The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

"If you want to cut me off with your hands, I'll cut off your hands. The rest of the place is still yours." He said calmly and calmly facing the bloody scene in front of him.

Such an arrogant and ruthless tone made everyone present feel chilly.

Only Su Yueming had already gotten used to him like this.

"Go, go, let's go together, kill him, kill him." Although the village chief was already trembling with fright, he still didn't give up. He didn't see how this man did it at all. He didn't believe that someone could do that. quick.

Dozens of thugs immediately rushed forward.

"Overestimating one's abilities." He said coldly, with the same expression on his face, he scoffed.

I saw that he suddenly rose into the air, and then hung upside down. He only heard the sound of metal thunder and thunder, and saw the big knives in the hands of the thugs fall to the ground.

After a while...

"Ow..."

There were screams one after another, and the thugs fell to the ground one after another, curled up, and rolled on the ground, screaming, crying ghosts and howling in pain.

And Murong Canghai had already landed steadily, and under the gaze of everyone, he inserted the gold hairpin in his hand into Su Yueming's bun.

His brows were still calm, and the bloody scene in front of him didn't affect him at all.

Although she had seen his skills before, Su Yueming was still very surprised. She touched the hairpin on her head——

Just now, unexpectedly, he took this hairpin from her head, and then flew up, and used this gold hairpin to knock down the knives in everyone's hands, and her hair was still so neat, and it seemed that she hadn't moved. The hairpin returned to her hand.

"Get lost." He looked at the village head who was standing still in fright, his crotch was already wet, and said a word,

The village chief was so frightened that his legs trembled, his body went limp, and he lay on the ground, so weak that he wanted to run away on his stomach.

"Stop." He said coldly, and stopped the village chief who was eager to escape, and the village chief stood there unmoved as if he had been stabbed.

"What I said is: roll." The word roll came out clearly from his mouth.

The village chief was like a puppy with its tail between its legs. Amid the laughter of the crowd, it rolled into a ball and rolled away without daring to lift its head.

After winning the competition, the people of Xiangyang Village were finally proud. Everyone ran over to thank the old woman and the old man, and everyone said it was thanks to their godson.

Murong Canghai and Su Yueming stood by the river far away——

"I should go." After a long time, Su Yueming said, she had been away from the palace for a day and a night without any news, whether the prince was good or bad, whether he was alive or dead, she had no idea.

Unexpectedly, Murong Canghai was not as angry this time as he knew the reason why she wanted to leave.

He said, "The Empress Dowager Zhou was imprisoned in Yikun Palace. Concubine Rong chanted scriptures in the nunnery every day and ignored the affairs of the harem. Prince Zhou is fine."

After hearing this, Su Yueming suddenly turned her head to look at him, and said, "How do you know?"

This day and night, the two of them were almost inseparable. How did he know the situation in the palace? Could it be that there are still people from him in Xiangyang Village?

Forget it, anyway, he will always find a way to know.

Hearing this news, Su Yueming felt relaxed all over, and she let out a big breath.

However, the expression in Murong Canghai's eyes quietly became serious.

At this time, the old man happily ran over and said——

"Young master, young lady, in order to express their gratitude, the villagers all said that they would prepare a meal to entertain you two."