Chapter 710

Yin Qiqi took the silver in his hand, which was still taken from Song Wenqing's hand. Unexpectedly, there was still a lot of silver in it. Yin Qiqi chuckled.

With a cold sneeze, Yin Qiqi rubbed his nose and frowned.

Sleep behind your back and speak ill of yourself?

Without paying attention to these, Yin Qiqi put the silver into her pocket and strode toward the door. Today, she was going to go deep in the mountains. After all, it's not good to rely on these game now. She had to find other new products.

After calming his breath, the man sat down under a big tree, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and took out something similar to a signal bomb from his arms.

My Lord, my Lord, I try my best. The princess is terrible.

A gorgeous purple fireworks bloomed in the sky, and then disappeared. The man cleaned himself up and disappeared in the same place.

In the quiet bamboo forest, song Wenqing, who is drinking tea with a man in white, puts down his cup and looks at the sky.

"So what's the matter with your people? I don't think you can drink this tea. " The man in white hooked his lips and drank a cup of tea.

Smell speech, Song Wen Qing frowned, purple signal bomb, is he left her dark Wei.

Seeing song Wenqing's lips, the man in White said with a smile, "OK, don't be stiff. If you have anything to do, go quickly!"

The man's words fell, song Wenqing turned his head, deep eyes looked at the man in front of him, frowned and said: "then I'll go back first, damn it, I'm looking for you to talk about the past." With that, song Wenqing stood up.

The man nodded and waved to him, indicating that he did not need to stay.

But how can song Wenqing give him such an opportunity to quickly walk up to Rongheng and control his acupoints so that he can't move.

In front of Rongheng, song Wenqing's beautiful face was exposed. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "tell me, who sent you?"

Song Wenqing didn't tear down Rongheng's face towel directly. The dangerous breath came constantly, which made Rongheng exude cold sweat.

When did this man find himself? If he appeared from the beginning, he would be terrible.

Think of here, Rongheng can't help but back a cool, fundus spread a layer of hate, exposed in the air.

"Oh, it seems that you are not so simple to me, you and me?" Song Wenqing said with a smile.

Rongheng turns his head aside and doesn't answer what song Wenqing says, but his resentful eyes betray him.

See Rongheng did not speak, song Wenqing hook lip smile: "some of the pride is very good, but I hope you do not use the wrong place." Song Wenqing then unravels Rongheng's acupoints and turns to leave.

The feeling of tight body disappears instantly. Rongheng's eyes are slightly cold. He immediately pulls out his sword and rushes to song Wenqing's back.

A murderous breeze swept by. Song Wenqing frowned and dodged slightly.

"You are not my opponent. As I said, don't use your pride in improper places."

Wen Yan, Rong Heng sneer, full of hate at the eyes of song Wenqing said: "less nonsense, by death!"

The bright blade reflected the sunlight, so song Wenqing had to fight with the people in front of her.

Rongheng is at a disadvantage, so this fight is not a contest between the strong, but an attack not afraid of death.

Knowing that Rongheng is entangled with him, song Wenqing immediately uses 30% of his power to beat Rongheng out with one hand, frowning and saying, "I have urgent affairs to deal with, so I won't entangle with you. Tell your master, if you don't offend me, I won't offend you. If you offend me, I'm not a soft persimmon."

Song Wenqing's words fell and disappeared in a flash.

Rongheng looked at Song Wenqing's disappearing back. His eyes were scarlet. He hammered hard on the ground and gritted his teeth and said, "Damn, one day, I will kill you myself."

When Rong Heng followed him, song Wenqing had already found out his existence. He just wanted to find out what he wanted to do.

If it was sent by Xiao Wuliang, with his understanding of Xiao Wuliang, he would never start blatantly. At most, he just let people stare at his whereabouts. However, the Rongheng around him has such a strong hatred for himself. Song Wenqing has some doubts for a moment.

Shaking his head, song Wenqing frowned. Now is not the time to think about these things.

As soon as he thought of seeing the person he loved, song Wenqing could not help but evoke a gentle smile.

The man sent out his own signal bomb, left and right did not wait until his master came, can not help but some anxiety.

"Master, why haven't you come yet? Is there something wrong in the imperial city? No, if something happened, why didn't I hear from you? " The man keeps turning in the same place, with a face full of anxiety."What can I do for you?"

The cold voice rang out behind him. The man was stunned for a moment. He quickly turned around, knelt down on one knee and said respectfully, "master."

"Get up." Song Wenqing frowned.

Wen Yan, the man stood up and looked at Song Wenqing in front of him. He turned into a bitter melon face: "master, you are here. You don't know how the princess tortured me..."

The man gushes on and on, it seems that he wants to express his grievances these days.

Song Wenqing had a black line on her forehead. She was smiling and said in a deep voice, "if you want me to come here, I will listen to you?"

Looking up, he saw song Wenqing's face as black as the bottom of a pot. The man shivered and said, "no, master, the princess said she wants to find a place where you can't find it all your life. Aren't I worried? So you're in a hurry... " The more a man says, the smaller his voice.

Song Wenqing repressed the ten thousand grass mud horses in his heart and said with a smile, "are you looking at the injustice of the princess?"

The man nodded subconsciously. Seeing song Wenqing's eyes, he immediately shook his head.

"Well, I'll let you go this time. If there's another time, I'll go to zikord and get the punishment myself." When song Wenqing finished, he disappeared.

As soon as he walked towards Fusang village, song Wenqing remembered the report he had just given to his subordinates, and a faint smile came to his lips.

Only she can do such a style, thanks to the woman song Wenqing likes.

When Yin Qiqi was walking in the mountains, she always felt a little uncomfortable, and a flustered feeling made her feel irritable.

"Oh, are you upset! Why do you always think about that ungrateful smelly man, and don't want people to do well! " Yin Qiqi could not help complaining.

Just when Yin Qiqi was uncomfortable, a very smelly smell came from the forest. Yin Qiqi could not help frowning and covered his nose tightly.