Abandoning concubines and raising children to seize the throne

Ye Jinglan rolled his eyelids.

"Don't tell me you like Ye Jingyu, he's already taken."

Luo Shuiqing said calmly: "You can add a few more words, it's his wife."

"Uh……"

This sweet answer immediately gave Ye Jinglan a lot of imagination.

Luo Shuiqing seemed to see what he was thinking.

"Don't use your dirty mind to taint a pure friendship."

"Big sister, do you always speak so harshly?"

Ye Jinglan was quite speechless. He said that it was conservative for her to eat gunpowder, and it would be more appropriate to say that she had eaten a bomb.

"Divide people."

Luo Shuiqing picked up the wine bowl and gestured to him.

Ye Jinglan clinked glasses with her.

"You have been lingering here for so long, is there anything interesting here?"

"No, I'm just very curious about the local customs and practices here."

Luo Shuiqing drank the wine in the bowl generously, reached out and grabbed the wine jar placed aside. At this time, a long knife flew in from the door and went straight to the waiter who was calculating on the abacus on the counter.

Since the waiter was able to work here, he naturally had some skills. When he heard the sound of breaking air, he immediately looked up. In that instant, the knife had pierced his throat and nailed him to the wall behind the counter.

"Little Second!"

Ye Jinglan's face changed drastically, and in a flash he arrived in front of the counter. Several martial artists with ferocious looks had walked in from outside the door.

Seeing Luo Shuiqing, he couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"In this deserted inn, we can actually see such a beautiful woman. We brothers are really lucky."

Luo Shuiqing paused for a moment, poured the wine into the bowl, and took a sip as if no one was around.

After Ye Jinglan confirmed that the waiter was dead, he turned around with a gloomy face.

"How dare you, a scum of your faction, hurt people so indiscriminately."

One of them sneered, "Everyone in the Great Zhou Dynasty deserves to die. We didn't injure them randomly. We were clearly targeting someone. You look delicate and tender, so you must be from a wealthy family. Give us some money, and maybe we can keep your body intact."

"What a loud tone."

Ye Jinglan grabbed the wine jug on the counter and threw it at several people.

One of them raised his elbow and smashed the wine jug into pieces.

"With this little ability, you want to imitate others and go out to fight in the underworld. You are courting death!"

The man quickly drew out the long sword hanging on his waist and stabbed Ye Jinglan.

A figure flashed by and Luo Shuiqing stood in front of Ye Jinglan. Everyone saw a dazzling sword light and the man who drew the sword fell to the ground.

No one could see clearly how the woman moved her hands. In the past, people often used the word "lightning" to describe the speed of swords and knives, but now it is truly as fast as thunder and lightning.

"Who are you? Tell me your name."

Luo Shuiqing ignored them, but squatted down and tore open the dead swordsman's clothes. Sure enough, the words "Fei Yao" were tattooed on the left side of his chest.

"Who told you to kill people indiscriminately?"

A few people saw that Luo Shuiqing was not easy to deal with, so they all took a step back.

"Why should you ask about us?"

"presumptuous!"

As soon as Luo Shuiqing finished speaking, the man received seven or eight big slaps on the face.

After the sound, Luo Shuiqing had returned to her original place, without even the corner of her clothes fluttering, as if she had been standing there and had never moved.

"Let me ask you again, who told you to do this?"

Several people suddenly wanted to run away, but they found that their bodies seemed to be enveloped by an extremely powerful aura, and their feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, unable to move at all.