Chapter 3217: When I was exiled (41)

Baja is obviously not as strong as he looks, at least not in his head.

As soon as Jin Qing went down the tree, Baha's head was smashed, and he happened to have close contact with Mo Qianxue who was hiding in the tree.

The splash of blood instantly hit Mo Qianxue's face.

Mo Qianxue subconsciously did the thing she despised most in her life: screamed like a woman.

In the distance, two Biluo Palace spies who were silently protecting Mo Qianxue in the dark looked at each other.

After a long time, Agent A looked at Agent B with a puzzled expression: "How many years are the palace masters chosen?"

No, he really didn't want to admit that this obscure person was actually his palace master.

Spy B's expression was equally tangled: "The previous palace master appointed the next one."

Why did he hope that Yao Zhiyun would be their palace master?

Although he is not good-looking and his brain is not very good, he is better than him!

The surrounding vendors finally realized what happened and ran away screaming. The girl from before hugged her mother and stared at Jin Qing blankly.

Spy A's voice was weak: "Why do I want to betray the Lord?"

The palace owner's face trembled, but his hands came forward again and successfully smashed Jin Qing's leg bones into pieces: "Why did he tell me earlier?"

It's all that rag king's fault.

The Palace Master was interested in paying attention to what you were thinking, so he asked 707, "Why did he just say yes?"

Qian Shaoshao reluctantly looked at the minced meat on the ground: "What does he want to eat tonight?"

The palace owner grinned again: "At most, I can keep my head and hang it dry under my body."

Look how much the meat looks like minced meat!

Anyway, my host doesn’t watch many action movies.

On the other hand, Qian Shaoshao, holding back his nausea, walked to the palace owner and asked tremblingly: "What does he want to do and the food is edible?"

Spy B gave him a confused look: I've thought about it for a long time, okay?

Just as the two were continuing their feud, Jin Qing's tree fell on Baha again.

Even if you die, why are you talking about those useful things? It’s better to just watch the silence in peace.

Mo Qianxue fell to pieces, and it took her a long time to recover.

If outsiders knew that the master of their Biluo Palace had this kind of virtue, their whole palace would not have to lose face...

Throwing the small tree in his hand and Mo Qianxue together, the palace owner raised his head and carefully studied the minced meat on the ground.

707 chuckled: "This is important, let him enjoy it first."

707 chuckled again: "What's wrong? He just beat Yao Zhiyun's mission target to death."

The palace owner replied firmly: "Meat pie."

707: "...Did you tell me earlier that he just took action?" What's the matter, I want the host to understand when I shout, right? Try it if I shouted "Yiya" or "Yayoude" last time.

But having said that, the original owner lacked a sense of danger and wanted to spend the rest of his life with such a woman.

707: "..." Why did he say that he would commit suicide now? This is to spend the rest of his life together.

Jin Qing is completely dead now, and putting his soul back into his body is in vain.

Qian Shaoshao: "..." You know that he is still thinking about the meat. It’s like spending the rest of our lives together!

Her eyes didn't even move, she just stared at Jin Qing crying.

The palace owner tilted his head and looked at Mr. Qian sideways: "I'm crazy or stupid, how could I possibly eat that?"

Xiong Yin grinned broadly: "I hate him talking half-sentence like that. Hurry up and make it clear to me."