Bound to the scumbag male system, the goddesses always want to keep me

"Not enough, not enough at all. My sister must not understand."

Yu Qing started to talk like a tiger or a wolf when she opened her mouth. How could a good son and daughter be greedy for the land of fireworks and willow alleys? If he only went there once in a while, he would just take a look at it from a distance and then choose the takeaway service. It's a pity that the recent Xiu'er can't stand the torture.

Jin Wanting's face turned red and she said angrily: "It's just that little thing! Huh, what do you understand?"

The corners of Yu Qing's mouth rose slightly. The little sister in front of her was anxious. She was about to jump off the wall in anger. Obviously not experienced enough in the world, he continued: "My sister must have misunderstood. My sister is talking about life with them, enjoying music, chess, calligraphy and painting, not about romance."

"Humph!"

"Since my sister doesn't want to and my sister doesn't force me, can I ask my little brother what he wants?"

After saying that, Yu Qing walked directly past Jin Wanting and walked towards Lu Xun, who was immersed in the sea of ​​pill furnaces.

......

In broad daylight, a dark shadow suddenly appeared in the dark and deep cell. Just by looking at his night-walking attire, you knew he was coming with bad intentions.

Shady things like prison robbery usually happen on dark and windy nights.

Ling Ziqi, on the other hand, went in the opposite direction, as a maverick and not very calm killer. Although there is no legend about her in the world, she still firmly believes that one day she will become famous.

Although this was her first mission, she knew the "Twenty Rules of Assassins" by heart. She had simulated difficult tasks such as prison robbery thousands of times in her mind, and finally determined dozens of plans and plans. Okay, three escape routes.

In short, there is a nine-level certainty of completing the prison robbery.

As he walked cautiously along the deep and narrow passage, the silence in the prison made his breathing feel noisy. Although I have collected information about this prison, I still find it a bit strange.

The cell was empty, as if abandoned. So much so that a strange thought flashed in my mind: Are there no bad guys in Mo City?

I heard that City Lord Yi was ruthless and ruthless, and it seemed that he was not unreasonable at all now!

After all, there are rumors in the rivers and lakes that Mo City carries heavy fines and punishments. If you steal a steamed bun, once you are discovered, it will be a one-stop service with no playing, playing or singing.

Finally, she reached the end of the cell without any surprise or danger, but the number of people in the cell exceeded her expectation, and there were actually two prisoners. The information didn't say so, so...you have to pay more!

After all, one person must be the target, and the two of them have to identify who is the target. Not adding money really violates the first article of "Assassin's Twenty Rules". Adding money is not impossible.

Ling Ziqi carefully opened the recorder to ensure that there was more evidence of adding money.

Then he asked: "Which of you is Xiao Xiao Muyu? I was ordered to come to rescue him."

Baili Wuyou glanced at Xiao Xiao Muyu with disdain and pursed her lips.

Xiao Xiao Muyu was stunned for a moment, with determination in his eyes. He struggled to get up and said, "I, I am Xiao Xiao Muyu."

"How do you prove that you are Xiao Xiao Muyu?"

It was difficult for Ling Ziqi to associate the man with a bruised nose and swollen face, who looked like a pig's head, with the handsome and mean-looking Xiao Xiao Muyu.

Xiao Xiao Muyu is confused, how can I prove that I am who I am?

He asked tentatively: "Xiaoxiao dusk rain sprinkles Jiangqiu?"

This is a poem about his prostitution in the sad place of Lan Xiuzhao.

"Huh?" Ling Ziqi was very confused, but he pulled out the sword with a stab and said: "My time is limited, I will give you one last chance."

puff.

Baili Wuyou had no professional training, so... he laughed out loud.

"Do you want to test how fast my sword is?"