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A Will Eternal Chapter 157

"For your information, Your Majesty, these two people were having a picnic by the river. The fragrant fragrance that fills the ground for several miles around here was made by them." A man in black possessed himself and appeared in front of the man in rich clothes with a look on his face.

Very humble.

"Oh, you actually made this thing?" The man in colorful clothes carefully observed Lingxi and Yan Qingling. His originally sharp eyes now shone with a frightening light. When he observed Lingxi and the others, wasn't it?

It's a hunter's way of looking at the prey in his hand while he's struggling to death.

Then a man came forward and presented the venison and the pot of fragrant mushroom soup. The man in fine clothes smelled the things in front of the case, with a faint smile on his face.

But that smile was even more frightening than when he wasn't smiling.

"Little girl, come over here and try to see if the meat is cooked first." Seeing the man in rich clothes pointing at himself, it looked like the big bad wolf was waving to the little sheep, looking salivating.

Lingxi knew that he had no good intentions, so she looked up at him, with a hint of timidity in her eyes, and glanced at Yan Qingling pitifully.

Yan Qingling hurriedly stepped forward, bowed to the man in rich clothes, and said: "Please show your respect to me, Your Majesty. My sister is still young and has never seen so many people before, so she is a little scared. How about I give it to Your Majesty?"

Want to try it?" After saying that, he started to step forward.

The smile on the man's face gradually faded away, with a look of displeasure on his face. "Did I call you? I called her." His hand was still pointing at Lingxi.

Seeing this, Yan Qingling couldn't help but look at Lingxi with a little worry, and stretched out her hand from her sleeve. She squeezed her hand slightly as a warning and told her to be careful.

Lingxi could only pretend to be frightened, and walked forward slightly, saluting the man in fine clothes. Her movements were just right, neither humble nor arrogant, nor rushed. Although she was a small woman, she had to be respected.

He looked at her differently. But she cursed secretly in her heart: "Don't look at you looking like a dog right now, forcing this girl to hold her down. Who knows what good intentions you have.

This man in rich clothes was the same as the man in black in front. When he first saw Lingxi, he couldn't help but be attracted by her temperament and the brilliance that appeared on her body. When he took a closer look, he was disappointed by her ordinary appearance.

However, appearance can be changed. Clothes can be disguised, but human eyes cannot be faked. When the man saw the sharp eyes, he couldn't help but feel shocked. How could the light in the eyes of such an ordinary village girl be so bright? Wait until he takes a closer look.

When I looked at it, I saw Lingxi's dull eyes and dull expression. I couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed. I couldn't help laughing at whether I was too sensitive for such a young girl. How could it be worth his trouble to study? Maybe he really thought too much.

Bar?

At this time, Lingxi deliberately showed a bit of greed. He was a little timid at first, but after eating a few pieces of venison and drinking a few mouthfuls of soup, his appetite was whetted and he couldn't help but start eating.

The people nearby saw her look like she hadn't eaten in several days, and couldn't help but frown. Some even shouted loudly: "What a rude village girl, she made such a mistake in front of the prince."

She was startled by this loud shout, and Lingxi couldn't help but feel a lump in her throat. A piece of meat was stuck in her throat and couldn't come out.

Yan Qingling couldn't help but step forward, helping her calm down and anxiously helping her find water to drink.

Seeing that the strict court turned into a smoky mess, the man in fine clothes couldn't help but frown slightly. The leading man in black winked, and Lingxi and Yan Qingling were sent to the dining room.

The visitor hurriedly explained a few words, then left Lingxi and Yan Qingling behind, ready to eat delicious food.

At this time, the person staying in the dining room was a sinister-looking, black-faced man.

Seeing the help coming, he lay down on the recliner, pointed at Yan Qingling and said: "You boy, why are you so handsome? If you don't want to help me, go and help me carry some loads to the river.

Here comes the water. You are a little girl, you don’t have much flesh, but you have a good figure. Come here quickly and give me a leg massage for you. I’ve been tired for the whole day, and I’m just staying in this wretched place, waiting on all these old men.*

**." After uttering the curse words, he took off a wine gourd from his waist and drank heavily. He also took out an oil paper bag from his arms and looked out the door cautiously.

After making sure that no one was outside, he carefully opened the oil paper bag, which contained a very plump and large chicken leg. He pulled off a chicken leg, with a look of joy on his face, and ate it with relish.

Yan Qingling ignored him and saw a particularly large water tank at the entrance, so she picked up a large gourd and scooped up a ladle of cold water and handed it to Lingxi. "

He said: "Sister, I see you are greedy, let me eat slowly, eat slowly, and see if you choke?" He patted her back with his hand and helped her to calm down her breath. Lingxixie thought about her.

At a glance, she held a gourd gourd bigger than her face in both hands, and pretended to take a big sip.

The dark-faced fat man was eating vigorously. When he saw that the two people were ignoring him, his voice couldn't help but rise a few decibels. "Hey, you two are deaf. I'm calling you, sir?" As he spoke, he saw him.

Suddenly he pulled out a whip from his side. The whip was covered in blood, and it had obviously eaten the blood of many people.

Seeing the whip being thrown in front of herself and Lingxi, Yan Qingling's face turned cold and she was about to take action. However, a cunning look flashed in Lingxi's eyes and she exchanged a look with him.

Yan Qingling understood and moved her body to the side.

Lingxi was holding a mouthful of water in her mouth at this time. When he roared with a duck-like voice, she immediately made a "pop" sound and sprayed all the water in her mouth onto the black-faced man without leaking.

on the face and body.

The black-faced man was eating with gusto, but when Lingxi sprayed him with such a large mouthful of cold water, he couldn't help but tremble all over. He made a sound of "Ah, cut" and let out a big sneeze, which was like a rolling torrent of thunder in the sky.

The soft whip under his hand lowered its head feebly because it lost its strength, and returned in vain.

Then the black-faced man's thunderous voice came over, deafening. "Oh, you damn girl, are you seeking death? You made my clothes wet as soon as you got here.

, you don’t have eyes, I thought they sent me a lucky star, but to my surprise, they actually sent me a broom star. Someone, someone, someone?" There was a human character behind the black-faced man, and it was not there yet.

After shouting, Yan Qingling was seen moving quickly, and her moves were like lightning, and she actually clicked on his mute point.

The black-faced man's mouth was half-opened. Apparently he never dreamed that the young man in front of him could be so agile.

But Lingxi, with a smile on his face at this time, took out all the things in the fat black-faced man's arms, only to see a few heavy silver ingots and a few golden peanuts inside. It looked like he was dead

Fatty is usually a bully, and he often bullies others.

Lingxi took off his shoes and stuffed them into his open mouth.

Thinking that he was happily chewing on the big chicken drumsticks before, but now he wanted to eat his own smelly shoes, Lingxi couldn't help but feel his stomach hurt from laughing. He dared to hit them with a whip at will, wasn't he too old to stir up trouble, and he was tired of living!

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