Poison Doctor Supreme: Ghost Emperor's favorite concubine

Chapter 707
Murong Qianqian suddenly fell from the sky, and before he woke up from the thrilling experience, he was sued by the proprietress for compensation.

Angrily, she whipped out her soft whip and beat the proprietress: "You dog, you deserve to ask Miss Ben for money!"

Unexpectedly, the proprietress was not afraid of her at all, she picked up a wooden spoon and hit her backhand: "Don't think it's great to have a few stinky money in your hand, you were still wearing crotch pants when I debuted!"

The proprietress's strength was astonishing, the wooden spoon hit Murong Qianqian's soft whip, without any intention of backing down, she flicked back the soft whip abruptly.

Murong Qianqian's complexion changed slightly, and he immediately hid his slightly trembling right hand in his pink sleeve.

Now she is already a martial artist at the peak stage, but she did not expect to be beaten by a little-known shrew until her hands trembled. It is conceivable that the other party's cultivation base is higher than hers.

She looked at the proprietress carefully and said, "Who are you?"

"Heh!" The proprietress smiled, showing her yellow teeth, and laughed loudly: "I don't change my name when I go, and I don't change my surname when I sit. Tofu Xishi, the emperor's capital in Cangyuan, has focused on selling tofu for decades! Not to mention you, even if the emperor sees Ben Xishi, You have to give me three points!"

Seeing that Tofu Xishi is extremely ugly, Shu Aotian sarcastically said: "Give me three points? You are so ugly, according to my palace, the emperor is scared to retreat, right?"

Tofu Xishi looked embarrassed, as if someone was talking about the central issue, and she became angry from embarrassment: "I don't know what to give up, only three points. If you don't lose money, you won't want to leave!"

"Only you are not worthy!" Shu Aotian snorted coldly, gently caressing the white jade wrench finger with his index finger, and an invisible black evil spirit attacked Tofu Xishi.

The black evil spirit went straight into the heart of Tofu Xishi's forehead, and Tofu Xishi immediately stared at Shu Aotian dumbfounded: "You, you, you are..." Demon Race!
Tofu Xishi hadn't finished speaking when she fell to the ground in darkness, and the wooden spoon fell to the side with a bang.

Murong Qianqian looked at Shu Aotian with admiration, seeing his cold eyes, she stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear: "Brother Aotian, you are great!"

"Well, let's go!" Shu Aotian smiled sinisterly, and walked forward with Murong Qianqian in his arms.

The two of them hadn't walked a few steps before they saw the guards running quickly and knelt in front of them: "Your Highness, I hope your Highness will forgive me for being late to save you!"

"Clear the field!" Shu Aotian ordered coldly, passing by the guards.

"Yes, Your Highness!" The two guards glanced at Shu Aotian fearfully, stood up and immediately made seals with both hands.

Tofu Xishi and Pink Hongluan immediately disappeared without a trace, and restored the tofu shop to its original state, then turned around and chased after Shu Aotian and Murong Qianqian.

Not long after they left, a ragged beggar looked up from a corner.

He looked nervously at the direction where Shu Aotian disappeared, and immediately turned around and ran towards the beggar's cave.

Shu Aotian and Murong Qianqian went straight to the animal pet shop. They already knew that the person who shot and killed Pink Luan and caused them to fall to the ground was a disciple of Nether Sect, so they came here to ask for an explanation.

At this time, Xiaokui did not go far, because after she ordered Shu Aotian and Murong Qianqian to be shot down, the surrounding crowd applauded and praised her.

She placed her hands behind her back and looked triumphantly at the applauding people around her.

Perhaps because of the close distance, the first thing she noticed was Gong Qingying.

Seeing that Gong Qingying was wearing a white robe, with delicate features and a calm and gentle demeanor, at first glance he looked like a scholar who had read poetry and books, without the slightest aura of a martial artist.

With a hint of ridicule in her heart, she couldn't help but tease her: "Young master, how did my young master behave just now?"

(End of this chapter)