Quickly wear the female supporting role and always want to kill the male protagonist

Chapter 14 The villain is always disobedient (14)
"Get me the little prince, whoever wins the little prince today can eat one more pancake today."

When the refugees heard it, they could have one more pancake, and they all rushed towards the little prince one by one.

"Blue jade!"

In the face of those innocent refugees, the little prince had no way to do anything, and could not bear to hurt them.

Soon, the little prince was defeated, and he could not deal with the innocent refugees. Those people were already pitiful.

"Tie up!"

The little prince stared at Qingyu and a few people next to him, who were all accomplices.

"Xuan, do you know what your biggest weakness is?"

Qingyu spoke in a sarcastic tone, her voice a bit hostile.

"Your biggest weakness is that you are too soft-hearted. If you are soft-hearted, then you will lose. You see, you are dedicated to working hard for these refugees.

But this time, they can fight you for the sake of having more pancakes in front of them. I wonder how you feel at this moment? "

The voice of Qingyu hanging Erlangdang fell in the ears of the little prince, who looked particularly angry at the moment.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the sentence that the woman gave before she left, "Different streams and contaminations are aliens. You'd better not go, or you will end up dead. Don't think about me cleaning up the mess."

You can go to see it, but you can't make a big deal of it, otherwise, if something happens to the public in the future, be careful to be blamed.

"Come here, leave the little prince in the warehouse and shut it up, and tell the outside world that the little prince was attacked, and his mind is unclear, and his whereabouts are unknown."

"Do you understand!"

He looked at the people around him, and then ordered, his voice was particularly cold.

"I heard." The servants and refugees said in unison.

Sapphire patted his hand, and soon, someone came out with a dirty wooden bucket, the cake inside was hard, and moldy on it.

After the refugees saw it, they rushed to grab more than anything. For them, it was okay if the food was moldy or unpalatable. As long as they could survive, it didn’t matter how low they were.

They even ate the bark, do you still care about these details?
When Xun saw it, his eyes filled with sympathy and pity, thinking that these people were too difficult.

He was a little chilled that those former classmates would become such people.

the other side.

teahouse
Storytellers talk about old things, and there are people sitting down there, just about anyone, as long as you're not a troublemaker.

"Let's talk about that year, there was a lot of snow here. At that time, many people starved to death and froze to death. Like this year, the snow was really weird at the beginning. In the end, it was the National Teacher who came forward. Stop the snow."

The storyteller was talking above, peanuts and melon seeds were placed on the table, and the people below looked curious.

"Ah, why, old household, you continue to talk about it, why did the national teacher come forward to solve it." Someone couldn't hold back, and he didn't like the storyteller's secret and asked.

"Because of that snow, it's not natural, it's a scourge, it's a punishment from the law. It's not clear why it came. I only know that it was the state teacher who shaved off his life and stayed on the spiritual platform day after day. The snow stopped, and on the day the snow stopped, a red light appeared in the sky, and the daughter of the national teacher was born."

"Shang Ling, Shang is death. It is the surname given by the national teacher. It seems that it was created to remember those who have sacrificed. Ling is a window, and God has the virtue of a good life, which has left us a way to live."

"As soon as Shang Ling was born, his father left for us to live and work in peace and contentment. He went to Lingtai day after day for more than ten years, and Shang Ling's mother also recited Buddha all day for other reasons, with blue silk accompanied by withered lamps."

"It turns out that this is the case. No wonder Miss Shang Ling has such a high status on our side."

(End of this chapter)