Through the waste material princess: Fengling world

He flew away, but a provocative voice still came from behind: "I'm lying to you, my old lady doesn't care!"

After walking out of the woods and walking along the main road for half an hour, there is a very small town. www>

Night, shrouded the earth.

But it still couldn't hide the smelly face of a certain woman.

Her good mood today was completely ruined. [

It's all the fault of that damned little prince!

If I hadn't met him today, how could I have had a bad nose?

Set her up as an object of bullying?Congratulations to him, he found the wrong person!

Although, she has no fighting spirit yet.

But her martial arts are outstanding, and she is by no means a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch.

Even in the present world, with guns and cold weapons, there must be few people who can match her!

Since what happened today, she never wants to marry Ye Leng!

What a broken princess, whoever loves to do it!

No matter what kind of marriage contract he has, the ghost wants to marry that demon king who only lusts after beauty!

But... Ji Meng's heart turned cold. Now it's not a question of whether she will marry or not, but Ye Leng doesn't want to marry her at all.

Because I let him see her real face, so I don't want to and dare not marry her!

A person's appearance, just take it seriously, is it that important?

After entering Wuluo Town, Ji Meng's mood changed slightly.

It's been a long time, but the cold that night spoiled her nature, so it's not worth it. !

Wuluo Town.

The brightly lit place is a tavern.

The perimeter of the tavern is covered with red lanterns. Besides being festive, it seems to be a guide specially set up for people to identify.

However, all this is just performance.

Just around this seemingly loose tavern, there are secret whistle handles everywhere. [

Ji Mengmeng walked in without thinking, but no guard jumped out to stop her.

As soon as she stepped into the tavern, she immediately said, "Boss!"

Several mistresses ran out one after another, bowing and bowing to her.

"Fuck you, keep your voice down!" Ji Meng glared at the man before stepping into the back hall.

This back hall is far less gorgeous than the front hall of the tavern.

But in comparison, it is much more elegant.

As soon as Ji Meng entered the back hall, she heard a male voice and said coldly, "After a few days, the boss probably forgot about us brothers, right?"

It seems to be a question, but it sounds a little sour.

I saw a tall and straight man facing the screen, looking at the painting on it, and seemed to be sighing.

Ji Meng smiled knowingly: "Why? I don't believe you can take good care of the business."

The man turned around slowly, his clean and fair face was extremely handsome.

But his eyes were dim, like a pool of stagnant water.

It looked like a fluffy and radiant dragon, but it just happened not to have eyes.

"Come on, let's sit down and talk." Ji Meng stepped forward, trying to help the man sit down.

But seeing him push away Ji Meng's hand in disdain, he came to the small table with ease, and sat on the pear blossom wooden chair without any mistakes.

He had a sullen expression on his face, as if he was full of dissatisfaction and had nowhere to express it.

Ji Meng sat down on another chair next to the small table, took a deep breath, and said, "Wushuang, I made a special trip here today to tell you that I will be practicing in seclusion for a few days."

"Cultivation?" Wushuang slapped the table and became angry, "It's cultivation again!"

Those empty eyes stared straight ahead of his head, seemingly without emotion, but judging from his movements, he was so agitated.

The handsome and beautiful face was twisted into a ball...

"No!" Wushuang's thin lips spit out these two words lightly.