The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

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"Miss, are you sure he will come?" the servant girl glanced at Shang Xiufang and asked with some uncertainty.

Shang Xiufang rested her chin and waited in the boat boredly, and smiled: "If he is that qin master, he will definitely want to meet Xiufang!"

"What if he's an ugly monster?"

The maid smiled slyly.

"Xiufang just wants to share her experience in Qin Dao, but she doesn't care about the other person's appearance!"

Even though he said so, Shang Xiufang couldn't help but see a man wearing a snow-white shirt made of Shu brocade, holding a folding fan, wearing a purple gold belt with eight treasures around his waist, stepping on cloud shoes, and always with a faint smile on his face. .

Even Shang Xiufang would not know that the person she was looking forward to was the man with a faint smile.

"Will it be him?"

Shang Xiufang felt that it was the first time that she was looking forward to meeting someone so much.

"Yangzhou General Judge Zhou Xurui, please see everyone Shang Xiufang!"

Just when Shang Xiufang fell into fantasy, a man's voice sounded outside the painting boat.

"Yangzhou General sentenced Zhou Xurui?"

A haze suddenly appeared in Shang Xiufang's heart.

"Hee hee, Miss is really disappointed! Do you want to let that person in?"

Seeing the obvious disappointment on Shang Xiufang's face, the servant girl laughed.

Shang Xiufang ignored the maid's teasing, a wry smile appeared on her face: "Let him board the boat! Cabin"

Shang Xiufang thought of the 857 information about Zhou Xurui, and shook her head: "There is no need to enter the cabin."

There was also a trace of pity in the maidservant's eyes, she stopped laughing at Shang Xiufang, and went to introduce Zhou Xurui in response.

It was in this maidservant's heart that Shang Xiufang's best friend she hoped to meet was also Chu Heng.

But it's a pity, it seems to be a trick of good fortune!

The person who came now was Zhou Xurui, the general judge of Yangzhou.

"Zhou Tongban, please board the ship!"

Looking at Zhou Xurui's slightly weathered clothes, the maid ordered the guards to put down the steps.

A hint of secret joy flashed in Zhou Xurui's eyes, and he cupped his fists gratefully at the maid: "Thank you, miss!"

"You're welcome! Master Tongju, please come with your slaves!"

The maid led Zhou Xurui towards Shang Xiufang's cabin, thinking that Zhou Xurui was wanted by the whole of Yangzhou, the maid felt sorry for Zhou Xurui and Shang Xiufang.

No, wanted! ! ?The servant girl was startled suddenly.

"I don't know, is Zhou Tongpan's mansion busy?"

Seemingly casual, the servant girl asked softly.

"Hahaha, it's just too busy, so I can only find time to meet Master Shang alone? You are bothering Master Shang!"

Zhou Xurui said with a strange look in his eyes. .

Chapter [-] Borrowing the Incense Stove

The servant girl's body was stiff, she didn't know whether she should continue to take Zhou Xurui to see Shang Xiufang. (—)

Because she knew that if she didn't do this, maybe she would be killed by this person the next moment!

But if you continue to bring him to see Shang Xiufang, it will be tantamount to leading a wolf into the house!

It is impossible for the servant girl to persecute her young lady like this when it has been determined that the person who came was not kind.

Looking at a passing guard, the servant girl opened her mouth to ask for help, but at this moment, she felt a sharp thing appearing on her waist.

Even with her clothes on, the maid could still feel the bone-piercing cold of that sharp thing.

"You can ask for help!"

Holding the dagger in his hand, Zhou Xurui said sinisterly.

With Zhou Xurui's cultivation at the early stage of the Xiantian Realm, he doesn't think there will be any accidents when he controls a small second-rate expert maid.

"You, what do you mean?"

The servant girl trembled, wanting to look back at Zhou Xurui.

"Don't look back! Don't talk! Unless you want to die."

The dagger in Zhou Xurui's hand moved forward.

Immediately, the servant girl felt as if her clothes had been pierced by a dagger.

"Huan'er, why haven't you brought any guests over yet?"