Rebirth: The Adopted Daughter

As soon as the boss was excited, he began to describe the thrilling fight last night. That scene was full of hype. He couldn't finish it if the sun went down at this rhythm. Ye Qingxia sank her eyes, directly interrupted the passionate, emotional and dancing narration of the boss, and asked, "did those four go to prison?" The boss stopped abruptly, feeling a little awkward, but receiving money is to answer questions and solve doubts for others. He turned his eyes and said, "yes, the prison is on the west corner of the city, but I want to find them to inquire about the whereabouts of the other four people in black on the reward list? "This..." he hesitated for a moment and said, "those four people have a tight mouth. Let me tell you, it's been a night... Up to now, the rewards offered by the four people in black on the reward list have not moved. I'm sure I haven't asked why. Otherwise, the officers and soldiers of Tucheng would have gone to get them. " Hearing the officers and soldiers of the Tucheng, ye Qingxia thought of the fat and strong horse in soft leather armor. She immediately killed her gun. She couldn't help feeling a little scared. She took a big sip of the tea cup, put it down, got up, carried the black wooden coffin, hugged her fist and said, "I'll go first, so I won't disturb you to do business. Goodbye." The boss looked at Ye Qingxia's back and stretched out his hands. It seemed that he wanted to keep her talking, but he was not qualified to keep her. Some people stop and listen to you, but they want to leave after all. Ye Qing walked to the northwest corner of the Earth City in the Xia Dynasty. The prison was easier to find than she thought. The official style of architecture has ancient cornices and upturned corners, which is different from ordinary flat topped soil houses. There are yamen soldiers with big knives and a fierce face at the door. Ye Qingxia stood at the corner about 30 steps away from the prison door with the black coffin on her back, silently looking at the faded closed door of the prison, and there was almost no possibility of breaking through. After a while, I saw a young woman dressed as a village girl, holding a basket and timidly walking forward“ Ladies and gentlemen... "She took out a ingot of silver and handed it to a cold faced Yamen in front of her. The Yamen servant waved her silver, spit and said, "your uncle, take such a little money to insult your grandpa. Get out! Get out of here! Roll as far as you can. " All the other yamen servants laughed“ The little lady is very interesting... Alas, do you want to play with your master? " The Yamen servant said and walked slowly towards the woman from the place where he stood guard at the door. The woman's eyes followed the ingot of silver, saw Ye Qingxia's silver robe and a small half of the black wooden coffin standing at the corner, and chased the foot of the silver. However, looking at the malicious yamen behind him, his eyes turned, gritted his teeth and ran towards Ye Qingxia“ What are you running for? " Seeing the Yamen open his arms, he wanted to hold the woman in his arms. The woman's frightened and hopeful eyes accidentally touched the soft place at the bottom of Ye Qingxia's heart. Ye Qingxia, who didn't want to meddle in this business, turned around and thought that these yamen servants just disliked her for lack of money. It's a big deal to give her some money. So ye Qingxia directly shook up the black wooden coffin behind him with his spiritual power. The black wooden coffin jumped up high, and then slammed down in front of the chasing yamen, blocking the woman. A group of Yamen servants who had been laughing suddenly stopped laughing when they saw the black wooden coffin. Black coffin! Ghost King sect? The thin boy wore a ponytail and looked indifferent, but with a smell of dark death. The invisible sense of oppression grew stronger and stronger as he walked slowly forward. This novel has been translated by www.readwn.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.