Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 227 What's Your Opinion
She was taken away like this, and I don't know if Zhu Shazhi can bring Fourteenth Uncle to find her.

With a helpless sigh in her heart, Ling Xian'er raised her eyes and looked at those gangsters who were just drinking tea and chatting on their own and completely ignoring her.

"Brothers, I have some questions to ask!" She raised her voice.

Those people heard Ling Xian'er's voice, and subconsciously turned their heads to look at her.

"What do you want to ask?" one of them asked back.

Ling Xian'er moved her body, moved her shoulders and neck that were a little sore from being tied up, and asked: "Then what, you helped me here, who is the master? How much did he give you? What is your share? How much? Otherwise, I will join you? I will only take a tenth of the money I earn!"

"..."

The companions looked at each other in dismay, and they all read a meaning from each other's eyes—could this person be crazy?
"Why are you looking at me like that? Hey, even if you don't want to, don't look at me like this? It's very hurtful."

Ling Xian'er's eyes turned slightly, and she looked around among the group of people.

"Why are you bothering with her! When I recover from my injury, I will tear this brat into pieces and throw him into a barren hill to feed wild beasts!"

The gangster still lay there, unable to move his body, he could only turn his head, glared at Ling Xian'er, snorted heavily, and turned his head with all his strength.

"Hmph, hum, you know how to hum, what else do you do besides hum?" Ling Xian'er snorted and shook her head: "You people, I am really speechless, Qin Lao Wu is also very good at it. Hmph, how about you two exchange and discuss it another day?"

The scoundrel stopped at the head of the gangster, and asked in other words: "Qin Laowu? Who is that?"

Ling Xian'er opened her mouth, and when she was about to speak out, someone else preempted her.

"It's my king, what's your opinion?"

Ling Xianer's heart skipped a beat, she turned her head and looked towards the source of the sound.

The wooden door opened slowly, Qin Zhiyi stood there with a gloomy expression, beside him, Zhu Shazhi looked worriedly into the courtyard.

"Xian'er!"

Seeing Ling Xian'er tied to a stake, Zhu Shazhi was so frightened that her face paled, and she almost wanted to break in.

Qin Zhiyi stretched out his long arms, blocking Zhu Shazhi's way.

"You stay here, don't go in."

Qin Zhiyi stepped into the small courtyard step by step. The speed was not fast, but it made people feel pressured.

Several gangsters also stood up at the same time. Even the injured ones supported each other and stood up. They all stood up tightly and stared at Qin Zhiyi who was coming towards him vigilantly.

"You, who are you?!"

Without answering, Qin Zhiyi walked to the stake and looked sideways at Ling Xian'er who was tied up.

Although his face was still stern, his tone was obviously a little better.

"Carrying this king on your back, and sneaking out of the mansion with a flag, it's all right now, if you have the ability, you can walk out of here intact?"

Ling Xian'er curled her lips, and muttered stiffly: "I was about to finish talking before leaving, but who knew you would barge in suddenly."

Qin Zhiyi obviously didn't believe it: "Hmph, you want to make a fool of yourself? Just put it on me? You said you were delaying time!"

"I'm right. Didn't you hum again just now? I think you can really discuss it. Maybe you are really the same kind?"

(End of this chapter)