Senior Green Tea Turned Into an Abused Heroine

"Friends of Shang Dao, I don't know what happened in the place where the bones were buried yesterday? Demon King Egg..." Feng Ziying interrupted Han Yu's thoughts.

Han Yu closed his gaze back.

Feng Ziying vaguely knew that the so-called sacrifice was to incubate the Demon King Egg.

But in order to create the illusion of harmony on the border and to claim credit to the female emperor, he actually made a deal with the demon world of donating animals and animals with endless troubles.

Han Yu glanced at him coldly, as if seeing his mind clearly.

Feng Ziying's face was ugly, so she stopped mentioning this topic.

After thinking for a moment, he couldn't help but inquire about the "one" the empress cared about.

"I don't know how Shang Daoist Master Han Yu Xianjun is getting better these days?"

When Han Yu heard this, he looked at him coldly, and slowly spit out two words: "I don't know."

He did not want to deal with the false sentiments of these people, so he did not want to deal with the false feelings of these people, and he deliberately clung to it. This time he went down the mountain with the identity of Shang Yuan.

"For a long time, I heard about the name of Immortal Monarch Hanyu, such swords, methods, alchemy, instruments, music, all proficient wizards, Zhu Yunguo has been unable to find a second person since the founding of the country, and even Her Majesty is full of praise. But he is simple and simple Ziying has been admiring for a long time but doesn’t know the truth, and I don’t know if a fellow Shang Taoist can recommend...

Han Yu had closed his eyes when he heard that, that ice-cooled perfect face looked like a thousand miles away.

Feng Ziying was unhappy, but she could only stop bothering her.

Han Yu wanted to rest, but his hearing was extremely sensitive, and he could hear sounds within a radius of several meters.

A crisp sound amidst the noise came to the ears.

I don't want it to be long before the girl actually chatted with the Captain Zuo.

—The general rides really well. Can you teach me?

—The general is really young and promising.

—The general is so powerful, yet he hasn't married yet?

—I must be very happy to be your wife.

Han Yu frowned suddenly and wanted to set a sound insulation curse to block the sound.

The convoy has already entered Dongling City.

As soon as Lin Xiaocha entered the city gate, she found her eyes cast upon her. Seeing that she was not dead, the eyes of the people in the city were surprised.

"She's not dead?"

The people put aside their work and surrounded Lin Xiaocha on the horse.

Facing the people who came up to watch, Lin Xiaocha trembled, showing a bit of panic.

At this time, the captain left behind her said: "Don't be nervous, they like you."

"Me?" Lin Xiaocha turned to look at the captain Zuo.

Seeing her face half the size of her, Captain Zuo's heart almost jumped out.

"Correct."

"why?"

Captain Zuo lowered his rough voice, and said in a voice that only Lin Xiaocha could hear:

"In fact, many civilian grandparents in Dongling City are also refugees, my grandmother is."

"Most people also sympathize with the refugees, but dare not come out to help them."

"After all, those who once interceded with the refugees were executed by the city lord for various reasons.

"Unexpectedly, a weak woman in you would be willing to sacrifice herself to save others."

After Lieutenant Zuo finished speaking, Lin Xiaocha said: "Maybe I am a bit stupid, I really didn't think so much."

Lieutenant Zuo not only sighed: "You are not stupid, you are brave or kind."

Lin Xiaocha lowered her head, her face flushed just right.

Hearing this, Han Yu slowly opened his eyes, thoughtfully.

The city people's expression on Lin Xiaocha made the city lord's feminine face sink instantly.

I haven't received such treatment for so many years as a city lord.

A murderous intent rose from his heart, but Han Yu who was next to him also pressed his patience.

At this time, Han Yu looked towards Lin Xiaocha faintly again.

Captain Zuo was about to hug her off the horse, but she did not agree, and she struggled to climb down from the horse and smiled and waved her hands to say goodbye to Captain Zuo.

When she turned her head and saw Han Yu, her eyes drooped quickly, her slender eyelashes covered her eyes, avoiding looking at him.

With a cold face, Han Yu could not see any expressions, and left after the people who came to settle him.

After Han Yu left, the city lord was no longer afraid, and wanted to kill Lin Xiaocha immediately.

He walked behind Lin Xiaocha and said gloomily, "These untouchables seem to like you."

I didn't want Lin Xiaocha as if he hadn't noticed the city lord's killing intent at all, turned her head and smiled at the city lord, saying: "The city lord is really wise."

A sneer overflowed from the corner of the city lord's mouth, and said quietly: "Wise? Are you ironicing me for taking you as a sacrifice?"

Lin Xiaocha raised her head and looked at him with unclear eyes, "What is the city lord saying? It is my voluntary offering to make sacrifices, have you forgotten?"

City Lord:...

It seems to be.

Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "Since it's not a satire, you can tell me where is my wise?"

Lin Xiaocha replied without thinking about it: "The demons have harassed Dongling City countless times a year, and every time hundreds of people have been displaced, the city lord’s method of sacrificing one life for thousands of lives is an expedient measure. But it is also the embodiment of the wisdom of the city lord."

"We refugees have all poured into Dongling City, and the city lord has never driven them away. Yesterday, they offered to give them porridge for a hundred days, which is even more merciful."

"So, so Xiaocha thinks that the city lord is smart and kind, wise and martial."

Lin Xiaocha looked at Feng Ziying sincerely.

Wisdom and kindness? A wise martial artist?

Feng Ziying has been the lord of the city for so many years, for the first time to hear someone praise herself so much.

Even the senior flatterers around him were surprised at Lin Xiaocha's flattery, after all, kindness and wiseness had nothing to do with their city lord.

But she just said that her face was not flushing and her heart was not beating, as if it was really the same thing, it made them feel ashamed, and actually lost to a refugee.

These flatterers must not let Lin Xiaocha steal the limelight by himself, rushing to say: "The city lord is wise!"

Some unknown people followed the group of flattery weather vanes and saluted the city lord, "The lord is wise!"

Feng Ziying is always moody.

At this moment, listening to the sound of praise one after another, my mood suddenly improved.

He glanced at Lin Xiaocha, nothing more, don't kill.

And it looks strange and beautiful, but it's a pity to kill.

So he waved his sleeves and said, "Reward!"

Then he paused, then turned his head,

"Rewarded!"

System: [Congratulations to the host! Feng Ziying, the target of the task, instantly went from negative to positive 30%! 】