Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 47 Young owner, I will bet on you to support you 472
"Sure enough, a life is so cheap, no matter how you do it, you won't die!"

Mu Ling'er was so jealous that her heart ached, she ordered the servant girl to crawl around the yard like a dog, and once she slowed down, she would be whipped.

Zhu Yong and Cao Gang looked at each other and found it incredible that this maid's physique was simply different from ordinary people, as long as she took a breath, no matter how serious the injury was, she could recover completely in one night.

The servant girl's knees, palms, and back were already covered in blood and flesh, but Mu Linger still didn't let her go. In the end, she brought a little pony from nowhere, tied each of them together with a rope, and the whip fell on the little pony. , the maid was dragged around in the yard.

The smell of blood filled the air.

Mu Ling'er covered her nose and coughed lightly, frowned in disgust, and ordered Cao Gang to drag the maid down.

The body seemed to be a little weaker, and it was difficult to breathe, so he could only open his mouth slightly, and the air scraped his throat a little sore.

Her body was so bad.

Mu Linger was terrified, but unwilling to admit the fact, her temper became more and more eccentric and tricky. This made Zhu Yong suffer, and he had to watch Mu Linger go crazy every day.

Even in the near future, he once had a psychological shadow on women.

But these are things for later, let's not mention them for now.

The martial arts competition on the first day was nothing interesting.

Shen Ronghua yawned as he watched, and after finally staying up until dark, he was forced to attend a dinner party, where a large group of capable people and strangers gathered together, all kinds of bragging. There are many adoring eyes.

Song Qingxiu saw that there were many people around the girl, and felt dissatisfied. He pushed aside the crowd, grabbed the girl's wrist, and led her out with an attitude that could not be refused.

"Brother Song, is the early stage of the martial arts competition so boring?"

In the early rounds of battle, the strong are screened out and the weak are eliminated.

The exciting early stage of the duel rarely occurs, and it is really boring.

Song Qingxiu nodded slightly, "If you don't want to watch it, you don't have to."

Shen Ronghua was overjoyed, could it still be like this?

"Since that's the case, tomorrow I'll go down the mountain to pick up a dart first, and come back to Qingshan Temple after the competition."

Song Qingxiu: "."

Why is the little girl like a monkey, just crawling along a pole?
He couldn't show the slightest reluctance, on the contrary, he would say duplicity: "Rong Hua is so devoted to escorting, he will definitely become an outstanding escort in the future."

The girl was obviously very happy when she heard this, and she tugged on his sleeve and swayed it from side to side, "Really? Brother Song, do you really think so? You thought you would recognize me so much, and I will definitely work harder in the future!"

Oh, no wonder.

Song Qingxiu smiled dubiously: "Of course."

The third time I watched the girl's back, I felt much worse than the previous two times.

As soon as she left, it seemed that she also took away his mind.

There are no young girls in Qingshan Temple, which makes it very boring.

Tongchang County at the foot of Qingshan Temple also has a sub-helm of the Fugui Escort Bureau, and Shen Ronghua quickly found it.

The shopkeeper here is a charming woman, called Ling Niang by people in the Jianghu, who is very powerful with a big knife. After seeing the token, she kept circling around Shen Ronghua to look at it, and couldn't help but admire: "Miss has such a good foundation. She looks like a beauty!"

Ling Niang was overly enthusiastic. As she spoke, she leaned over and pinched her cheek. She wanted to move her hand down to touch her bulge. Shen Ronghua was so embarrassed that he stepped back, protecting his chest with both hands, and stared at the other person warily.

What's the matter with this person, could it be that he has a habit of grinding mirrors!
(End of this chapter)