Miss Waste Chai is about to turn over: Concubine Phoenix Summoner

Chapter 341 Lost Butterfly Dance, Warriors Psychedelic

"Ahhh—" Qing Rongqian was stunned for half a second, and then shouted, "You lowly maidservant! How dare you hit Miss Ben!"

"Bitch maid?" Nan Fengqing's tone rose, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be mocking.

Qing Rongqian was so angry that his head was dizzy, and he used his spiritual power to throw a ball of fire towards the south wind.

As the most beloved granddaughter of the master, Qing Rongqian is now a seventh-level summoner of the Huang rank. Whoever of the servants of Qing Rong's family sees her is not respectful, how has she ever been so angry?

Seeing the fireball flying towards the south wind, Qing Rongqian couldn't help but feel better.

The blazing fireball was dazzling, and Nan Fengqing narrowed his eyes dangerously. At this moment, the master actually stopped the fireball with water spells.

"Qian'er! That's enough!" Everyone shouted angrily.

"Grandpa..." Qing Rongqian felt aggrieved when he heard this voice, and actually burst into tears.

Seeing his most beloved granddaughter cry, although the Lord felt distressed, he did not show it in consideration of the occasion.

Nan Fengqing glanced at Master indifferently, with a pure and harmless smile on his lips: "Thank you, Master, for saving your life, otherwise the fireball flew over just now, and the servants would have died without a whole body."

"You—" the master felt that this maid was here to challenge his endurance today, and he asked angrily, "Who are you!" Why did she infiltrate the Qingrong family?Do you have any intentions?
"Master, this servant is called Luotao." Hearing his question, Nan Fengqing replied crisply and melodiously.

"Are you pretending to be confused?" The master said with a dignified look, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

Nan Fengqing and him looked at each other, and there was a little smile in the bottom of her eyes. She moved her fingers slightly, only to hear that Qing Rongqian screamed again, and her whole body was poured by the ice water that Nan Fengqing transformed with illusion. drenched.

"Miss Qian should go back to the house and change clothes before coming out, and you must remember to wash your mouth." Nan Fengqing said softly.

"You, you, you——" Qing Rongqian was furious, her hair was dripping water, and she was as embarrassed as if she had just climbed out of the lake. Qing Rongqian stretched out her hand and pointed at Nan Fengqing, trembling her lips, saying no for a while Speak up.

Seeing this, the anger that everyone had just suppressed surged up again, and he looked at Nan Fengqing sharply, "What is your intention to infiltrate my Qingrong family!"

"An attempt?" Nan Fengqing still smiled harmlessly, "I just came in for a walk."

"It's nonsense!" Although the master has a white hair and a childlike face, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, but when he is angry, he has a strong momentum.

"Brother." At this moment, the second patriarch, who had not spoken a word, opened his eyes, his deep eyes were cold and compelling: "Brother, it is important to find Lan'er now."

"Yes, it's important to find Lan'er." The master waved his hands and summoned four or five warriors: "Take this servant girl who is guilty of the crime below."

"Yes." Several warriors stepped forward, they thought Nan Fengqing would resist, but she let them escort her away.

Everyone came to their own conclusions, thinking that their predictions were wrong, but in fact Nan Fengqing didn't have much ability, so he added: "Beat her to death with sticks, and calm down Miss."

Hearing this, Qing Rongqian finally felt better. She bowed gracefully to the two Patriarchs and left, and then told the warriors: "You can do it after I change clothes. She was tortured!"

"Yes, Miss San." Several warriors responded in unison.

"Isn't this too cruel?" Nan Fengqing seemed to be talking to himself.

After hearing this, Qing Rongqian smiled triumphantly: "Now I know I'm afraid? How can I allow you to be presumptuous!"

"Miss Qian, I'm afraid you won't be able to resist beating." Nan Fengqing said unhurriedly.

"You're still stubborn when you're about to die!" Qing Rongqian left with a cold snort, while Nan Fengqing was brought to the courtyard by several warriors to wait for punishment.

Nan Fengqing asked one of the fighters: "The missing holy healer of the Qingrong family has not been found yet?"

No one answered.

Nan Fengqing narrowed his eyes, a little displeased.

At this moment, a few colorful butterflies flew out from nowhere, dazzling people's eyes.

The eyes of these warriors were a bit blurred.

The rope that was originally tied to Nan Fengqing was suddenly burned by a strange gray flame, and then, she deftly flashed back to the meeting hall in a maid's clothes.

"Second brother, don't worry, those people won't harm Lan'er. After all, the holy healer is very honorable, and Lan'er will not be in danger for the time being." The master said.

"I hope that elder brother can dispatch the family's secret guards to find Lan'er." The second Patriarch's expression was rather ugly.

"Uncle, don't worry, Sister Lan is auspicious and has her own destiny." The master's son Qing Rongcai said.In terms of seniority, he is Qing Ronglan's elder brother.

"Second Grandpa, let's go back to the room to rest first, Aunt Lan will come back safely." Qing Rong Yu'er also interjected, she is the granddaughter of the master, and also the fourth young lady of the Qing Rong family.

"I'm going to find Lan'er!" The second Patriarch stood up, his body was strong, and although the summoning ring on his left hand was not shiny, his status was very honorable because he was a senior healer.

"Second brother, let's rest in the room recently!" The master's tone became tough, and with a gesture from him, several warriors stepped forward, forcing the second master to return to the room.

"Brother, you..." The second patriarch's usually indifferent eyes shot out an angry light.

"Second brother is tired, take him back to rest." Everyone advocated coldly.

At this moment, the master suddenly heard Qing Rongqian's scream: "Are you crazy? Look clearly! This lady is Qing Rongqian!"

"It's Sister Qian's voice..." Qing Rongyu was a little puzzled.

The second Patriarch was taken down, while the Patriarch walked out quickly, only to see that the warriors who had escorted Nan Fengqing earlier were all holding sticks, beating Qing Rongqian non-stop.

"Presumptuous!" Everyone yelled angrily, but it's a pity that these warriors were previously deluded by Nanfengqing's Mizongdie, and now they have already mistaken Qing Rongqian as "Luotao", and they have no intention of stopping at all.

The masters stepped forward to stop him, while Nan Fengqing quietly followed the second patriarch who was taken away, and followed him to his room.

There are four tenth-rank warriors of the yellow rank guarding the gate.

"I still have a lot of lost butterflies ready for you..." The corners of Nan Fengqing's lips bent into a bright arc in joy, and twenty or thirty lost butterflies flew out.

Elegant dance, gorgeous colors.

These lost butterflies are already blue-rank holy beasts, how can a few yellow-rank warriors resist their illusion?

"Everyone of you is confused, go and wake him up—well, I don't mind if he is beaten half to death." Nan Fengqing ordered these warriors.

(End of this chapter)