My crazy concubine is super defiant

Chapter 404
"What? Don't dare to promise?"

Murong Jiuqing asked in a cool tone.

"Hmph. Who said that this princess dare not agree? Murong Jiuqing, you can expect to lose after seven days."

Nan Fengjiao stopped her laughter, and said in a contemptuous tone.

"Okay. Seven days later, the Royal Plaza. Those who don't show up will automatically admit defeat." Murong Jiuqing said.

"No problem. When the time comes, let's wait and see."

Nan Feng raised his chin arrogantly.

He glanced at Murong Jiuqing with a condescending face.

Then he rode his horse quickly and headed back the way he had come.

"Get out of the way, all you untouchables who stand in the way, get out of the way for this princess."

Nan Fengjiao slapped his ass fiercely, brandished his whip arrogantly, and whipped it at the pedestrians on both sides.

Seeing this, the pedestrians on both sides stepped aside one after another.

All the people leaned towards Murong Jiu and cast a sympathetic look.

"Poor thing. Miss Nine of Murong's family is a well-known waste. Now that she has accepted the challenge of Princess Nine, she is probably close to death."

"Tsk tsk, this little silly girl, won't she be stupid again? Isn't she courting death for taking the initiative to accept the gauntlet?"

"Yeah yeah."

"It's pathetic."

Everyone shook their heads one after another, with regretful expressions on their faces.

In his arms, the little fur ball kept flapping its front paws, and let out bursts of angry roars from its mouth.

ooh ooh...

Let me go, kiss master.

Let me jump up and kill that bitch.

While struggling desperately, the little furball kept waving its paws.

"Be quiet, little one."

The corner of Murong Jiuqing's lips curled up suddenly, and he gave the little hairball a "be safe and don't be impatient" look.

Then with a flick of the palm, the pocket-sized exquisite torch on the wrist quickly aimed at the horse's buttocks.

"Ow?"

啥、

Could it be that there is a good show to watch?
The little hairball froze when struggling.

In a pair of dark eyes, a look of watching the show flashed quickly.

"Miss, do you want to..."

Aside, Ah Man also noticed Murong Jiuqing's movements, and immediately grinned secretly.

"Smart. The live target sent to the door is just for you to practice."

In Murong Jiuqing's eyes, a cunning flashed quickly.

The gun in the sleeve is aimed at the horse's buttocks, and the thumb is fastened.

"Whoosh" sound.

A delicate and small torch quickly aimed at the horse's buttocks and flew towards it.

puff!

The sharp fire nipple pierced the horse's buttocks.

On the street, the steed suddenly swayed.

He raised his head and let out a long neigh, then spread his hooves and ran forward frantically.

"Ahhhhh... what happened? Stop, stop, you damn bastard, who is going to save this princess?"

On the horse's back, Nan Fengjiao, who was originally complacent, suddenly let out a cry.

Looking at the galloping horse that suddenly seemed to be going crazy, its face turned pale with fright.

"Help, help...ahhhhhhhh."

Nan Fengjiao desperately hugged the horse's neck with her hands, and shouted hysterically towards the surroundings.

The speed of the horse was extremely fast, and it ran hundreds of meters in an instant.

Nan Fengjiao let go of the horse's rein with both hands, and her face changed suddenly.

"No ah ah ah..."

Then, he tilted his body and fell heavily to the ground.

thump!
On the street in the distance, an earth-shattering loud noise came.

Nan Fengjiao landed on her face, and fell to the ground in a standard dog-eat-shit posture.

The gaudy pearls on the head were sprinkled all over the floor

(End of this chapter)