Ye Beiling glanced sideways at Fu Lingrui, then frowned and looked away for a moment, with a disgusted look on his face. It was as if what he saw at that glance was just... a piece of shit on the street.
Fu Lingrui was instantly irritated by this look, "Fuck me!"
All the men next to him rushed towards Ye Beiling.
I saw Ye Beiling lazily raising his hand and stamping on the ground with his ink sword, which Xiaobao used as a crutch.
The ground shook immediately. Before the people who rushed over could get off their horses, they heard several screams. They all fell off their horses. Only Fu Lingrui was left sitting on the horse in a daze.
"You...who are you?"
Ye Beiling didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, "You deserve to know who I am?"
Fu Lingrui's face turned red and black with anger, "Don't touch your nose or face. Do you dare not take the Fu family of Ziwu into your eyes?"
"Fu family?" He yawned, his face full of confusion and indifference, "What is the Fu family? Are they all as annoying as you?"
"You are so brave!"
"Uncle! You stomped your cane just now, so you are so cool. It turns out you are not a rich idiot!" Xiaobao approached Ye Beiling as if there was no one else around, blinked and looked at the sword he had just stomped, admiring him infinitely, "Since uncle
You are so rich and powerful, would you mind taking in a godson? We can pack the big baby and the little baby together!"
Fu Lingrui's unfinished sentence was interrupted and stuck there, and his whole face froze.
"mind."
Please, if you sincerely acknowledge me as your father, please don't describe the peerless magic weapon as a crutch.
Xiaobao raised his head pitifully and looked at him innocently with his big, clear eyes, "Why, because you dislike Xiaobao for having a troubled Dabao?"
Who is Dabao so miserable!
"How many godfathers do you have?" Ye Beiling asked abruptly.
Xiaobao lowered his head and counted on his fingers, "Uncle, there are only three!"
"No need to discuss!"
Xiaobao sighed deeply, "Forget it, I thought I could get together a table of mahjong. But uncle, if you figure it out one day, you can still come to me. But I can't guarantee that I can agree to it next time."
Fu Lingrui couldn't help but rolled his eyes. These two people simply regarded him as transparent!
"You guys!" Finally couldn't help but ask, "Is this the end? Once you enter Yue City, you are entering the border of the Ziwu Kingdom. Don't be toasted and you will be fined with wine. Do you really think that my Fu family is easy to bully?"
Xiaobao stretched out a finger and scratched his head, "What is a toast and a penalty drink? Although uncle, you want to treat us to a drink very generously, but what should I do if Dabao says that I am a child and cannot drink? Why don't you convert it into cash and give it to the child?"
Baby!"
"You little beast, stop talking nonsense!" Fu Lingrui was filled with anger.
Xiaobao pouted and shouted at him in displeasure, "Didn't your mother teach you that you will have to pay for scolding a child?"
Ye Beiling shook his head helplessly. A four- or five-year-old baby who was inexperienced in the world couldn't do anything without money, as if his family was too poor to open the pot!
His eyes suddenly lit up, and his alertness suddenly reached its highest level.
Not far to the southeast, a carriage quietly stopped.
The next moment, a red silk snake rolled over and wrapped around Fu Lingrui's neck in an instant, forcefully pulling him off the horse and dragging him by the neck until he screamed in embarrassment.
Xiaobao immediately covered his mouth, "Oops, Dabao is here!"
Ye Beiling glanced at the little baby, and it looked like there was something interesting.