Several people blocking the road were stunned. They looked at the tree stump as smooth as a mirror, and then looked at the long sword in Ling Yichen's hand. They all swallowed their saliva. Even if they used axes and knives to cut such a big tree, it wouldn't take them more than half a day to cut it.
He couldn't even think of knocking him down with all his effort. The opponent just cut him in half with a single sword strike, just like cutting tofu. You can imagine how strong he is.
"Do you want to be like this big tree?" Ling Chuxi said lightly. The faces of the people blocking the road were already pale.
Ling Yichen's face was stern, his toes were a little on the ground, and he returned to the carriage lightly. Before the carriage could reach him, several iron towers blocking the road rolled and climbed to the side.
The carriage passed by, and Miss Xiaorou's sad sobs could be heard from behind.
"Dad, he doesn't want me anymore, he doesn't want me anymore, how can I have the face to see anyone in the future?" Miss Xiaorou was on the verge of tears. If the tonnage had been a few lighter, it would have been like a pear blossom carrying rain, and I felt pity for her.
"Daughter, don't cry. Dad, let's be honest. You two are not a good match. It's his blessing to be attracted to someone as pretty as our Xiaorou. It's his loss that he can't marry you. Dad, in a few days
If I were to marry you again, I'm sure you would be much better than him. He has thin arms and legs, and not much flesh in his body. I don't know what you like about him?" Tieta held the butcher's knife and comforted his daughter.
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The black lines on the foreheads of Ling Chuxi and Ling Yichen, although comforting, are a bit too fake.
"No, no, I just fall in love with him and I want to marry him." Miss Xiaorou said coquettishly.
Turning around and seeing Miss Xiaorou's "sweet and charming" appearance, Ling Chuxi and her body felt chills and goosebumps all over their bodies.
"Can't you tell, Miss Xiaorou is very passionate about you?" Ling Chuxi said jokingly to Jiang Wuhen.
"Don't even look at who I am?" Jiang Wuhen retched a few times, stood up, and then pulled a cloth flag, and a row of big characters appeared: Handsome Xiaoxiang, romantic and suave, the most handsome man in the world.
Jiang Wuhen stood under the flag, with his head held high and his chest raised proudly. If you just look at the background, he really looks like a jade tree in the wind.
Ling Chuxi didn't even vomit when she saw Miss Xiaorou acting coquettishly, but now she really wanted to vomit.
"Okay, I still need three thousand taels of silver to pay the bill." Ling Chuxi resisted the urge to beat this guy into a pig's head, stretched out her hand and rubbed her fingers.
"You can't be serious, are you?" Jiang Wuhen said with a smile on his face as his straight spine immediately bent ninety degrees.
"What do you think? Miss Xiaorou is deeply in love with you and is still waiting for you to change her mind. Do you want me to take you back? I like the beauty of adults the most." Ling Chuxi had a friendly smile on her face.
Jiang Wuhen hesitated for a moment, gritted his teeth, took out a golden ticket from his arms and handed it over. His hands were trembling with pain.
"I knew how the handsome Xiaoxiang, the most handsome man in the world, could take such a small advantage." Ling Chuxi took the golden ticket, her eyes turning into crescents as she smiled.
Ling Chuxi never thought that she was a person who based her happiness on other people's pain, but when she saw Jiang Wuhen, a bitch, depressed, she felt extremely comfortable.
Along the way, Jiang Wuhen had a frown on his face, still aching for the golden ticket that he had not warmed up to return to its original owner. He did not stop after passing Lingxi City, and still drove the carriage toward Nanxia Country in a melancholy manner.
She was probably afraid of being beaten when she returned to Lingxi City, and she was even more afraid that Ling Chuxi would take the opportunity to extort money.