Mr. Qin glanced at Miss Fang coldly and said with indifference, "take it away."
"Let go, let go, let go of me. How dare you treat me like this? Ah, you! Let go! Release... " Miss Fang was angry and noisy, but was dragged out of the crowd by the guards.
"Miss, miss." The steward hurried after him and jumped.
The bodyguards of Qin house didn't talk to Miss Fang anymore this time. They grabbed her by the arm and dragged the crying Miss Fang out.
Murongyan and murongzhao look at each other in silence, shake their heads silently and take back their eyes.
Fortunately, I cancelled my engagement with this Fang girl in the early morning.
If I really married this man, I would have no peace at home in the future?
The arbor took back his sight, and his eyes turned around the people as if they had not.
Back in his own tent, he sat at the table, unconsciously turning a cup in his hand, silent for a long time.
Murong Fei yawned. As soon as she was about to pull off her bedding and go to sleep, she looked like she was in deep thought.
"What's the matter?" Murong Fei opens her mouth, pulls a corner of the quilt with one hand, and stops.
The arbor turned to look at her. "It's OK. Have a rest."
Murong Fei lifted the bedding and climbed to the dwarf beside her, took another clean tea cup, poured a glass of water and said with a smile, "don't worry, it's just that stupid girl Fang, who will be fooled in such a simple way. A little alert, I don't think so... "
The tree suddenly reached out and pressed the back of her hand.
Murong Fei's action of raising the cup suddenly stopped, and her hand was pressed down. The cup made a small "click" sound and fell on the flowers and trees.
The tree reached out his hand and took the cup, frowned and sniffed. His face was heavy. "This tea can't be drunk."
Murong Fei was shocked, and her face was tense. "But you just drank it!"
"It's not about tea." The tree takes out a knife and scrapes a layer of powder at the mouth of the cup.
Murong Fei immediately tightened her five fingers, and the whole body sat upright with stiff hair. "It's the mouth of the cup that makes people paint powder."
"Tell your brothers."
As soon as the tree started to fall, Murong Fei didn't care about her clothes. She just put on a coat and ran out.
The arbor also chases out, but sees nearby tent a light move, the black shadow a flash fleets.
Small face paralysis sneers, stop, "array diagram!"
She flicked out a piece of paper from under her sleeve, but when she saw the picture turned into a virtual shadow, she immediately covered the four sides of the camp.
Take the place where she stands as the starting point, and a trap array will be arranged in minutes.
Dozens of flying needles came out of her body and swept away to all sides of the array.
Is it really stupid that everyone is like Miss Fang?
Lead her out, she will follow the pursuit alone?
Oh! She won't go after her!
At this time, the man in black, who was hiding in the dark, could not bear to live in the bottom of his heart and scold him secretly: This is really a little pervert, not following the routine at all.
At this time, the camp is surrounded by trapped packages. If he wants to break through by force, he will definitely be seen through.
Damned stinky girl, I didn't expect to be forced by this girl.
Originally thought, after just things, the stinky girl must be exhausted physically and mentally. Unexpectedly, she was still so alert. Within seconds, she realized that there was something wrong with the mouth of the cup.
Just quiet down half an hour less than the camp, again noisy.