Boss, She is Unparalleled

Chapter 119 Dark Head Glory (7)

Jiang Yu stopped eating melon seeds, the concubine of the Rui family?

[The host is the heroine. 】

Jiang Yu touched his chin, and I suddenly had the urge to do something.

【…】

[Host, the heroine has become the biggest businessman in the Qi Dynasty after traveling here, you can start from this aspect. 】

Why is the dog system so enthusiastic this time?

[Host, for your mission, this system can go up the mountain of swords and into the sea of ​​fire. 】

Ah……

Jiang Yu turned his head, glanced at the cute little Zhengtai, then at Aner, "I don't know."

An Er: "..." How could he continue talking?

Clearing his throat, An Er waved his hand at An Si, "Xiao Si, you can leave now."

Mengmeng Xiaozheng looked at An Er coldly, "Oh."

Then his figure flashed and disappeared in front of the two of them.

Jiang Yu casually threw the melon seed husks under the tree, Xiaozheng was too cute.

dislike.

An Er leaned closer to Jiang Yu, stared at the melon seeds in Jiang Yu's hand, and looked at them for a while, "Xiao San'er, what is this? Why haven't I seen it?" Even from the master.

"Melon seeds."

An Er picked out his ears and frowned, "Season? I haven't heard of it."

"Oh." Have you heard that it has anything to do with Lao Tzu?

oh? !

Just an "oh" and it's over?

Little San, shouldn't you give me a taste?

Little San'er, you have changed. You used to be nice to others.

Seeing that Jiang Yu was eating vigorously, as if it was delicious, An Er swallowed.

Rubbing the hands behind his back, the chicken thief smiled, "Little San, give me some?"

Jiang Yu squinted at An Er, Oh, you are so pitiful.

never mind.

Give some.

Pitiful.

Jiang Yu gave half to the dark second.

Immediately, An Er was satisfied, and squatted on another tree with the melon seeds in his hands, eating the melon seeds just like Jiang Yu just now.

The demon spirit smacked its tongue as it watched, but it was the melon seeds that the host of the previous plane grabbed from somewhere, and it attracted all people's attention.

Its host is really powerful... oh no, it's really unscrupulous.

Jiang Yu licked her parched lips, she had eaten too many melon seeds and was a little thirsty.

I vaguely remember that there was no water in her room.

Jiang Yu finished eating the melon seeds in his hand, clapped his hands, and disappeared in place in a flash.

I'm a little bored.

Lao Tzu is full of energy.

I want to do something.

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study.

In front of Rong Fenglin was a new batch of memorials sent by the palace people in the morning, and his slender knuckles held a brush to draw on them.

Rong Fenglin paused when he saw one place.

Minxian County, more than 100 kilometers away from the capital, was hit by a famine recently. The Secretary of the Ministry of Household Affairs wrote a letter requesting the imperial court to distribute grain.

In the end, the Hubu Shangshu also said that all this may be a punishment from heaven, and implored the court to send officials to deal with the matter.

Rong Fenglin sneered in his heart.

Minxian County is originally a land of prosperity, so where does the famine come from when it is doing well.

Punishment from heaven?

It's just that someone got in the way.

The Adam's apple rolled a few times, did he feel that he hadn't killed anyone recently, was it too merciful?

Lifting his left hand slightly, he picked up the teacup at hand.

Only to find that the teacup was empty at some point.

With a light click, her bright red lips parted slightly, "An Yi."

The air fluctuated.

Dark one appears at the bottom.

Stepping forward, he took the teacup with both hands.

After a while, Anyi put the teacup containing the tea brewed from high-quality tea leaves on the table, and stepped back.

Rong Fenglin turned the brush slightly with his fingertips, as if thinking of something, he raised his eyes again, "Where's Dark Three?"

An Yi paused, turned around, bowed his head and said, "An San has gone out."

The place where he was hiding happened to see Jiang Yu jumping over the wall and going out.

The exquisite brows under the mask were slightly raised, and the tone was slightly raised, "Oh?"

The low and lazy voice was moody.

The dark head hangs lower.

Tap the memorial made of rice paper with her fingertips, "When will this king allow the dark guards to go out casually? Haven't brought back the dark three yet."

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