The Magician's Female Apothecary

Chapter 88

Murong Ying seemed a little distraught at this moment, she didn't know what to do because of Lan Yong's incident before, she wanted to go back and make a plan to draw out the person behind the scene, but who would have thought that the carriage would be caught halfway It was blocked, and he lost the mood to continue to sleep, and directly opened the curtain, intending to see who was causing trouble early in the morning.

"Dead beggar, you must have taken it. Did you hand it over yourself or did I ask you to pick it up?" A vicious voice came from the front, as if it was gnashing its teeth.

"It's really none of my business, I just happened to pass by..." The beggar didn't seem to want to admit it.

The onlookers didn't intend to step forward to dissuade them. They stood aside expressionlessly, watching the good show with some playful expressions. It was just dawn, and it seemed good to have a refreshing play.

Murong Ying frowned slightly, although she didn't know what was going on, but just listening to the voice, she was extremely disgusted with that delicate voice. A closer look shows that there are many vehicles on both sides.

Looking at the dense crowd in front of her, Murong Ying supported her cheeks, looking a bit distressed as to how to get there.

"Bang..." There seemed to be another movement ahead, and there was a sound of something breaking.

"Ah..." It seemed to be the scream of a beggar, with a tone of fear.

Murong Ying was taken aback, could it be that they wantonly beat people in front of so many people?Listening to the sound, it seemed that something similar to a whip was used, and the sound of the rushing wind made people shudder.

"Little girl, wait in the carriage..." Seeing her standing still, the coachman approached her respectfully to dissuade her. The street seems a little unsafe at the moment, so it's better not to be implicated.

Murong Ying raised her eyes and glanced at him lightly. Before she left, the butler of the Lan family seemed to have been explaining something to him, presumably it was just to escort her back, but his expression made people feel too dedicated .

"It's okay, I'm just looking around. Anyway, I can't get through for the time being..." Murong Ying's eyes darkened, and she continued to look at the still dense crowd in the distance. It seemed that she would have to wait for a long time.

I have never had any feelings of compassion, nor the style of meddling in other people's affairs. As long as it does not concern me, I have always been too lazy to take care of it, but what I am most afraid of is that others will be implicated because of me. If this is the case, I will feel very useless, so Compared with complex interpersonal relationships, I like money more, after all, it seems much simpler.

"Bang..." While meditating, there was a sudden movement in front of him, and then a figure flew straight in his direction.

Murong Ying was stunned for a moment, then took a step back with her right foot, and jumped a little flat on the ground, skillfully dodging the galloping figure.

"Puff..." As soon as the figure landed, he spat out blood, as if he had been seriously injured.

Murong Ying frowned slightly, the person in front of her was only half a step away from her, she could clearly see the dense welts on his body, there were new ones and some old ones, the clothes that were already so dilapidated that there wasn't a trace of good clothes were even more so. They were beaten like rags, and the blood-red scars on his body were shocking to watch.

"Pa..." A red training whip was thrown towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Murong Ying was startled, and didn't intend to back off. Obviously, the direction of the whip was towards the figure at her feet, but the other party obviously didn't take her into account. If this whip was thrown over, there would definitely be So a little mistake hurts himself, that is to say, does the other party disregard his own safety at all?
Seeing that the beggar was thrown out, the onlookers were thinking that it was over, so they hurried out of the way, but who would have thought that the man had no intention of stopping, and swung his whip at the beggar again. If this continues, the beggar will definitely die on the street today.

"Hiss..." At the moment when the whip was about to fall, a hand firmly grasped one end.

Luo Feng was taken aback, no one in this world could catch his own whip like this with bare hands, who is that little chubby girl in front?There is no one in Fengcheng that I don't know, but that person from other places?But no matter where she is from, anyone who can take a whip from him must have an extraordinary level of force.

"People have been beaten to death by you, almost forget it..." Murong Ying lightly parted her vermilion lips, her expression was serious, if she hadn't used her spiritual power to protect her palm just now, her palm would have been crushed by that whip. It's useless, the woman in front of me is not simple.

"Hmph..." Luo Feng waved his hand and pulled the whip out of her hand, eyes full of disdain, "Which onion are you? How dare you talk to me like that?" The more she looked at this little chubby girl, the more distasteful she became.

A sneer slowly crossed the corner of Murong Ying's mouth. This person is really arrogant. Seeing that she is dressed like a lady from a dignified family, but her words are so vulgar, this is really a good upbringing." Mother was born to her parents, isn’t everyone human? Or are you different, your parents bought cabbage for you?”

As soon as the words were finished, there was a burst of tittering from the audience around. Everyone covered their mouths and looked at the little chubby girl in front of them in a funny way. This little baby is quite funny.

"You're the one who picked it up..." Luo Feng blushed suddenly, and cursed loudly. At this moment, how can he care about his daughter's family's reserve? Being humiliated like this in public, no one can be angry.

Just as Murong Ying was about to continue teasing, she glanced at the almost fainted figure at her feet from the corner of her eye. Although the beggar's clothes were tattered, he was extremely tidy and his hair was combed back in an orderly manner. I can't tell what he looks like, but I really want to see what kind of person he is.

"Look at me for a whip..." Seeing that she ignored him, Luo Feng became even more impatient, and swung the Chilian whip straight forward.

She is really a woman who does not know the heights of the world, the corners of Murong Ying's mouth curled up, the wind was blowing under her feet, her body flashed forward at an extremely fast speed, and at some point there was an object in her hand.

The onlookers felt a gust of wind blowing by, and when they saw the person in front of them, they couldn't help being stunned. The little boy was holding a...

"Tsk tsk, it's still red..."

(End of this chapter)