The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Doesn't this woman say that his sister should live? Then he asked the woman to try her time when she was not alive.

Xiao’s people looked at the people in front of them with a bitter look. It’s a headache. How can such a person who looks so good, so ruthless?

"This son, are you too arrogant?" Xiao’s man frowned.

Wen Jingjing looked at Xiao’s person with a clear irony: "I am a slap in the face? She doesn't make a slap in the face, will I do this to her? So it is all she asked."

How good if they are just passing by quietly? I actually ran here to gloat, this is not what I am looking for.

When Xiao’s people heard Wen’s words, their expressions changed: “You...”

"Don't you go find someone? Be careful when someone stays in the snow and die, that's not good, you said it's right?" Wen Jingjing looked at them with a smile.

Although Xiao’s people can’t do it in the heart, they can’t really let Xiao Ling leave it. If this is the case, then they will be in trouble.

After Xiao’s people went to find Xiao Ling, Wen Jingjing turned in and left indifferently, so that the people who turned Xiao’s head to see this scene could not help but shudder.

In the future, let Xiao Ling stay away from this group of people, and the province will come up with something.

The three people in Qiao Tianchang saw the things happening here far. Although they didn't know what happened, they couldn't guess from the action of Wen Jingjing that it was probably what the other party had made. People are not comfortable.

Did not continue to pay attention to what happened there, Qiao Tianchang began to look around for people, when he was going to go forward, suddenly a hand in the snow, grabbed his foot, he still did not reflect At the time, the people in the snow got out.

Looking down at the people who got out of the snow, Qiao Tianchang's wrinkled brow finally stretched out, and looked down at Ning Mengyao, who was buried in the snow in addition to his head.

"Is Yaoyao interesting?" Qiao Tianchang did not rush to get people out, but looked at her with a smile, a serious question.

"What do you mean, cold death." Ning Mengyao said very dissatisfied.

Qiao Tianchang looked at the bottom of his eyes and flashed a smile, reaching out and pulling people out of the snow.

Ning Mengyao feels that his body is stiff.

"It's really cold, is Xiaosan okay?" Ning Mengyao frowned.

After Joe Tianchang did not say anything, a figure ran over and then hugged Ning Mengyao tightly.

"Great, sister, you are fine." Wen Yanjing said quietly.

Ning Mengyao originally wanted to take this person directly, but when he heard the sound, the whole person was stunned, especially when he saw the silver hair at the end of Wen Yujing.

"What is going on with you?" Ning Mengyao looked dissatisfied and looked at Wen Jing, frowning and asked.

"I used to be like this. It used to be because I had eaten Yi Rongdan." Wen Yujing was silent, and then explained.

"Well? Xiaosan, I suddenly feel that you seem to have a lot of things glaring at us." Ning Mengyao looked up and down and looked at Jingjing, and then thoughtfully said.

Wen Jingjing reached out and touched his nose: "In fact, there is nothing, just promised that my master will not let people see me like this."

When I reached out and played with my own silver hair, Wen Jing couldn’t help but think of things a few years ago. In fact, he was not like this at that time. It was only after the master forced him to give him the skill. That time he thought he was dead, but in the end the master saved him, but the price was the life of the master.

No matter how long it took, I think about it now, Wen Jingjing still feels uncomfortable.

"why?"

"Silver hair, **** no matter where it will be an unknown symbol, and the master does not want me to be looked at with strange eyes." Wen Yujing said with a smile.

Not everyone is the same as them.

"How did you make this look?" Ning Mengyao's brow wrinkled and reached out and buckled Wen Jing's wrist: "Have you ever gone through the fire?"