Bandit girl unscrupulous: kidnap a prince to farm

Chapter 182 205 Competition?Enter princess!

Zhang Jian shut his mouth, compared to whoever had the oldest qualifications in the mansion, the people who belonged to the concubine, none of them came later, so he couldn't compare, so he lowered his head obediently.

Even if he wanted to argue, but there was no reason, and he was afraid of Mu Jinxuan's power, so Zhang Jian had no choice but to bow and retreat.

"Niang Niang, are you not afraid of their opinions?" Huanyue couldn't help saying, looking at Zhang Jian's unwilling back.

"What I want is that they have opinions. Do they think this is Caishikou? Can you bargain with me?" The little girl smiled, she was waiting for these people to have opinions!
Huanyue kept her mouth shut, and said that when the princess was a concubine, she greeted people with a smile, even to the waiters in her shop, she was very kind, but for some reason, she became so serious when she arrived at the palace.

The little girl seemed to see Huanyue's doubts, and said: "I treat the people in the shop well because they will appreciate it and work hard, so they can promote good ones and help my career to a higher level. If I treat the servants in the mansion well, they will overstep and no longer abide by the rules between master and servant, so one day, let them ride on the head of the prince and become the master of the prince?"

She had promised Lou Shaoqing that she would help him and make him a feudal lord who would go down in history. Even if Yuwen conquered the feudal clan, Lou Shaoqing's name would still be in history, and that was enough. Therefore, she It must be taken care of well. The so-called Qi family governs the country and the world, and the family can't take care of it, let alone talk about other things?

People have the problem of bullying and fearing hard, if you want to intimidate others, you have to let others know that you are not easy to mess with yourself!
After Zhang Jian went back, he told Mrs. Liu the exact words. Mrs. Liu's complexion was not very good, and she turned and left without knowing what she was muttering.

Several tribal chiefs stayed in the wheel group for several days. The reason was that no one would give in to the discussion, but they didn't want to start a war. I understand, unless they want to die early, they will choose to start a war with this person...

But things can't go on like this forever, can they?

But Lou Shaoqing didn't care, and replied in front of everyone: "We in Northern Xinjiang can still afford to support you guys."

The patriarchs were ashamed, they didn't want to waste time, they still had things to deal with when they went back, and besides, Hu Yanxie was still outside, maybe this person would come back to rob if he was hungry!

Lou Shaoqing said that he didn't care at all, since it wasn't that Beijiang was robbed anyway.

Erma couldn't sit still anymore, she stood up and said, "Lord Qiantui, what we grassland people believe in is fist and force. Since we can't discuss it, we might as well have a fight!"

Lou Shaoqing continued to laugh: "It's too disrespectful to fight, if you are killed, injured or disabled, it will be bad."

Erma frowned, blushing with anger, and had a thick neck. After coming here, he was not less angry with the prince. He felt that his bald head with few hairs was really going to become bald. Recently, the hair on the braid They all fell out one by one, and now he has to tie it into a small braid.

"No, our warriors of Xirong will die with honor!"

Lou Shaoqing waved his hand, still expressing that it was too bloody and violent.

They still say that they have no skills inside and out, which naturally makes these barbarians who are known for their toughness very upset.

Lou Shaoqing raised her eyebrows, um, what I want is for you to be upset, if you are happy, how can we act?

"Then how do you plan to compare, my lord Chitose?"

"Just Bibi, who is more powerful!" Said the corner of the prince Qiantui's mouth with a slight smile: "Aifei, let you compare!"

While speaking, Mu Jinxuan had already come out from the back of the corridor. She was dressed in a neat Hu suit, looking neat and heroic, but she was carrying a long thing on her back, which made people wonder what it was.

But...send a woman on the stage, and she is still a dignified princess...

Everyone fell silent. Is this the rhythm of death?

Hu Yandan squinted at the princess who didn't reach her chest, her eyes flickered slightly, and then her eyes fell on the long strange thing behind her.

If it's a weapon, the thing with a thick bottom and a slender top is definitely not easy to handle, and it looks like it's made of iron, and it's not brisk. No matter how you look at this princess, she looks weak and weak, but he doesn't believe it. Prince Jing would give in so politely, even if he wanted to, but there was the entire Great Front behind him, no matter what, they would not think about losing.

Hu Yandan was suddenly a little interested, interested in what the princess would do next.

It is said that the two people sent by Erma did not come back in the end, and it seems that they are no longer in the Beijing Palace. Could it be that the King of Beijing killed them?
With all kinds of curious attitudes, Hu Yandan simply stood aside with his arms folded and watched. The chiefs of several tribes dispatched the bravest warriors in the tribe one after another. Only the Southern Huns did not send anyone. See Hu Yandan standing in the distance with arms folded and smiling.

"Several respected kings, you go, I call Yandan to admit defeat."

In exchange for a few words, the leaders of the tribes were contemptuous. In the desert wasteland where strength is the most important thing, they do have the capital to despise Huyandan.

However, Lou Shaoqing glanced at the smiling leader of the Southern Huns, and said nothing.

"My concubine, let's begin!"

The little girl giggled, took a step forward, and stood with a few warriors. Among all the muscular men, Mu Jinxuan suddenly appeared, as if a small melon suddenly appeared in the watermelon field. Still out of place.

Several muscular warriors looked down at the princess who had just reached their chest, their eyelids twitching.

When the time comes, will they pump their fists and start beating them, or will they just stand there and wait for the concubine's fists and legs to beat them?

The warriors are entangled, one side is their own tribe, and the other is the weak concubine of the King of Peking, this... hey...

Mu Jinxuan didn't take it seriously, standing in the crowd, instead of being timid, she straightened her body, with a calm and calm smile on her cute little face.

Mu Jinxuan turned her head, blinked at Huanyue, Huanyue signaled, stood up and said, "First round, shoot the Frisbee!"

Several warriors quickly took the arrows from the guards and stared at the sky closely.

Not long after, something suddenly flew out in the distance, the warriors were taken aback, and couldn't help frowning.

The distance where the frisbee appeared was beyond the range of the bow and arrow. If they wanted to shoot it, they had to spend more effort to draw the bow to the full.

But in this way, they will have to spend a lot of energy, and even they may not be able to bear it. This princess, can she bear it?

(End of this chapter)