Concubine Qingcheng: Your Majesty, come and play with me

Chapter 95 The "Sister-in-Law" She Forgot ([-])
Well, the richest man is really different, the cook at home is really good.

The people in the whole room watched her eating in a very gentle way, with complicated emotions...

Is this really the same lady as before?

When she was full, Jin'er waved to them politely, "Thank you for the hospitality."

"..." Everyone went crazy again.

"Help me put a message out, I will not accept tasks below 2000 million taels in the future."

After saying this, she pulled Wei Zimo who was tied up from Yuwen Zhaoxi, and went out with him.

Everyone just stood there, 2000 million taels?
If she changes her career to robbery, she must have a bright future...

"Where is your master?" Jin'er asked while walking.

Being carried horizontally like a piece of luggage, Wei Zimo showed no embarrassment or anger, and kept staring at Yuwen Zhaoxi.

It's just that he coughed a few times from time to time, which weakened his momentum.

"You hurt me so much, you didn't even care about it, you just asked about my master's whereabouts?"

Wei Zimo smiled very happily, but his voice was very sad, "It's really cold-blooded, I like it."

"..." Both Jin'er and Yuwen Zhaoxi were speechless, feeling unable to communicate with him.

"Is your cough a sequelae of the bombing?"

"I hurt my lungs," Wei Zimo was laughing this time, "It's probably not going to heal for the rest of my life."

"..." His emotions were never the same as those of normal people.

It was the first time that Jin'er felt such a big head, and if she continued to talk to this man like this, she would go crazy.

"Don't talk nonsense, where is your master!"

"Peach Blossom Island." Wei Zimo's answer was straightforward.

"Location?"

"I told you, what good will I do?"

He asked back, no matter how you look at the pair of evildoer smiling eyes, there are no good intentions.

Jin'er really thought about it seriously, and then nodded, "When I kill you, I can let you really leave a whole body, and not a single drop of blood will flow out of the wound."

This is quite difficult, requiring the angle, strength and speed of the shot to be very precise.

After being taken aback for a moment, Wei Zimo laughed loudly, "Interesting, interesting! Okay, I promise you!"

(End of this chapter)