My Empress is My Bad Girl

No matter what, that person must be a master of martial arts.

She can't match it at all.

Thinking about it this way, the children mentioned a little more about their interest in the arena.

Although she has been apprentice to her teacher Ji Tangtang, she has not learned much from Ji Tangtang, and her love of martial arts in her bones makes her yearn for higher levels of martial arts.

This is also her original intention of wanting to wander the world.

She wants to visit the legendary Piaoyun Mountain Villa and learn the most powerful swordsmanship in the world from the owner.

But just two months after going out, I met so many vicious and shameless people in the arena.

This makes young children feel very bad.

Even the family letter to the father and the queen, I still can't take the time to write it.

The rain has stopped.

The toddler rides the ink ball and leaves the ruined temple, ready to find a place to rest, take a bath, eat something, and get a good night's sleep.

Fortunately, the group of people did not continue to catch up.

After riding a horse for a long time, the toddler finally found a small town.

She immediately stayed in an inn and asked for hot water and food.

After taking a shower, filling my stomach, lying on the bed, I think of cauliflower again.

She thought of bringing cauliflower to Piaoyun Mountain Villa, and learned martial arts, so she took her back to Kyoto.

Never thought that things are impermanent.

Thinking of the cauliflower's callous little hands, the child felt uncomfortable.

Even if the men in the robes had been killed, it was still difficult to dispel the hatred in her heart.

After a two-day rest at the inn, before leaving, she went to the shop in the town and bought two sets of men’s clothes and replaced them with men’s clothes.

People are sinister along the way, so it is more convenient to pretend to be a man.

Dressed up, she looked in the mirror and made sure that there was nothing missing. Then she took the short knife, whip and long sword, and went downstairs to check out with the store.

The store is a savvy person. Seeing the little girl dressed up as a pretty boy, he didn't talk too much, and settled the bill politely.

When she went to lead the horse, she found that her ink ball was actually huddling with a black horse.

The toddler hurriedly drove the dark horse away and reprimanded the Mo Tuan: "You are a little girl, don't fool around with those nasty brats. If you are pregnant, wouldn't it contaminate your noble blood."

There was a chuckle not far away.

The child turned around, and it really turned out to be the student in white.

Every time I saw him, he was always dressed in white, not stained with a trace of dust, and clean.

This will remind children of Master Ji Tangtang.

She also wears a white dress forever.

Fluttering like an immortal.

No cannibalistic fireworks.

However, what qualifications does this cowardly scholar have to compare with Master?

The toddler shook his head and expelled the ridiculous idea from his mind.

However, the scholar in white came over, patted the dark horse's head, and said, "Horse, horse, you are really ignorant. The horse follows the master. This aunt has a hot temper. You dare to provoke her horse. Asking for trouble?"

The toddler didn't bother to pay attention to this kind of sour talent, and walked away with the ink ball.

"Hey, girl..." the scholar stopped her.

The child frowned: "Don't bother me." Then he woke up, "How do you recognize me?"

The scholar said: "It's hard to recognize such a beautiful girl."

"From now on, you and I will go our separate paths, and I shall assume that I have never known each other! Remember?"

"……Ok."

"That's right."

The toddler thought for a while, took out a piece of silver and threw it to him, "This is for you."

The scholar caught the silver, stunned: "Girl...oh no, what does the son mean?"

"Hush money."