Transmigrating into the Idiot Fifth Miss: Stunning Crazy Concubine

Luo Liuling didn't even bother to have such a bullying mercenary.

With slightly slanted eyes, he saw that the man on the horse couldn't bear Shang's pressure.

He fell heavily from the horse to the ground, and his bun was messed up.

Blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he looked embarrassed, never seeing the arrogant look just now.

"Brother?" [

"Third Young Master?"

The people from Mercenary World immediately rushed forward.

San Shao, it turns out that this man's name is San Shao, but it's a pity that he has such a domineering name.

The third young master raised his eyes and stared at Ye Wushang, with hatred mixed with fear.

Ye Wushang blocked his erratic eyes, and said coldly: "Get out!"

"Will you regret it?" San Shao sneered mockingly, with a sneering arc at the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he closed his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, the veins on his temples protruded.

His body was full of murderous, invisible aura, centered on him, slowly spreading outward.

When the third young master slowly stood up, those black pupils exuded a slight chill, murderous.

He pointed at Ye Wushang with a long sword: "Today's enmity is irreconcilable!"

After saying this, he rode away quickly without looking at the two of them again.

All this happened too abruptly, after the rough man realized it, he couldn't help but raised his head and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, you deserve it, you're really a scumbag in the mercenary world."

After saying this, the rough man clasped his fists at Luo Liuling and said boldly, "Farewell."

He wasn't interested in this kind of magical beast at all, he just blocked it because he saw that it was the prey that he had always disliked the third young master.

Now, seeing Third Young Master leave in such a state of embarrassment, his resentment for many years has finally been cleared away.

Luo Liuling nodded, he didn't know what he was thinking in his eyes.

However, neither of them took the words of the three young masters to heart.

Soon, this group of people left Luo Liuling's sight again.

"Ling, now that the beast totem has been obtained, we cannot stay here for long."

After saying this, Ye Wushang felt that he was too much like an aunt, nagging, it was really not like his calm style.

Luo Liuling smiled slightly, and hugged him with both hands, knowing that he was talking so much for his own body.

Even if she becomes a long-winded old lady, it is still her shame.

The two hugged for a while, and then returned to the original road according to the map.

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in the night.

Luo Liuling, dressed in a white robe, played the piano under the moonlight, with an elegant posture and full of nobility.

The guqin he was playing in front of him had a silvery white brilliance like moonlight, and one could tell from its material that it was old and valuable.

Standing beside him was Ye Wushang, with his hands behind his back, as if he was listening to the faint sound of the zither, and seemed to be admiring the vast bright moon again.

Apart from the two of them, there was no one else inside or outside the garden, as if they were waiting for someone to arrive.

Soon, I heard a lot of footsteps coming towards this side, and there were quite a few footsteps.

Only then did Ye Wushang slowly turn around, and looked at Luo Liuling who was just turning around, with a doting smile on the corner of his mouth.

Soon, several figures rushed over and stood not far away.

Looking at the woman playing the qin, the moonlight is quiet and the sound of the qin is flying, as if she is about to fly under the moon.

There was silence in the air, and it seemed that the moment he opened his mouth, he would destroy this beautiful picture.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent and surging, and the listeners were sweating profusely, and their hearts were moved by the sound of the piano.

"lady"

Until a trembling voice interrupted all this silence.

"Squeaky..." Luo Liuling stroked the strings with both hands, and after a dull sound, there was only the sound of wind in the air.