Miss Third: Secret Service Concubine

The guards brought by Nan Yanyu looked at each other, at a loss.

They sent people to protect Nan Yanyu's safety, but now Nanyan Yu has had an arm chopped off, but the other party is a saint, and they don't dare to be presumptuous if they have nine lives, but if they carry the dying Nan Yanyu back, They may also die.

After all, Nan Yanyu's talent is there, she is a person who has the potential to be the head of the Nan family.

"Get back."

Lin Shuiyan put her hands behind her back, and her white clothes fluttered, "Just tell your Patriarch that I only chopped off her hand when I was in a good mood. If I was in a bad mood, her life would end here. After all, your Patriarch You have to thank me well, don’t worry, I will wait for your patriarch’s thank you gift at the mansion.”

What he said was impeccable, and the guards who listened were stunned for a while, nodded wildly, and said in their hearts that the saint is a good person.

But vaguely feel that there is something wrong with these words.

It was only when they returned to Nan's house with Nan Yanyu in their arms and saw the Patriarch of Nan's family about to get angry, they suddenly realized that it was so.

Lin Shuiyan chopped off her daughter's hands, and said with a righteous face that I am waiting for your thank you gift at home, come and give it to me...

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Ye Bitong stood next to the proud child, looking at Lin Shuiyan's magnificent back through the shadow of swords and swords, there was a faint glint of dark light in her deep pupils.

After a long time, Ye Bitong smiled.

"No wonder..."

No wonder the saintess who has not yet come out of the customs will leave the customs. All of this is because of... Qingsha Bailu.

Qingsha Bailu, what virtue and ability do you have, you can involve any force in the Blood God Empire casually.

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Lin Shuiyan turned around and faced the crowd, her eyes were cold and her own aura formed, and everything she saw was silent like a cicada, "Qingsha Bailu is my guest, whoever touches her will touch me, if that's the case, don't blame me It's heartless."

"So you will still defend me." Bailu smiled half a smile, "I thought that if I came here, you would drive me to death."

"Don't worry, you will die sooner or later." Lin Shuiyan stood under the steps with her arms folded, looking up at the egret, "But it's not yet, since you have come to the Blood God Empire, I am the host and you are the guest. Of course I have to show the attitude of the master."

Everyone who said these words was in a mess, and their clues were unclear.

Aren't the veiled egret and the saint good friends?

What's going on with this unwarranted murderous intent.

Ye Bitong was also very puzzled...

Bailu walked down the bluestone steps, walking lightly and steadily, and Lin Shuiyan was within walking distance. Bailu said, "Would you like to have a drink?"

"Okay, I'll treat you." Lin Shuiyan smiled.

Lin Shuiyan jumped onto the white crane's body and stood between a pair of plump wings. She was condescending with the sky on her back, overlooking the egret that was still on the ground, "Come up, go for a drive."

The egret hooked its lips and smiled.

Go for a ride, what a modern word.

Back then, the two of them, each with a cross-country racing car, released their blood wildly and enthusiastically in the endless wilderness. On the expressway, they rode a motorcycle together, and behind them was the traffic police roaring at them angrily.

Both of them were thinking, if it wasn't for Chen Cangyi, maybe they are still in the 21st century, in that country called China.

Perhaps, they quit the Secret Service and bought an apartment. In the spring, they would sit on the sofa and watch anime, Korean dramas, and American dramas, and then complain about domestic dramas.