General is ferocious: arrogant lady, don't escape

For such a situation, Gong Yueyue, who shuttled among the crowd, had already seen strange things, didn't feel the slightest tension, and walked into the room to go.

When her petite figure completely disappeared at the rear entrance on the first floor of the inn, a large row of people deliberately blocked the door, waiting to see the legendary princess Fengrong, didn't even find her.

"Sister..." as soon as I entered the room, little purple with bright eyes greeted me.

Xiao Zi, who had been used to calling her sister, soon silenced under the hint of Gong Yueyue's eyes, crept to open the way for her and took her to a safe place.

She changed her clothes quickly but with great lightness, and put on all the headdress, yarn and jewelry. Then, with the nervous and excited little purple, she came to the junction of the back hall and the front hall, stood in a shadow where they would never find themselves, and looked behind the curtain.

"How many people have come?"

She asked softly.

She has long estimated that those farmers and hunters are generally busy making a living and will not come to this scene.

Just for her, four is enough.

Once again, I took a silent look outside. Many business guests have been talking to themselves there. There was harmony between the two groups.

Not far from them, there were more than three or four thin people dressed in simple clothes. Although they also stood, they didn't open their mouth, just like they were excluded.

However, looking at those big bellied and serious looking guys, they talked about the boring topic of where to eat tonight's dinner. They were not willing to show weakness. They sat directly at a large table without anyone and talked about the changes in the weather in recent days.

They are all true temperament. They have no scruples about doing things. They talk in public, which is normal in their eyes.

Just because the weather led to no harvest in the fields and the topic was a little heavy, their mood was a little low, but when they talked about how many fat prey they had captured when they were young and how ruthlessly their lies were exposed, they couldn't help laughing.

This made those rich businessmen who felt disturbed very upset, motioned them to be quiet, and the tone was very tough.

Although I didn't think there was anything wrong with this, even though I was dissatisfied with their poor eyes, I didn't want to make trouble. The knowing smile on the faces of the hunters disappeared and gradually lowered the volume.

"Oh, you are all quarreling with our master. Can you speak a little louder?" However, there is no discerning guy from looking for trouble.

Hearing the news, the speaker is a little schoolboy in blue. The Huns, who are hardly literate, are very rare characters.

He was thin and very weak, but the face under the square hat was picked up on the eyebrows and eyes, showing a sense of pride with the born. Unfortunately, there was no obvious masculine appearance support, so there was only a sense of motherhood left.

A young man of his age, dressed in a yellow brown fur pulled from an unknown strong life, with a bare arm, dark skin and solid muscles, imitated his tone while turning back to whiten the schoolboy who echoed the voice: "Oh, be light... Ha ha ha!" Halfway through the conversation, the young man was amused by himself, covered his stomach and laughed.

His companions around him were also stimulated by his clever imitation to burst into laughter, except for a slightly older middle-aged man next to him, who gave him a worried look in the blame.

"You!" The villagers laughed at the red faced schoolboy.

As the saying goes, what kind of dog has what kind of owner.

Behind the white schoolboy, a middle-aged man with a big belly immediately stood up and sternly condemned them for being really uneducated.

The schoolboy who felt that he had pulled back a game immediately nodded and bowed in agreement, said a series of sarcastic words, and provocatively looked at the young hunter with a stiff smile.

The young hunter didn't pay much attention to the rich businessman who was still insulting them. The muscles on his arms stretched and the green veins on his forehead flashed faintly. He was about to rush up and punch the schoolboy.

But he was forcibly held by the middle-aged man beside him.

"Dad, he insulted us!" Young Zaha looked at kunka suspiciously and didn't understand why his father was afraid. Like that thin white cut chicken, I just need one shot to kill him!

However, facing Zaha's question, the expressionless kunka just shook his head and said nothing. But this silent silence is better than all the preaching words.

The anger in his heart gradually faded away. Many Zaha lowered his head and completely lost his perseverance just now.

But a pair of unconvinced eyes still stared at the book boy who was still shouting through the gap in his arms.

Before there was any irreversible contradiction between the two sides who looked more and more wrong, Gong Yueyue hinted that Xiao Zi, who had been stunned, could go out.

"Cough..." after standing firm, he met Xiao Zi with many eyes and cleared his throat uneasily.

When many people saw her coming out, they suddenly gathered around her and asked about the situation.

"Everyone... Please be quiet. I'm sorry to keep you waiting. Now, our princess is awake."

"Oh?!"

After listening to Xiao Zi's words, everyone brightened up one after another.

It seems that I don't care about people who have been waiting for so long, but I'm just taking a nap.

Compared with them who were excited, the hunters who were still sitting at the table and watching them silently looked very happy.

They can already be sure that today's invitation is a carnival of the rich.

Looking at those people gathered under the high platform and waiting for a woman to come out, zhahamo kept silent and lay on the table with his cheeks in the distance. He regretted very much why he left Eminem who was seriously ill in bed to follow Abba here

"Nice to meet you, everybody."

Caught off guard, an ethereal girl voice with a trace of childishness sounded like this.

I just felt that the female voice was so gentle that it was like my mother gently singing a lullaby when she was still a baby. As a ghost, Zaha turned his head and immediately matched a pair of unforgettable eyes in this life

That's basically a pair of eyes that will make people fall into... Such a beautiful color. Zaha, who knows that he has a small vocabulary, can't find a word to describe it.

Even if half of its owner's small face was covered under the veil, he thought that such beauty should not exist

"Thank you for arriving at the scene and giving the little girl a thin noodles. I've just arrived here. Please forgive me if I don't treat you well. "