Evil King's Supreme Poisonous Queen

People crowded here turned their heads and looked behind. They saw a huge and luxurious carriage, pulled by three horses, running towards the city gate.

The driver sitting on the carriage was not a coachman or a boy, but a middle-aged man with long thick eyebrows and big eyes, a long scar on his face and a knife on his waist.

Seeing this, the people standing in front trying to enter the city quickly avoided both sides of the road. Give way to a road and let the carriage pass. The middle-aged man sitting in front of the bus didn't mean to stop at all.

Even if no one dodges a road, he will still drive past. Even if he kills someone, he won't feel anything.

He shook his whip with disdain.

"Stop!!!"

Seeing this posture, the bodyguard standing at the gate of the city directly pulled out the big knife at his waist and blocked the carriage from moving forward on the road.

"Whoa..."

There were several big knives across the front, which forced the carriage to stop.

The people on both sides of the road were whispering and talking: "why is this carriage so arrogant..."

"Just..."

"People are arrogant and have arrogant capital. Look at the luxury of this carriage. Maybe the people in it are dignitaries."

"Yes, I don't know who's in the carriage."

Looking at such a luxurious carriage, even the bodyguard standing in front of him knew that the people inside were either rich or expensive. It must be the blade of a powerful man, otherwise the carriage would not be so arrogant at the gate of the city.

The attitude of this question is different from that of asking the common people before. Some changes have taken place: "I don't know who is sitting in the carriage? Can there be an invitation?"

The middle-aged man didn't immediately answer the bodyguard's questions, but whispered to the carriage, "fifth master."

"Yes."

From inside the carriage came a dull response.

The next moment, I saw the door of the carriage opened and a rich master with a belly sitting in the carriage.

Looking at this gorgeous dress, it looks like such a rich man!

Because, from head to toe, there is no poverty!

And the slightly narrowed eyes revealed a shrewd merchant.

In a flash, it won't be so easy for people to notice.

This person is not someone else, but Murong Sheng and yingmu after disguise.

The fat and white hands gently touched the big belly twice, then took out something from his arms and threw it proudly at the bodyguard who stopped them.

"Let me have a good look. Is it the invitation you want?"

The bodyguard didn't dare to complain. He hurriedly received the invitation, opened it, looked at it carefully, and immediately returned it respectfully.

Then he waved his hand with a flattering smile: "yes, yes, that's it. This is the invitation. I've read it carefully. Please come to the city, sir."

"Yes."

Murongsheng calmly took the invitation back and sat back in the carriage again.