Sweet Noble Heir

The city Lord's mouth so asked, in fact, the heart has been thinking quickly.

If master WuFan's identity is revealed, he will be able to get rid of the charge as long as he bites himself to death.

So think, cry City Lord's eyes across a trace of sinister.

Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing didn't miss these things. They looked at each other, and they already had the bottom of their hearts. After a short contact, it was basically certain that the city master of Ticheng was not like the rumor said. In short, it was different from the rumor.

"When the master lived in Qihou's house, he often practiced in seclusion, but seldom mentioned his own affairs." Qi Qingxing has a light voice.

There was a glimmer of joy in the eyes of the city Lord, and he was also relieved. He nodded his head and said, "maybe all practitioners are like this. Master WuFan is indifferent to fame and wealth. If I hadn't begged him to stay, he would have left the city for a long time."

While talking, Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing have followed the city master to the reception hall. The wife of the city Lord who just got the news also rushed over. After saluting Qi Qingxing and Jiang Wanbai, they said with a smile: "it must be that the son of the world and my master have something to say. Why don't you like to sit in our backyard?"

"Good." Jiang Wanbai also did not refuse, gladly agreed. Before leaving, he winked at Qi Qingxing, and his sight passed his sleeve.

Qi Qingxing sleeve fingers slightly curved, finger belly immediately by what gently scratch, aware that it is the paper man left by Jiang Wanbai, he coughs gently, then restrain the corners of his mouth that he desperately wants to go up.

Although it has been confirmed that master WuFan was a swindler under the name of the national master's younger brother, Jiang Wanbai did not intend to let Qi Qingxing face Wu fan alone, so he secretly left a paper man with his own wisp of divine sense in his sleeve before leaving.

Therefore, Jiang Wanbai, with one mind and two purposes, walks to the backyard with the city Lord's wife. He observes the layout of the city Lord's mansion, and pays attention to Qi Qingxing's situation through the thread of divine consciousness. As for what the city Lord's wife said, she didn't listen at all.

"What is that place?" Jiang Wanbai's footstep stops and asks a courtyard in front of him.

The city Lord's wife immediately said with a smile, "the front is where I live. The son of a son's wife goes in and sits down?"

"Well, I'm just tired of walking." Jiang Wanbai nodded carelessly, but there was a golden awn in the bottom of his eyes, and his eyebrows frowned a little. In a moment, he returned to normal.

When Jiang Wanbai and his wife walked toward the courtyard, they met a pale young woman. When the young woman saw the lady, she immediately stood aside and quickly lowered her head.

But Jiang Wanbai still did not miss the hatred that flashed in her eyes when she bowed her head.

Thinking of Jiang Du's mention of Jiang Ruan, Jiang Wanbai asked curiously, "is this one?"

"It's a concubine's room of my master." The city Lord's wife showed disgust on her face. When she looked at Shangjiang Wanbai, she was flattering and smiling. She said, "you don't have to worry about her."

Jiang Ruan, who was standing on one side and originally bowed his head, trembled when he heard the city Lord's wife's address to Jiang Wanbai. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the city Lord's wife and Jiang Wanbai who passed in front of him. Hope appeared in his eyes, but it quickly faded.

Just as she was struggling, Jiang Wanbai, who went out for a distance, looked back at her with a faint smile.