My wife is the reborn boss

"Stop coming." Wu Qiong rolled his eyes, "Give it to Master, I think he really wants to come."

"Amitabha, let this poor monk forget it." Jie Se clasped his hands together, his precious face solemnly said, "The poor monk is a monk, what do you want this useless thing for?"

With the negative example of Wu Qiong, he is really not interested in asking for this thing anymore.

"Okay." Ye Qingxuan put away the small book and asked Wu Qiong, "Brother Wu, do you still have the mirror in the box? Take two for Pindao."

Wu Qiong took out two more boxes and handed them to him, wondering, "What do you want them to do? Could it be that besides Junior Sister Zhao, you have someone outside?"

"No, no, one of them was given to Junior Sister Zhao. As for the other one?" Ye Qingxuan smiled mysteriously, "Junior Zhang gave you all the umbrella swords that she never leaves, and the other one is made by Jing Pindao in the box." Lord, please give it to Junior Sister Zhang for Brother Wu."

This is also the entrustment of the master before leaving. Since we will all be partners on the same front in the future, it is normal to have a marriage or something.

"Give it back to me!" Hearing this, Wu Qiong rushed up to grab the box.

Ye Qingxuan had quick eyes and quick hands, and he had already put the box back into the shrine when he was about to come over.

He blocked Wu Qiong with one hand, and said with a calm smile, "Hey, what are you doing, brother Wu? There's no reason to send things out and then come back."

Wu Qiong shook off his hand angrily, and said bitterly, "Brother Dao, you want me to die!"

"Master told the poor Taoist, if this can't be done, then the poor Taoist and Junior Sister Zhao will be useless for the rest of their lives." Ye Qingxuan cupped his hands, and said sincerely, "Dead Taoist friends will never die. Please make a little sacrifice.

What's more, Junior Sister Zhang is a rare beauty in the world, and her talent is even more unique. Speaking of which, you are taking advantage. "

"She's really good, but I've had enough troubles, brother Dao, please forgive me." Wu Qiong begged for mercy.

"Since you don't intend to, why bother?" Ye Qingxuan's face was calm, "This is the price you have to pay, Brother Wu."

"Oh, I'm really happy too"

Before the words fell, a sudden change occurred!

I saw a long sword stabbing out from behind the tree beside Wu Qiong!

The goal is exactly what Wu Qiong wants!

Chapter 2: Assassinate your own boss, girl, you have a lot of ideas

Critical juncture!

Well, not at all critical.

Although this stabbing sword is fast and tricky, it is fast and tricky for those who are in the pulse condensing state and those who have just entered the enlightenment state.

If Wu Qiong were to describe this sword, there would only be four words.

Weak!

So he "slowly" stretched out his left hand to clamp the blade, and he even yawned in the process.

"You are weak in your forehand, weak in your backhand, loose in your steps, unresponsive, and unstable in your footwork. Just because you want to assassinate me? Just dream of you!" Wu Qiong angrily reprimanded.

As for why the always cold-blooded Wu Qiong didn't just kill the assassin

Because this assassin is a Douding about 1.5 meters tall, her big eyes with brown pupils on the left and blue on the right reveal a pitiful look like a deer.

Wu Qiong's "Suomei Radar" has started to make crazy "Didi" alarms!

That's right, even though she was wearing black night clothes (Wu Qiong couldn't figure out why she had to wear night clothes during the day, or in the snow), her face was covered with a black scarf.

But Wu Qiong still knew that it was a half-grown loli!The kind that can be bullied!

So a kind and lewd smile appeared on his face, "little girl, who sent you here?"

Su Li's second daughter and Jie Se also surrounded her.

The Doudin Assassin showed a look of fear in his pair of brown and blue pupils, and then crouched with his head in his arms and said nothing.

Wu Qiong hiahia laughed twice, and stepped forward, "Don't be afraid, sister, Shushu will show you the goldfish."

When he walked in front of him, the assassin suddenly raised his head, drew a dagger from his arms, and stabbed Wu Qiong fiercely in the abdomen!

However, to no avail.

Wu Qiong gently clamped the dagger with two fingers, and with a slight force, the dagger broke in two and fell to the ground.

"You are really beautiful when you work hard, but you are still far from being able to deal with me, hahahaha~" Someone showed a smiling face of Curator Jin, and ruthlessly mocked Douding Assassin.

The assassin didn't say a word, just stared at Wu Qiong with a pair of big beautiful eyes.

"Brother poor, what should I do?" Li Jianshi asked.

She was standing behind the shivering Xiao Douding at the moment, a bare hand was stroking her neck back and forth.

"Kill it." The little white girl said indifferently.

Dare to assassinate Wu Qiong, leaving her whole body is already very conscientious.

"Amitabha." Jie Se clasped his hands together, "The poor monk thinks Miss Su is right."

Wu Qiong wondered, "Master, you are a monk, is it really okay to be so bloody?"

"Assassins who are captured by mistake must be prepared to die." Ye Qingxuan smiled from the side, "Although the poor will not do it, you will not stop her from killing the poor."

"It's so boring to kill her." Wu Qiong pulled off her black mask, "Oh, she's still a little beauty."

He nodded the little girl's Qiong nose, and said with a faint smile, "It's better to sell her to a brothel. Little sister, tell Ge Ge, which city do you want to go to in Dazhou?"

The little girl pursed her petal-like cherry lips, and said bitterly, "You really are not a good person!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Wu Qiong smiled and said, "How about this, if you tell me who sent you here, Ge Ge will let you go?"

"'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang'! You kill me! Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!" the little girl yelled sadly.

Wu Qiong frowned, "You want to kill 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang'?"

The assassin said angrily, "So what!"

"Then you are looking for the wrong person." Wu Qiong chuckled, and said, "I'm the 'Sentimental Swordsman' Wu Qiong, what does 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang' have to do with me?"

The little girl's eyes were dull when she heard the words, and she murmured, "Impossible, the 'Jian Yu Xiaoxiang' on the portrait is obviously the same as you."

"Oh? 'Jianyu Xiaoxiang' looks the same as me?" Wu Qiong asked doubtfully.

Those few people knew that he was "Jian Yu Xiaoxiang". This little girl is only at the Pulse Condensation Realm. Who would have sent her here?

"Well, it's exactly the same, but" the little girl looked him up and down for a while, and frowned her delicate eyebrows. "He has more temperament than you. How should I put it, he is more proud, taller and colder, not as limitless as you."