Beautiful concubine: cold king's genius concubine

The armour guard yard holds the long stick in his hand and drives Muyun like a fly.

"How did you talk to the young lady?" the nanny could bear Mu Yuyao calling the young lady donkey. That was because Mu Yuyao was so powerful that they couldn't fight. But a servant guarding the door and a dog in Mu house called the young lady straw bag so arrogantly. How could the nanny bear it.

"Oh, who's not a slave? I'm a slave. What's the matter? A slave can't beat the master? Hey, I'll show you what it's like for a slave to beat the master today." guard B took one end of the long stick in his hand and directly poked the other end towards Mu Yunlu's shoulder socket.

With a little strength, Mu Yun's body deviated backward, but he didn't step back half a step.

The second guard thought that he should turn Mu Yun over directly. Is it difficult to poke lightly?

Come again, guard B took the stick and poked it at Muyun again. At the same time, he said in his mouth, "see, I can play the master as much as I want... Eh

Suddenly, the words of the second guard couldn't go on. Even the action of poking Muyun seemed to be fixed and motionless.

"Say ah, why don't you go on?" Mu Yun's skinny rough fingers generally held the wooden stick on her shoulder without much strength.

No matter how the guard B pulls and pokes forward, the wooden stick is like being stuck. It can't advance or retreat. It doesn't move!

It's evil!!!

The nanny looked at the second nursing home as if she had used all her strength to eat milk. She was surprised that she couldn't move the stick.

"Come on, come on, don't stand there and look at me foolishly. Help me pull out the stick!! come on!" the second guard's forehead was sweating and his strength was used up. It happened that he didn't pull out the stick from Mu Yunyu's hand and immediately shouted at the armour guard's house.

However, before the armour guard came, Mu Yun slowly loosened the stick in his hand one finger at a time, "you want to take it back, but you say ah, I'm not going to give it to you, but..."

Mu Yun's eyes flashed a strange green light, which was almost dazzling, "you can hold it steady."

With the release of the last finger, Muyun took a step back and silently looked at the second nursing home.

The second guard yard didn't take back the stick. Unexpectedly, it still maintained the action of pulling out the stick just now. It grabbed one end of the stick with both hands, and the stick didn't move in the air. But gradually, the end that no one grabbed began to tilt down a little.

It looks like something is pulling it down at the other end!

However, the second guard, who was holding the end of the stick, was still using all his strength to tilt up the end where the stick fell.

His mouth made a cry of "Er! Ah!" and the sweat on his forehead flowed down one by one. In such a blink of an eye, his back was wet.

It's like doing some heavy physical work.

"What's the matter with you?" the armour guard can't understand what's going on. Don't say he can't understand, but the Party B guard can't understand. How come the stick in his hand suddenly becomes like a kilo, and his hands can't get rid of it!

It's like, as soon as the stick falls to the ground, something bad will happen to him!!

So he desperately carried the stick and didn't let it fall to the ground, but the stick was getting heavier and heavier. He was just

"Ah!!"