King Leng's Excessive Pampering of His Wife: Wasted Little Demon Concubine

Chapter 132 Tomb Robber

Han Yujue stopped when he heard a familiar voice calling.

A white-clothed man was out of breath and almost staggered and fell in front of Han Yujue.

"Cough, cough, Miss Han, why do you walk so fast every time I see you!" The man in white bent over to pant, and opened a folding fan to keep fanning himself.

In the foreign land Xin Helan, this elegantly dressed man is almost as eye-catching as Han Yujue in a short skirt.

"who are you?"

Before Han Yujue could speak, Murong Che asked coldly, even with a hint of murderous intent.

"Oh, you don't remember me again? I'm Qianlizhui! No, I'm not Qianlizhui. My name is Qiao Yiran, hehe."

Qiao smiled shyly in embarrassment, then glanced at Lucia again, his eyes lit up, "This is not..."

"Why do you keep haunting me? Didn't I already give you back the money for that horse?"

Han Yujue felt a little headache for such familiar people, so he stood up and stood between Qiao Yiran and Lucia.

"Girl, this is fate! Although I had the feeling that I would see her again, I never expected to meet her again in Nansha, thousands of miles away. By the way, what are you here for? Participating in the auction?"

"You don't care what we're here for. Now that we've said hello, goodbye."

"Hey, girl, wait!" Qiao Yiran ran forward again and pulled Han Yujue, "We are all strangers here, why don't you all act together with us, so that we can take care of each other..."

"Who is with you?" Han Yujue said impatiently, "We don't need to take care of us. If a big man is afraid of going abroad like this, we should just stay at home and drink tea obediently."

Qiao Yiran wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a woman's shout.

"Ajo! What are you doing there?"

According to the reputation, it is a brown-skinned woman who looks very capable and capable.

Although she is dressed in the style of the Southern Region, it can be seen from the face and temperament that she is from the Chifeng Kingdom.

I am about 40 to [-] years old, and I may have lived in Nansha for too long, exposed to the wind and sun, and my eyebrows and eyes will be older than my actual age.

There are several men beside her, all fully equipped and leading some rare white camels, it seems that they are also preparing to enter the desert.

"You don't get along with your friends, what are you doing in the desert?" Han Yujue asked Qiao Yiran carefully.

Qiao Yiran smiled mysteriously, and was about to approach Han Yujue to whisper, but was blocked by Murong Che, who was taller than him, "You are grave robbers."

Murong Che's cold piercing made Qiao Yiran slightly startled, he could only smile awkwardly: "This little brother has really good eyesight. But he is only half right, they are grave robbers, I am not."

"It is true that you are not contaminated by the rot in the tomb. If so, why did you act with a group of tomb robbers?"

"I know some psychic skills of Tiangang, which is a rare talent for them in treasure hunting." Qiao Yiran shook the paper fan lightly, with a proud face.

"What treasure are you looking for?" Murong Che continued to ask, the pressure in his tone almost made people think that he was interrogating the prisoner.

Qiao Yiran flinched slightly from Murong Che, and said to him from left to right: "Brother, you don't look like an ordinary person, could it be that you are from the government?... Imperial Guard?"

Murong Che's Rumo eyes flashed with a dangerous light, "Could it be that you have committed something that makes you so afraid of officials?"

"Hey, no way, I'm a simple and kind-hearted commoner." Qiao Yiran, who was still enthusiastic just now, was inexplicably discouraged, and returned to his companions with a smirk.

"That group of people will probably go with us in the future." Murong Che said lightly.

"You mean, they are also looking for the lost palace?" Han Yujue asked.

"Look at the equipment, it doesn't look like you're going to enjoy the desert scenery. And that female tomb robber is most likely Ke Jiaojiao, Chifeng's wanted criminal."

"Really?" Han Yujue deliberately teased Murong Che, "You don't think you've written down the appearance of every beautiful woman wanted?"

Murong Che helplessly poked her on the head: "Ke Jiaojiao specializes in robbing royal tombs and has always been a repeat offender. But she disappeared more than ten years ago. According to reports, she was seen in Nansha Kingdom. I think it's here." digging a grave."

"Your royal family has searched for so many people's blood, and you deserve it if someone steals the funeral objects." Han Yujue grinned, and took his hand away, "Why do you keep poking my hair?"

"...I can't bear it."

"Master, Master." Lucia timidly interrupted Han Yujue and Murong Che, "Master No. [-], he..."

"By the way, where did Mo Qingyan go?"

Han Yujue looked around and saw that slender and handsome figure standing in front of a small flower stall at the city gate.

"Could it be the sacred flower of Buddhaland, the worry-free flower..."

Mo Qingyan muttered to himself, holding up a bouquet of flowers that looked like a flame.

"Mr. Mo, if you like it, I will give flowers to the beauty~"

Han Yujue flicked his finger, and a gold coin fell into the hand of the flower seller.

Mo Qingyan smiled slightly: "Miss Yujue, thank you."

"what!"

When Murong Che saw him, he actually put his arms around Han Yujue's waist and hugged her whole!

Han Yujue grabbed Murong Che's arm, his feet dangling in the air, "Put me down!"

"You can't treat one more favorably than another, why don't you give me a bouquet of flowers too?"

"You are not a beauty, you are, you are..."

"What am I?"

Han Yujue couldn't speak, so he could only kick his feet, "Don't think that you are great because you are tall, you always hug and carry me, if there are no high-heeled shoes here..."

Tap, tap.

Qiao Yiran and others led the white camel and walked past them. The woman whom Murong Che suspected was Ke Jiaojiao, the tomb robber, glanced at Han Yujue and Murong Che who were fighting, and smiled contemptuously.

"Hmph, it's more suitable for you to stay in the city and grow flowers. The desert is not as comfortable as the Chifeng Country. You are guaranteed to live within three days."

"Haha! Look at their amateur equipment. They don't even have copper kettles. They thought they were going for an outing!"

The group burst into laughter.

Han Yujue maintained the posture of being held in Murong Che's arms, although he was not too domineering, but his cold voice was enough to captivate the soul: "Did you stay in the country for too long, and you don't even know about things like portable space? "

Everyone's face changed.

The portable space is indeed not something that a few ordinary thieves can get.

"However, I think this eldest sister seems to have some background. It is not a problem to have one or two portable spaces. But also, in the desert, water and food are the most precious. Of course, you have to hide it by yourself. Even your companions cannot let them Know……"

　It’s the third appearance, and I finally have a name~ However, Qiao Yiran’s name is not her real name either ←_←

　　
　
(End of this chapter)