Chapter 183

Ning Mengyao took a meaningful look at Lin Ziyou. At that moment, Lin Ziyou completely blew his hair: "don't look at me like this, sister-in-law. I'm really afraid of you."

"Am I terrible?" Ning Mengyao is innocent.

"It's not terrible, it's beautiful." But your eyes are frightening. The obvious calculation can not be so obvious.

Qiao Tianchang sits on the edge and quietly watches Ning Mengyao amuse Lin Ziyou. It's really good to see Lin Ziyou's hair blasting.

There are so many people in there, and ningmengyao is not very busy, that is to do her and Qiao Tianchang's wedding clothes. As for the quilt and pillow, they are all taken over by green bamboo. Other people who need help are Lin Ziyou and his party, so that Qiao Tianchang and ningmengyao are much more relaxed.

It's night. Xiao Qitian, who is sleeping, opens his eyes at the same time. His eyes are cold.

Get up from the bed, put on clothes, flash out and look at Qiao Tianchang who has also got up: "Tianchang here......"

"No one to stay, all to their masters." Qiao Tianchang's eyes are full of bloodlust.

This is not the first time. It seems that the woman is really not dead hearted. She dare to kill Yao Yao.

Ningmengyao listened to the sound outside, but also woke up and looked at the scene of fighting outside. Her face was like a layer of frost.

"Yao Yao stay in the house and don't come out." Seeing Ning Mengyao wake up and stand in front of the window in her thin clothes, Qiao Tianchang says coldly, and doesn't want her to participate in this matter.

Ningmengyao nodded her head cleverly and looked at it. However, she was furious. It seemed that xiaozixuan didn't want to live a good life.

Ryan and their skills are very good. It's no surprise to deal with these people.

When all the people died, Xiao Qitian lifted the veil of the leader, saw the familiar face, sneered and said, "if they don't give me an account this time, I will not give up." Knowing that he is here, he dares to send someone to assassinate them. OK, if you don't pay attention to him, he will go to add a block to them.

"Ryan, get some people and follow me with their bodies." Xiao Qitian is not the Lord who can bear it. If he dares to fight against them, he should be aware of death.

Ningmengyao was thinking about how to deal with it. Who knows xiaoqitian has already helped him.

Watching them ride away with people in their hands, their eyes become deep.

Go to Ning Mengyao's side, reach out and hug her, feel the coolness of her body, can't help frowning: "why don't you wear more clothes?"

"I'm fine." Ningmengyao shook her head and let herself rest in his arms.

"Don't worry, Qi Tian will deal with it." Qiao Tianchang thought that she was worried about it, so he comforted her.

"I believe he can handle it." How could ningmengyao not believe xiaoqitian? This is not only for Xiao Qitian to kill himself, but also for him to feel that those people in the Hou mansion are challenging him.

Knowing that he dare to do something here is to despise his existence, so no matter what it is for, he will deal with it well.

Xiao Qitian takes Lei An and them back to the capital. Instead of going back to the palace, he goes directly to the marquis.

At the gate of Houfu, Xiao Qitian is blocked by others. Looking at those who block him, Xiao Qitian looks even worse.

His identity is one person below, ten thousand people above, go where who dare to block? It's a shame to be stopped by a mob.

"Who dares to stop? There is no pardon for killing." Xiao Qitian said all over.

"Yes."

"Who are you? You dare to enter the Houfu." The steward of the Marquis hurriedly ran out and shouted angrily.

However, after seeing the person in front of him, his face changed and he quickly knelt on the ground: "see your highness king Qi." Who brought in the little ancestor.

"Let the old lingwuhou get out to Ben Wang." Xiao Qitian is going to be angry at this moment, but he is not so good at talking, especially seeing these people who have been blocking him.

The old housekeeper's face was bitter. He could only pray that nothing important would happen.