Chapter 998 : The last trip out of the palace before enthronement 9
She was not angry at all. Feng Canglun and others were used to Qianxun not playing cards on time. They just sat quietly and watched the show. Tonight, Qianxun was also the protagonist.
The man could not wait any longer. As soon as he rushed up, he wanted to take advantage of Qianxun. Qianxun snorted coldly, and the bowl in his hand suddenly left her hand and flew straight towards the man.
Wow!
With a sound of water, a scream was squeezing. In the blink of an eye, the bowl of hot soup was completely poured on the body of the despicable man. The man suddenly rolled onto the ground, making his face bubbled.
Xia Zhibai smiled gently and looked at the man. He didn't know how many people he killed or committed, and he finally got retribution tonight.
"Bastard, hurry up...ah, I'm so painful, hurry up... catch this woman!"[
The man howled like a pig, and the shocked people woke up and rushed up one after another, trying to capture Qianxun with bare hands. Qianxun smiled indifferently, his face was not shocked, and pointed to the broken bowl on the ground!
The bowls flew up in one go, and a few puffs were puffing, and some of them slashed their arms. For a moment, the inn was in chaos, and the crying and howling filled everyone's ears.
The waiter of the inn, the boss, and a few rough workers all watched the farce in shock. For Qianxun, these seven men were just a piece of cake. They were just mortals and had a decent hand.
The swords and swords bully people everywhere.
"Xun'er, save their lives and let them inform the local government." Xia Zhibai smiled slightly. Qianxun looked at the officers and soldiers who rolled all over the ground and ran away after they had rolled enough, shook their heads.
sigh.
"I've wasted a bowl, boss, give me another bowl."
Qianxun said loudly, Feng Canglun handed her bowl and stood up to find the bowl.
The boss and others were so shocked that their faces turned pale. Seeing that Feng Canglun had asked for a bowl, they didn't touch them, they breathed a sigh of relief.
In this chaos just now, the guests at the third table of the inn were not alarmed. Among them, a man in black stared at Qianxun with a somewhat stunning look in his eyes.
Feng Canglun brought a bowl, scooped a bowl of soup, and glared at the man in black on the other side, "Xun'er, have you let those people go like this?"
Qianxun glanced at him, "I let them go, no one will let them go."