Underworld Red Packet Group

Chapter 223 One machine in hand, ten thousand ghosts can handle it ([-])

The group was silent for a while, waiting for the beautiful scenery to return to Nai Hetian.

Meimei rubbed her temples, and suddenly caught a glimpse of Bai Qinglong who was crouching in a corner and stuffing something into his mouth.

Jingmei was taken aback, and when she took a closer look, she immediately had an expression of contempt on her face.

I thought this girl was squatting here because she was sad, but she was secretly eating snacks here.

Thinking of this, Meimei snorted coldly, and replied to Nai Hetian in the group.

Ghostly obsessed: @奈何天, shouldn't you be good?What more bike!

After the message was sent, Meimei no longer had the courage to read the replies from other group members.

Just let her indulge once, don't know how many times she can indulge?
At this time, it was raining patteringly in the sky. Seeing this scene, Jingmei posted a Moments with a sullen face.

"Burn a mirage with a match, and take advantage of the heavy rain to escape."

The circle of friends just sent it out, but it was returned in seconds.

Nai He Tian: You are already in the deepest part of my heart, and you can't go anywhere.

Bitch Appreciation Expert TC: Run away, run away, your pride and indulgence, even if you run away, you can't escape the palm of your master.

Chujiang Wang Li Wanjiang: It seems that you have a story tonight!Come on, I have wine!

Xiaoqian: Miss, if you don't come in the house, it will really rain heavily!

Xiao Shuai: It's the third watch, fire and candles are strictly prohibited!If there is any disobedience, the prince will commit the same crime as the common people.

Teacher Mo Sheng: Fanxin children's shoes, is it because the rhythm homework has not been completed yet, and I don't know how to face the teacher tomorrow, so I can't think about running away?Don't think about it!At worst, the teacher will ask you to submit it two days later.

Meimei: "..." Hair rings need to be cautious...

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The next day, Meimei rushed to Yan Luodian early in the morning. Although the case was accepted, she still had some questions to clarify with Mo Yan face to face.

Mo Yan is not in Yan Luodian today, but sent another insider who knows about the case to receive her.

Meimei went to the big and small hells according to the location provided by the other party.

She is not familiar with the terrain of the underground palace, so she went around several times but couldn't find it, and the person who connected with her didn't have WeChat, only an address that Mo Yan left her.

Meijing saw a small garden not far ahead, Yingying Yanyan laughed and said Yanyan was so lively, so she had to bite the bullet and walk over.

Unexpectedly, when Yingying Yanyan in the pavilion saw her coming, they all fell silent and looked at her with inexplicable disdain and sarcasm.

"Eh...Excuse me, how do I get to Wangchuan Pavilion?" Meimei tried her best to ignore the unfriendly atmosphere in front of her.

"It turns out that you are going to Wangchuan Pavilion, ah... that's all." At this time, the woman in red sitting in seat C in the pavilion got up and walked towards the beautiful scenery. The beauty and appearance are ordinary, except for a pair of cold pupils that are piercingly piercing, there is really nothing extraordinary about it, so she sneered.

Seeing this, Meimei knew that she had nothing to ask, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute, are you going to meet King Chujiang like this? You have to dress up, don't you?"

The woman in red, Zhao Xianli, took a few steps forward to stop Mei Jing, and looked at her with her head held high.

Meimei frowned, who did she want to see?

Li Wanjiang?
Isn't that fellow in the stripping booth?When did you come to the underground palace?

"I'm not here to meet Li Wanjiang, you misunderstood me! Please get out of the way." Meimei's face darkened, solving the case was important, so she didn't have time to talk nonsense to them.

"Hey, what a big tone, who gave you the courage to call the King of Chujiang by his name? Aren't you just a salesman, to put it mildly as a pet, do you really think you can win the favor of the King of Chujiang?"

As soon as Zhao Xianli said that, she came up and tugged at Jingjing's sleeves, and even raised her hand to push a box of rouge towards Jingjing's face.

(End of this chapter)