Escape from the wasteland and farm: the full-level boss dressed as the best eldest sister

Chapter 133 A Knife's Disgust

There are twelve hours in a day, and during these twelve hours, Ah Dao spent more than half of his time monitoring Bai Junjun.

To be honest, Ah Dao is not an unreasonable person.

That day, Bai Junjun single-handedly wiped out 55 people in Weifengtang. Although he concealed this from the young master, it was because he didn't want Bai Junjun to have any further entanglements with the young master. I admire it very much.

At the Qionglin Banquet in the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, the No. [-] noble lady won a big victory by throwing a pot, and won the nine luminous pearls awarded by the emperor. It is a household name.

Others may not know it, but as a guest of the Bai family, Ah Dao naturally knows how much Bai Junjun's accuracy has been practiced.

This is also the only place A Dao admires Bai Junjun.

When she never wanted to see Bai Junjun again, she was no longer the high-spirited noble lady at the Qionglin Banquet, and she no longer played that boring game.

Instead, put the arrow where it really should be used.

One person took down 55 people.

As a warrior, he has no reason not to admire him.

So when Bai Junjun asked Xiaochan for help, Ah Dao turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

However, I didn't expect that the eldest lady asked Xiaochan to use his sword to cut wood, and put together a cart, and even let the concubine sister who was 7 years younger than her push the cart!

The traces of affection that had finally risen from the bottom of A Dao's heart were completely shattered, and he felt contempt in his heart.

Sure enough, it was still Bai Junjun, who still acted like a lady at this time.

Wouldn't her conscience ache if she enslaved her concubine like this?
Ah Dao was originally a black face, and when he was in a bad mood, his emotions became more obvious.

In the past two days, even Xiaochan has noticed that Ah Dao's murderous eyes often cut Bai Junjun with the knife.

Xiaochan couldn't figure it out, the two should have nothing to do with each other, right?
At least he hasn't seen it these days.

If there is no intersection these days, is there an intersection a few days ago?
The only intersection between the two of them...is Weifengtang, right?
So Xiaochan hurriedly looked for Xiaomian and the old monk.

"Do you think Ah Dao's eyes are weird?"

"What's wrong?" The smiling face was a little puzzled.

"Don't you think Ah Dao is hostile to Miss Junjun?"

Seeing that both of them were in a daze, Xiaochan directly pointed out.

The old monk glanced at them calmly and shook his head: "I didn't notice."

"That said, I seem to feel it too." The smiling face silently raised his hand.

Xiao Chan and the old monk looked over together: "How do you say that?"

"I think..." The smiling face thought about it seriously: "Miss Junjun and A Dao may know each other."

"?" Little Cicada.

"?" The old monk asked.

The three of them were muttering together, when A Dao, who was sitting on the roof of the car, looked at the three of them coolly.

"You guys have time to chat about things, why not hurry up and hurry, if the Xuanwei army chases you, I will punish you for copying martial arts."

"..." Xiao Chan, Xiao Mian and the old monk turned their heads to look at A Dao who was sitting on the roof of the car looking at all beings, and silently agreed.

The world was quiet, and Ah Dao closed his eyes in satisfaction.

In the carriage, Li Wenli was reading a book. This sixteen or seventeen-year-old Zhilan Yushu, even if he was a little thin, he still had a feeling of being exiled from the world.

Rabbit, who was always with him, practiced big characters on the small wooden table with his fingers dipped in water.

This is also the homework that the boss has been insisting on since he picked him up.

Say more are tears.

(End of this chapter)