Grandmaster Rebirth: God Counts Little Poison Concubine

Chapter 1197
The laughter was crisp, but it could still be distinguished from the timbre that it was a man.

"Lie Dao, you are disrespectful to our little new master if you bring a weapon on the boat like this... In this way, it would be bad for little new master to be frightened."

After the laughter, a crisp male voice appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a boy about 1.6 meters seven jumped in through the wide open window of the painting boat?

He looks extremely tender, with fair skin, a pair of big round eyes, red lips and white teeth, and baby fat on his cheeks.

It looks very cute.

But at this moment, when he walked into the painting boat with a smile, with a wave of his hand, the wooden partition in the painting boat was closed.

The clapboard separates the singing pipa girl from this side.

He walked to the center, holding a small peacock fan with steel frame in his hand, standing with Lie Dao, but staring at Su Li with a pair of eyes smiling.

It makes people feel like being stared at by a poisonous snake!

His smile didn't reach his eyes, and he was teasing, but those eyes were always bloodthirsty!

When he called Su Li, he deliberately added "little"?
This name made Lie Dao laugh "haha".

"Hmph! What little new master? In Li Dao's heart, there is no such thing as a little new master!"

"My Lie Dao only recognizes one master, and that is the second prince, Feng Wushen!"

After Lie Dao laughed, he snorted coldly, and his unkind eyes fell on Su Li.

Su Li has been watching with a blank face, seeing this, she just smiled lightly, noncommittal.

"brush!"

Raising the long knife, it pointed directly at Su Li in the middle, and raised his eyebrows with a sharp knife, staring at Su Li with cold and stern eyes, and asked in displeasure.

"why are you laughing?"

"Fierce knife!"

Yu Lan took a step forward and was about to make a move, but Su Li raised her hand to stop her.

"Yu Lan, I don't know how you recognize this person as the master, but it's impossible for me to recognize her fiercely!"

"A little girl! The last battle of the Shangshu Mansion, I still need to wait for rescue. Such a incompetent person wants me to recognize her as the master?"

"Hmph! If you obediently be your second concubine and don't provoke us, Mo Yun, maybe I can send someone to ensure your safety, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?"

Su Li didn't feel the slightest bit of fear because the long knife was pointed at her.

With a smile on his face, he casually took a sip of the tea and asked back.

"Otherwise, even if you die in the hands of Nether Palace, it has nothing to do with me!"

Lie Dao is not afraid of anything, his brows are raised high, and his eyes are cold.

Su Li raised her eyebrows and gave a compliment.

"It looks very bloody..."

"However, are you really loyal to the Second Prince?"

Su Li chuckled, and asked a casual question.

Just one sentence, let Lie Dao blow his hair.

"Nonsense! Of course I am loyal to the master! As long as the master has something to say, I will go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire without saying a word!"

When Lie Dao heard this, he opened his mouth and retorted.

Su Li can doubt everything about him, but absolutely cannot doubt his loyalty to Feng Wushen!
Lie Dao glared at Su Li, as if he was going to eat Su Li who doubted him!

After Su Li listened, she only looked up at him lightly, got up from her seat, and walked slowly to Lie Dao.

Even though there was a difference in height, Su Li's gaze seemed to be more oppressive.

She turned around suddenly, walked towards the center, and said in a cold voice.

"Then why don't you follow the order of the Second Prince?"

The moment the voice fell, Su Li turned around, and what hung down from her raised hand was the ink cloud-shaped token belonging to Feng Wushen!
Spiritual power surged above the token.

And Lie Dao Que Ling is undoubtedly the person closest to Feng Wushen, and he is very familiar with this token.

With just one glance, you can tell that the token is real!
It was Feng Wushen's piece, and the only one!
The peacock fan that was lightly flapping in Que Ling's hand paused slightly, the curve of the corner of her mouth was still there, but the smile was gone.

Lie Dao's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

"Mo, Mo Yunling!"

Master really gave Mo Yunling to this woman?

Why?Why?
Why did this woman get Mo Yun Order?

Why did the master do this!

Both of them were extremely puzzled and didn't even believe it.

They looked at Yu Lan behind Su Li at the same time.

No wonder Yu Lan recognized Su Li so quickly.

Su Li actually has Mo Yun Ling in his hand?

"Mo Yun orders out, why are you still standing?"

Su Li shouted coldly.

In a word, the two of them showed seriousness on their faces.

The two of them reluctantly knelt down on one knee and bowed their hands to Su Li.

"See Yunzhu."

Not half respectful, even with two points of contempt.

"Holding the Mo Yun Token is the master of Mo Yun. This is the rule set by Mo Yun at the beginning of its establishment."

Su Li spoke slowly, remembering for them, and said again.

"But even so, you still refuse to accept me?"

Su Li's voice fell, but the two people in front of her kept a salute posture and remained silent.

Use silence to tell Su Li.

Not dissatisfied, but completely dissatisfied!

Su Li was not angry when she saw this, she smiled slightly and said.

"It's okay, I don't expect you to obey now."

"There is ample time……"

Su Li smiled, and sat back on the chair again, her eyes fell on the two of them indifferently.

"Que Ling, you are in charge of the Moyun News Network, how much do you know about the news in the Fengling Dynasty?"

Su Li asked lightly.

Que Ling pursed her lips, the curvature of the corners of her mouth remained unchanged, and only said one sentence.

"Knows everything!"

"Oh?"

Su Li raised her eyebrows, and looked at him lightly, as if a little surprised.

"Know it like the palm of your hand?"

Su Li chuckled lightly.

"Okay, tell me, which is the favorite dress of the third concubine's servant girl Zhuxiu?"

"Ok?"

Que Ling was slightly taken aback.

Su Li asked this question, why didn't he play the cards according to common sense?

Which dress does the servant girl of the third concubine of the Ministry of War like best?
How did he know about this?

What he manages is a major event, a major event related to Feng Lingchao and Mo Yun!
But there is no time to pay attention to what clothes the little girl likes?
"Cut! What kind of question is this? If you want to embarrass Que Ling, just say so!"

"Is it important what clothes a maid likes?"

Before Que Ling could speak, Lie Dao on one side couldn't help but retort.

Said what Que Ling didn't say.

Indeed, does it matter what clothes a maid likes?
However, Su Li ignored Li Dao who was talking, and only looked at Que Ling on the side indifferently and asked.

"You do not know?"

Que Ling's fair face turned red, and she looked up at Su Li angrily.

"I don't know! How do I know what kind of clothes a maid likes?"

"Ah……"

Su Li laughed after hearing this, with a hint of mockery in her smile.

"Then you must not know that Zhuxiu's favorite dress will be sent to the third laundry on the East Street for maintenance every three days."

(End of this chapter)