy is gay...

Meimei snorted coldly, her eyes narrowed, and she said rather sharply: "Then why didn't the people sent by the sect survive?"

Although, it is a bit early for a showdown.

but……

Wen Chun looked at it with a smile, it doesn't matter if you say it now.

She is extremely inflated now, she is the most domineering leader of this martial arts world.

There's nothing a fight can't solve.

If there is a fight, then let the horse come over!

She, Wen Chun, has never been afraid of anyone!
It's a pity that what Wen Chun secretly thought did not happen.

That baby face is full of concentration.

Even if Mei Mei could be regarded as pointing her nose and scolding this time, the other party's expression remained unchanged...

No, actually it should have changed.

From the original admiration to trepidation.

The transition is extremely natural, and there is nothing unnatural about it.

"You're wronged! My lord!" There was a cry of injustice, which made him miserable.

Wen Chun looked at the baby-faced performance, feeling a little pity in her heart...

The other party's long series of actions, if Wen Chun hadn't already known that there was something tricky about it, she might have to believe the other party's words.

It really looks like...

The best of the best...

She looked at it and wanted to receive her subordinates.

The tears on the baby face came as soon as it was said, and the nose was red, and it almost flew to hug Jingjing's thigh.

A cry of sorrow like crying blood...

It’s really sad for everyone who hears it, and sheds tears when they see it...

It's a pity that the beauty is as immobile as a mountain.

He even said leisurely: "Shut up and lead the way."

When the baby face heard this, the hurt expression on his face also disappeared following Mei Jing's words.

Suddenly the rain cleared, showing that signature smile.

If it weren't for the teardrops on the baby-fat face, Wen Chun would have wondered if it was just a hallucination.

On the contrary, Wen Chun thinks this baby face is really interesting...

This meat is chubby and chubby, why is it so interesting.

"Here we are." The baby face led Wen Chun and the two of them across the small bridge and flowing water, and after going around a few rockeries, they stopped outside a small courtyard.

With a "creak", the door carved with exquisite patterns was pushed open.

It's dark inside, but I can't see what's inside for the time being.

"Please, honored guest, the Envoy of the Holy Light is waiting inside." The baby face bent slightly, motioning for Wen Chun and the two to enter.

Wen Chun walked to the door first, and before going in, she turned her face and smiled at the baby's face, and said, "How about following me?"

The baby face was stunned for a moment, his eyes didn't blink, and it took him a while to realize: "This, it depends on the Holy Light Envoy..."

"Hahahaha..." Wen Chun laughed loudly, and stepped in, "Then you pack your luggage now."

Meimei glared at the baby face, and then followed Wen Chun in.

Babyface froze outside the door.

It wasn't until the door closed again with a creak that he blinked and came back to his senses.

He stretched out his hand, covering his heart with a stiff hand.

Then there was silence for a long while before he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Ci'ao, what's wrong with me!" Babyface muttered to himself, "I was just fascinated by a man?"

Rouhuhu's face was full of disbelief, his eyes were wide open, but it was undeniable that the smile of the man in red was still in his mind.

And, and the other party's laughter...

And the domineering one who asked him to pack his luggage...

Babyface blinked, and blinked again.

Then he shook his hand violently, as if it was stained with something that frightened him.

Fleeing from this house as if the hair was fried.

What a joke, he doesn't like men!dislike!
Besides, after entering this room, no one can come out alive!
He doesn't like men!

The baby face ran fast, as if someone was chasing after him, and even used lightness kung fu.

A few ups and downs and then gone.

On the contrary, the martial arts are extremely profound...

Let's say that after Wen Chun entered, the beautiful scenery also entered.

This room doesn't look like anything from the outside, but it's quite different inside.

It doesn't look like a house at all...

It's like a place of trial...

The room, which was originally dark, suddenly lit up after the door was closed.

"Master!" Meijing exclaimed, and reached out to the door.

But the door didn't move at all, Ren Meijing's face was flushed, and she didn't even move.

"Huh?" Wen Chun raised his eyebrows, retracted his fan, and waved his sleeves.

A gust of wind full of inner strength hit the door.

But the door still remained motionless like a breeze blowing by.

"It's interesting." Wen Chun said.

You must know that her attack just now should not be called a door, even if it is a mountain, she can jump off a piece of it.

But at this moment, he couldn't even shake this seemingly fragile door.

Wen Chun leaned over, looked at the door carefully, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "This door is made of black iron, with an exquisite structure. I guess you can't get out from here."

Meimei got up, and slapped the wall beside her.

Then one palm after another, he slapped the wall all over.

But no wall can be shaken.

Wen Chun walked to a wall that had just been attacked by the beauty, and then reached out to wipe off the white paint on the wall.

Then he looked at the exposed object and said, "It really is."

Wen Chun's useless effort to stop Meimei is still hitting the wall.

"Don't waste your energy," Wen Chun pointed to the place just exposed with his fan, "Did you see it, it's all black iron."

Then he said with a little emotion: "This Yang Qingcheng is really rich, something as expensive as black iron can be used to build walls."

"It's time for us to take Yang Qingcheng, and the money is ours too."

"At that time, build a few more halls for me, and use this black iron to build them!"

Meimei suppressed the twitching of the corners of her mouth, and said helplessly, "Master, we may not be able to go out now! The Holy Light Envoy has not seen us yet, we will die here first!"

"Holy Light Envoy?" Wen Chun smiled lightly, with a playful expression on his face, "Didn't you see it?"

"Yeah..." Meimei was dejected.

"No," Wen Chun raised the corners of his mouth, "We saw you..."

(End of this chapter)