Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 105

The bustling street market is full of people coming and going.

Feng Nuanyang bid farewell to the short episode just now, and began to enjoy this wonderful night.

But her stomach was weak, and she held on before reaching the end of the street.

Ming Qianjue has never seen such a stupid person who stuffed his stomach when he couldn't eat, and finally sat on the tea stall with his round belly.

"I want to drink something sour," Feng Nuanyang said with a bitter face, her stomach was hurting, and the mixed taste in her throat made her feel a little nauseous.

"I'll get it for you when I get back," Ming Qianjue said with veins popping up on his forehead, looking at the dark sky, holding his temper, and vowed never to take this silly girl to the night market again.

"No, I want to drink now!" Feng Nuanyang couldn't wait to go back, her stomach seemed to be bursting, and she was heavy and unable to move in pain.

Ming Qianjue looked left and right, and finally his eyes fell on the point in the distance. He retracted his gaze, and said softly: "You sit here, don't run around, I'll get you something to drink."

Feng Nuanyang nodded quickly.

In the dark night, the lights were blazing, and the dark clouds covered the starlight, but it didn't affect the enthusiasm of the people around at all. Just halfway through the night, more than half of the boys and girls found the other half they liked.

Ming Qianjue was about to pay the money, when suddenly a surprised female voice came from behind: "Senior brother!"

His hands paused, an undercurrent flashed in his eyes, he turned around and saw the woman standing opposite, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Long time no see!"

Ming Qiyue held her saber, and walked up to Ming Qianjue excitedly: "Senior brother, it's really you." She looked at the man who was completely intact except for his shrunken body, and her nervous heart finally eased these days.

"Young man, here is orange tea," the old man handed out a bowl with a soft smile on his face.

Ming Qianjue reached out to take it, paid the money, and walked back, the smile on Ming Qiyue's face couldn't hold back, she pouted and followed behind: "Brother, where are you going?"

"Don't follow me," Ming Qianjue's eyes flashed with displeasure, and his voice was cold.

Ming Qiyue felt uncomfortable: "Senior brother, are you still angry because of me and second senior brother, actually I like..."

"It's not good, it was murdered..."

Suddenly there was a sharp cry from the crowd, and the surrounding people quickly became agitated.

Ming Qianjue's eyes sharpened, and his eyes fell on the crowded place, and his heart tightened suddenly, that was the tea stall where Nuan Yang was sitting!
He hurriedly raised his feet and flew over, but when he arrived, there was only a mess and corpses everywhere.

His pupils constricted for a while, and he quickly grabbed the shivering man beside him, "Where did the girl who was sitting here go?"

But apart from trembling, the man couldn't utter a word at all. Ming Qianjue really didn't expect that this kind of thing happened just after he left for a while.

"Senior brother, what girl?" It was the first time Ming Qiyue saw her senior brother get so angry and lose his composure. The woman's intuition told her that this woman treated her senior brother differently. Thinking about the days when she left, senior brother might When she fell in love with other girls, she felt a sense of crisis in her heart.

Ming Qian didn't care about her, just raised his feet, flew to the highest roof to stand, looked down at the surroundings, under the dim yellow night, people came and went, it was hard to find someone like going to the sky.

In the end, he had to go to the palace to ask Feng Yuanche for help.

(End of this chapter)