A woman disguises herself as a man: His Royal Highness is unrivaled

When he saw the talisman on the table, the leader of the street gangster's eyes lit up and he reached out to grab the talisman.

The shopkeeper wanted to stop him, but was pushed away rudely. Just as the gangster leader was about to take away the charm, a chopstick was suddenly placed in front of his hand.

Although the chopsticks were slender, the strength to hold them was considerable. No matter how hard the gangster leader tried, he could not break through this barrier.

The gangster leader was angry: "Which little bastard dares to speak in front of everyone..." Halfway through the vulgar words, the gangster leader was stunned. When he looked up and saw the person holding the chopsticks, he was stunned.

Luo Wanqi's silk fabrics are full of articles. They are extremely beautiful and shine in all directions. They vibrate the embroidered clothes and cover them with cinnamon.

In bright red clothes, the beauty has a divine figure and jade bones. Even though her red dress doesn't have any complicated embellishments, it still gives people a sense of splendor.

The gangster leader was stunned, including the followers following him, all staring at Wu Qing dreamingly.

Wu Qing frowned, his originally good mood was disturbed, and there was a bit of cold murderous intent in his slightly wandering eyes.

How can a local ruffian feel the crisis if he is not a master? The gangster leader couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch Wu Qing's face, and said with a lewd smile: "Shopkeeper, I didn't expect that this shabby tavern of yours would attract such a stunning beauty! Come on, beauty, give me some perfume!"

There was no need for Wu Qing to take action. The shopkeeper had already rushed forward and stood in front of Wu Qing: "Di Tu San, you can't mess around. This is a noble family member, and you can't offend him!"

"A nobleman from aristocratic family? Do you think I am a fool? A nobleman from aristocratic family will come to your shabby tavern! Get out of here!" He kicked the shopkeeper away, "Beauty, please raise your head and show me!"

The long and narrow red phoenix eyes flew into the temples, Wu Qing's eyebrows were cold and did not make any movement. And it is this kind of extraordinary and mundane temperament that makes the obsession in the eyes of the gangster leader even deeper. "Beauty, follow me. I will take you all over the country, make friends with strong people from all over the world, and see what it is like to be a cultivator in the world!"

Make friends with powerful people from all over the world and see what the world of a cultivator is like?

Wu Qing suddenly smiled, strong? The world of practitioners? The Lord in the East is her brother, the number one ghost in the East is her apprentice, the Lord in the South is her grandmother, the ancient dark clan in the myth is her subjects, and the sudden rise of the Moyan Pavilion is for her. The founder and strategist of the Feng Family had just fought against her a few days ago, and the shrine, the political center of the divine world, was her inevitable enemy.

Strong ones, are there anyone stronger than these?

As expected, the ignorant are fearless and dare to say such things in front of her. This gangster leader is the first!

Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. The small curve of Wu Qing's lips was enough to make the world of the gangster leader eclipse the sun and moon. He wiped the saliva from his lips, opened his hands and hugged Wu Qing.

No one in the tavern took action, and no one needed to take action. All the drinkers looked at the gangster leader with pity. Although there are many dandy libertines in aristocratic families, most of the children in them are masters. Otherwise, how can a family be passed down from generation to generation?

They simply couldn't see through the cultivation of this woman in red. Of course, they never expected to be able to see through it. Such a person is definitely not someone a gangster leader can offend.

The temperature of his eyes dropped, Wu Qing flicked his fingers, and the chopsticks in his hand whizzed out like an arrow from the string, passing through the gangster leader's palm and driving deeply into the wall behind him.

"Ah - my hand!" The gangster covered his palm with pain, and his eyes became ferocious when he looked at Wu Qing. Before he could curse anything, he suddenly vomited blood and fell to the ground, clutching his chest in pain.

Slowly wiping the hand that threw the chopsticks, Wu Qing leisurely threw the silk aside. Leaning lazily on the back of the chair, she had restrained her murderous intent and did not use any of her magic power. The only thing she did was to release coercion.

The pressure of the middle-grade silver frost is enough to cause internal injuries to a ruffian whose cultivation is stagnant at the god level!

The silver frost was in the middle grade, which was completely within the expectations of the drinkers. No one showed any surprise at this, and the gangster leader who was covering his chest had a look of horror on his face.

The realm of silver frost! He actually provoked a strong man from the Silver Frost Realm!

"Sir, have mercy on me! My lord, have mercy on me! I'm a young man who has no eyesight and has offended my lord!" Regardless of the pain in his internal organs, the gangster rolled over and knelt in front of Wu Qing, kowtowing repeatedly.

Although the Silver Frost Realm is not the top powerhouse among various aristocratic sects, it is still an eye-catching leader. And among these unemployed vagrants whose average cultivation level is only at the god level, there is a god-like existence!

"Go away." Wu Qing frowned in disgust, withdrew the pressure and unexpectedly uttered these two words that were like gifts.

"Thank you, Sir! I have not forgotten your great kindness! Little...little kid, get out now! Get out now!" Seeing the face of the person in front of him becoming impatient, the gangster leader immediately stopped talking and said harshly After knocking on the ground a few times, he got up from the ground and rushed outside in embarrassment.

