Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

Sure enough, after getting involved with Cheng Anqing, everyone no longer looked at the egret hostilely, but looked at Cheng Anqing with a hint of fear in their eyes.

Except for Wang Pingping, everyone else was afraid of Cheng Anqing.

The point is that except for Wang Pingping, Cheng Anqing's ruthlessness in punishing others is so cruel that it makes the spine chill.

When these people think of Cheng Anqing torturing people at night, they will probably have nightmares.

Cheng Anqing looked at the faint smile on the corner of Bailu's mouth, as expected of his envoy. Although he didn't have his dantian, he was very smart and knew how to use everything available.

Although she was used, it also showed her wisdom, didn't it?

"Lord..."

Wang Pingping still looked at Cheng Anqing unwillingly, hoping that Cheng Anqing would change his mind.

Cheng An smiled lightly, then waved his hand at Wang Pingping, and said, "Uncle Ping, you have all seen the strength of the nameless, and I have given you the mentality of the messenger a while ago." Get ready. The emissary ceremony will be here soon, and the matter cannot be stopped here. If anyone has any objections, don’t blame me for turning my face and denying people. I think I, Cheng Anqing, have the right to decide the emissary of the blood race."

Wang Pingping didn't speak anymore, but the raging flame of unwillingness in his eyes was not only not extinguished, but it became more and more intense.

Clenching his hands like withered vines tightly, Wang Pingping gave Bailu a hard look, and there was deep indignation in that look.

No one would be reconciled to the fact that something that he thought was in his pocket was snatched away by an ordinary person.

"Guardian Nightmare, Guardian Ice, you go and get the messenger's things."

Cheng Anqing suddenly looked at Guardians Nightmare and Guardians Bing who were standing aside in purple robes, and said calmly.

Guardian Nightmare and Guardian Bing glanced at the egret in a red dress, they looked at each other, and frowned together.

Why do you think this nameless person is so familiar?

Is it an illusion?

"Yes!"

The two respectfully bowed their hands to Cheng Anqing, and they left the Blood God Hall and walked to other places in response.

"After my sister's emissary ceremony is over, it will be our wedding."

Jiang Chengnu leaned in Han Wuling's arms with a happy expression on her face. She lowered her head so that no one could see her eyes.

As everyone knows, a trace of struggle and melancholy flashed in her eyes.

Tomorrow is a day of happiness and a day of marriage, but there are also many secrets to be revealed.

She had to get the crescent key, and she had to tell Han Wuling some truth.

E.g……

she is not...

She is from the Dragon Clan...

She didn't know if Han Wuling would accept it, but she was very scared in her heart.

She was afraid that when the truth was revealed, the man she loved would leave her.

She finally found a true relationship, and she wanted to hold on to it tightly, not wanting to lose this hard-won relationship.

Han Wuling hugged Jiang Chengnv, looked at Jiang Chengnv's three thousand green hair, and felt an illusion in his heart.

Such a Jiangcheng girl was so unreal, she seemed to disappear at any moment, slipping through his fingers like the wind.

With this feeling, Han Wuling hugged Jiang Chengnv tighter and tighter.

Bailu stood beside Cheng Anqing, dressed in red as if the wind was blowing across the sky, looking back at the place where Jiangcheng Nu and Han Wuling were, feeling a little helpless in his heart.