The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

Chapter 106 White Lotus or Green Tea Bitch (1)
Shui Qianxun stared at the eyes behind the white gauze, and the black pupils shrank into vertical almond shapes.Those eyes looked clearer than the clouds floating in the sky, and looking at Shui Qianxun was like looking at a dead person.

The white gauze floated up, blocking the line of sight between Shui Qianxun and those eyes.

Shui Qianxun's plump red lips slowly curved into a sneer, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

This indifferent and arrogant young master Crimson Smoke in the sedan chair is the female disciple sent by the noble, cold, mysterious and powerful Tianzong?It's really time for her to come.

Shui Qianxun's flying saucer crashed, traveled here inexplicably, was caught by Huangfu, and people mistakenly thought she was a female disciple of Tianzong, but in just a few days, she absolutely did not believe that Tianzong would have the ability to predict the future. Send someone out ahead of time so they can get here in time to expose her.

In other words, at the cleansing banquet, the appearance of the young master Scarlet Smoke of the Tianzong must have been arranged by someone with a heart.It's just that no matter whether it's the people behind the scenes, the people of Tianzong, or even the little master Fei Yan himself, they never expected that someone would step out halfway, rush ahead of them, and pretend to be a female disciple of Tianzong.

This time, they were caught off guard, but they must have done so, and they knew in their hearts that Shui Qianxun was a fake, so under such circumstances, Miss Feiyan still used an extremely pretentious The way, gorgeous appearance.

Shui Qianxun couldn't help but cast a glance at Huangfu Xun. Her Tianzong female disciple was blamed because of Huangfu Xun. Could it be that today's scene was also in his expectation?

She has already experienced the black belly of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If it is said that the appearance of the young master Feiyan, Huangfu Xun will be unconscious, and she will not believe it if he kills her.

But this time, what kind of tricks will Huangfu Xun play?She was both curious and looking forward to it.

But right now, she doesn't have time to think too much, her black eyes are getting brighter and brighter as she looks at the sedan chair with white gauze fluttering in the air.

Well, since you acted so pretentiously on the stage, and you still dislike other people's blood for soiling your sedan chair, then, my sister will let you come and go today.

Shui Qianxun thought this way, not only because of Xiao Ling's innocent and tragic death, but also because she knew very well that if she, a counterfeit female disciple of the Tianzong, met a real female disciple of the Tianzong on this occasion, how would the two of them be together? , only one can remain.

She must label this genuine product as a pirated version today!

At this time, the young maidservant in green who was playing the zither and playing the flute had already landed on both sides of the sedan chair. The white gauze fluttering in the wind, it would be a waste not to shoot ghost movies.

The audience was silent. I don't know if it was because the ancients with too little experience were shocked by such a pretentious way of appearing on the stage, or because of the bloody water that was crushed when the sedan chair landed.

"Is this music for mourning?" Shui Qianxun asked with a smile, digging out his ears.

In such a quiet and even somewhat depressing occasion, although Shui Qianxun's voice was not loud, with a hint of sweetness and coquettishness, everyone on the field could clearly hear it clearly, and their hearts trembled. His eyes turned back and forth between Shui Qianxun and the soft sedan chair.

It is obviously impossible for two of them to be female disciples of the Tianzong, and one of them must be a fake. Originally, seeing the woman in the sedan chair who was called the young master Feiyan appearing in such a pretentious way, it should be true, but now the other One stood there, with a posture of not paying attention to the other party, and it didn't look like a counterfeit.

The gunpowder between the true and the false is obviously full of gunpowder between the two women.

(End of this chapter)