The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

One hundred and ten figures surrounded the motorcade. Hearing Jiang qianxia's run, they immediately raised a voice of dissatisfaction.

The noise of people woke up the silent grassland. Grass chickens and rabbits scurried in the grass and were killed at will. Ti Liu was in his hand.

After a while of confusion, the three elected representatives came out more and more. In order to show that they had no hostility, they deliberately lit torches and took a clear picture of their positions.

Jiang qianxia admires her. She knows that the crossbows and arrows in the team have targeted the three people. The three people should also be very clear about this, but they are quite casual and forthright. They chat up the expressions of the guards who secretly touch the target.

The three people who stood out were two men and one woman. The man who easily carried the huge horse chopping knife behind him, his muscles exposed outside were tangled like stones. His eight foot magnificent body was nearly a head higher than the other man.

The beard on his face didn't say. Even in his torn skirt, he could see black hair crawling all over his chest, like a human black bear. Compared with him, Wu bear was beautiful.

The man who is a little shorter is dressed as a scholar, but the folding fan shaking in his hand is cold and cold. I don't know what kind of metal it is made of.

The fan is carved like fish scales. It can be imagined that two or two pieces of meat can be rubbed off when it is hit by the fan.

Let alone unfolding the folding fan, it was like a half moon machete. The sharp edge turned black abnormally. Jiang qianxia was a little curious. Did the scholar accidentally scratch and poison himself.

Looking at the woman in the middle, Jiang qianxia felt stunned when he ran from the wilderness to the singing and Dancing Flower Building in Kyoto.

This woman is really too evil. Her concave convex figure is like a ripe peach. Her bra properly pulls out the majestic twin peaks and makes people see the gap of dry throat.

Delicate facial features, with hazy and affectionate eyes like autumn water, and the gentle opening of full lip temptation, it seems that you can spit out the tender sound of human bones in the next second.

Jiang qianxia is looking at them, and the three are also looking at Jiang qianxia.

Unrestrained, this is the evaluation of the three at the same time.

Her eyes are too pure, although with a touch of curiosity, it gives people an inexplicable feeling of superiority.

It's not that dignitaries are superior to Dalits, but... The eyes of immortals who don't belong to the common world.

They have only seen this kind of eyes on Taoist priest sun Changsheng, who is respected as a medical immortal. Old immortals treat patients and save people equally. Looking at people is the same as looking at flowers, birds, insects and animals. That is the existence of a fast becoming earth fairy.

How can the same look in sun Daochang's eyes appear on a little girl?

Both sides have their own thoughts, and the rest of the people have relaxed naturally from the tension at the beginning.

The guards are not stupid. They tie their heads to their trousers and belts all year round. They can tell who really wants to kill them and who has no malice.

Wu Xiong and he bin realized that they had made a joke. They blushed and went back to the car like a little daughter-in-law, lowering their heads and saying nothing.

Jiang qianxia was amused by his two, and he didn't care to compete with these rangers who had a wine party on his roof every night.

He casually arched his hands at them. Jiang qianxia smiled and asked, "there are too many of you. I don't have time to remember your names one by one now, but since the three are pushed by other Rangers, can you tell qianxia your name and open her eyes?"

The man who cut the Saber's voice was unexpectedly magnetic. He smiled and hugged his fist and said, "I can't stand the aroma of wine in your yard a few days ago. I drank a lot of good wine and finally got drunk in your firewood room."

Speaking of this, Hong Tao scratched his head a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "when your servant found me, I was drunk and weak. It's reasonable to say that I was killed by your servant.

Unexpectedly, after swearing a few words, your servant brought me sobering soup and stuffed me with two steamed buns wrapped with meat. "

"I can't repay you for your kindness. I just heard that a little lady of yours is going to take dozens of handmaids to heal the soldiers overnight. Although I don't deal with those officers and soldiers, it's still no problem to escort you."

Jiang qianxia clutching his mouth and giggling, blinking his eyes, said: "at first, the family only had less wine every day, and even the kitchen suffered in the back. It seems that you are still very satisfied with my food."

The Rangers sadly stared at the smiling Hong Tao and regretted how to push out this brain bent man to represent themselves.

They are Rangers. Stealing some wine and drinking is good talk. No one can say no more, but they really become shameless thieves when they steal food in others' kitchens.

"Hahaha ~ brother Hong is an honest man. Why should the little girl bully him all the time? After eating your food, don't we come to be your guard?"

The enchanting woman pointed to herself and said, "my sister's name is Liu Hongniang. In the future, the girl has a sweetheart. You can go to her sister to learn from her. No matter what man, he can become soft around his fingers ~"

"Hongniang, your name of poison widow is loud enough. Don't harm other people's pure yellow flower girl, will you?"

Shaking the fan, the scholar bowed politely and said with a smile, "my name has been abandoned as early as seven years ago. If you don't mind, you can call me a poison scholar."

Jiang qianxia jumped out of the carriage and did not squat with the women's family. Instead, he learned to hug each other like a model. He said with a smile: "my little daughter Jiang qianxia has no father and mother, and my master has died. If you don't dislike my identity as a noble daughter, you can treat me as a friend."

Blinking, Jiang qianxia said with a smile, "it's great to be friends with me. At least, next time you want to drink, you can drink openly in the yard without trampling on my roof."

The words were witty, lovely and unrestrained, and the Rangers present laughed.

It took half a minute to adjust the formation, and the 100 knight errant was added to the former servant guard, and the motorcade was on the road again.

At first, everyone was a little restrained. By the end of the night, when Jiang qianxia fell leaning against the matchmaker and was about to sleep, people on both sides could howl at the small tunes everywhere. You invited me to eat a piece of dried meat and I divided half of your cake.

It has to be said that the Ranger's participation really benefits a lot.

Before Gu Li's disabled soldiers entered Jiang qianxia's vision, they were killed by rangers who used to hide in the dark.

With a large number of people, the team can work in two shifts. In addition to the necessary rest of the horses, the team can drive to the Xuanjia army day and night.

The four-day journey was suddenly shortened by half. On the third morning, when Jiang qianxia stood on the carriage and looked north, he could see the Xuanjia army gathered like black clouds.