"Ah!" The gangster leader just stepped out of the threshold with his back foot still inside the door, and howled miserably. His pupils shrank, and he fell straight to the ground in disbelief as the bloody hole in his chest was opened by the wind blade.

Whoosh whoosh, several sharp sounds that cut through the air were heard one after another, and several young hooligans who were following the gangster leader were killed.

The entire tavern was still immersed in the sudden shock. Wu Qing's fingertips tapped the edge of the wine bowl, and he looked at the visitor who stepped into the tavern past several corpses without any surprise.

Cut wood into a hairpin, and plain brocade into clothes. The young master is weak, but the plain clothes are elegant.

Feng Lianmo!

"Master Qing Pavilion, we meet again." Stepping into the tavern, Feng Lianmo's beautiful face was like a crescent moon. The not-so-large robe hung on his thin body, making him look a little empty, but not yet. Adding even a slight flaw to his extraordinary charm.

"Mime Mo, do you know that there is a saying that when the road is rough, draw your sword to help?" Wu Qing had no intention of getting up to greet her. She sat calmly in her place, and her words were still in the same joking tone.

She had already noticed Feng Lianmo's presence as early as when he arrived. But if he didn't come out, she wouldn't say anything. She let the gangster leader go on purpose, because she was sure that Feng Lianmo would take action in the end - when the gangster leader ran out, he would definitely find Feng Lianmo standing in the blind corner of the door.

It is better to come out on your own than to be broken by others. And the gangster leader who forced Feng Lianmo to come out became a victim.

"Do you need Lian Mo to draw his sword for help?" Feng Lianmo calmly sat down opposite Wu Qing, and followed his book boy to magically take out a cup from the storage space and brew him a cup of fragrant fragrance. Tea.

"Tsk, tsk, I really don't understand the style." Wuqing shook her head in a pretentious manner, temporarily leaving Feng Lianmo aside. She turned to look at the frightened tavern owner, and handed over a jade pendant with the word "flame" carved on it. Putting it in his hand, "Take it to Mo Yan Pavilion to find Dai Mei, well, it's Dai Yan."

She came to her door and asked to see her protector. It was enough to have this jade pendant as a token. There was no need for her to send a message back. As long as Dai Mei asked a few more times, she would naturally know her intentions.

It requires talent, which the shopkeeper does not have, strength, which the shopkeeper does not have, and communicative skills, which the shopkeeper does not have. Moreover, at his age, it is difficult for Moyan Pavilion to train him into a master. But that's not what Wu Xing considered. What she valued was the shopkeeper's honesty and loyalty.

Not being fooled by priceless charms is enough to prove his honesty. Of course, honesty is only second, more importantly, this person is very protective of the Lord. Even if Wu Qing is not his master at all, just a distinguished guest in his tavern, he can still stand up.

The information management of Moyan Pavilion needs such people!

Moyan Pavilion! The drinkers were horrified. Everyone in Dongyu knew these three words. Not only was it a dark horse that suddenly emerged in Dongyu within ten years, but it was also the most trusted force by the Lord. Mo Yan had just been reported a few days ago. The master of the pavilion is the younger brother of the current master. In the east corner, Moyan Pavilion is definitely a noble and fascinating existence.

The drinkers simply couldn't imagine that the beauty in red they had seen twice was the mythical master of the Moyan Pavilion, but just thinking that the person in front of them came from the Moyan Pavilion was enough to shock their hearts.

After taking the jade pendant in fear, the shopkeeper walked back to the counter in a daze. He didn't recover from the news that Moyan Pavilion valued him for a long time.

"Wu Qing, you are always so unexpected." After carefully studying Wu Qing's red makeup for a while, Feng Lianmo's smile melted into his eyes.

Even though he had long known that Wu Qing was a woman, Feng Lianmo was still shocked when he saw her in a dress. This is a kind of beauty that transcends gender, but is even more brilliant because of gender itself.

Of course, what was unexpected was not only her red makeup, but also her decision to bring the tavern owner into Moyan Pavilion. No matter from which aspect you look at it, the shopkeeper is mediocre. However, since Wu Qing would do such a thing, this seemingly mediocre middle-aged man must have something special about him.

It was precisely this lack of understanding that made Feng Lianmo admire Wu Qing more. At least, there were very few people whose actions he couldn't figure out and who he couldn't understand.

Leaning back on the chair again, Wu Qing glanced at Feng Lianmo, without any expression of welcoming him: "I don't like chatting with you, it's too tiring and nerve-wracking."

This guy spoke without hesitation and was very direct, but behind the directness there were more hidden thoughts. She was almost tricked at the banquet in the Lord's Mansion.

"If you don't want to chat, does Wu Qing want to talk to Lian Mo about business?" The smoke from the fragrant tea brewed in boiling water curled up, blurring Feng Lianmo's slightly pale face.

"Talk about business?" As if she heard something interesting, Wu Qing's eyes flickered, and she leaned back, "That's fine, let's talk about when I can destroy your Feng family."

He made no secret of his intention to be an enemy of the Feng Family and even the Divine Palace!