The girl who time-traveled disguised herself as a man and ventured into the world

Damn it, they were actually in the same group. Knowing this, Lin Bao almost vomited blood and left in a hurry with his servants.

Lan Qi'er and Suzaku, who kept smiling, were walking on the way home. There were few people on the street. It was late at night, most of them were asleep, but there were still rats coming out to stalk the streets, and there was nothing we could do.

How could Lan Qi'er not know that Lin Bao, who had suffered such great injustice, would not come to seek revenge on her?

He waved his feather fan lightly, looked ahead with his dark eyes, and said lightly.

"What? Fatty Bai, you are addicted to calling me "Young Master". You want to call me "Young Master" again?

"Bah! You are so stubborn when you are about to die. I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin! Come on, you're welcome."

After saying that, more than thirty guards behind him rushed forward.

Lan Qi'er didn't take it seriously when dealing with these little Luo Luo. He saw Suzaku teasing the group of people like a cat chasing a mouse.

Seeing that Lan Qi'er didn't do anything, he thought he didn't know martial arts. Relying on his own boxing and kicking skills, he felt relieved and rushed towards Lan Qi'er alone.

"ah!"

Just hearing a wailing sound, everyone couldn't help but stop and look over.

Lin Bao sat paralyzed on the ground, covering the bridge of his nose and crying loudly. Blood flowed from the seams of his hands, dazzling his eyes under the moonlight.

Lin Bao was so reluctant that he said, "Boy Lan, just wait for me. You broke my most perfect nose. I will ask my father to arrest your whole family. Just wait for me."

"You! Stop!" Zhuque was about to step forward and beat him again, but Lan Qi'er stopped him.

"Hey~ let him go, otherwise how can we continue to play this game?"

Looking at his fleeing back, Lan Qi'er smiled happily. She wondered if all the servants of this fat white man were freeloaders. She only found out that she didn't like going to brothels, but she didn't find any clues about herself.

.At least, you have to find out what you do. If such a person dies, there is only one possibility - he died of stupidity.

After returning home, Lin Bao ran inside crying.

Like Lin Bao, he has a body of over 100 kilograms, which makes people intimidated.

She came back when she saw her precious son covering his nose, with freshly dried blood on his hands.

Lin Linzhi shouted, "Oh, son, who hurt you? Tell dad. Dad will catch them all. If they dare to hurt my son, they will die!"

"Dad, my son's most precious nose has been broken. You have to make the decision for me. I have to take care of that kid myself."

"Okay, okay, it's all up to you. Poor son, please ask the servants to bring you something to replenish your blood. With so much blood left, when will it be replenished?"

"I want to eat pig blood soup"

"Haha, didn't you hear that? The young master wants to eat pig blood soup, why don't you hurry up and get it?"

Lanfu

Listening to Zhuque's return, Lan Qi'er laughed happily and looked thoughtfully at the jade pendant in his hand. No wonder Fatty Bai is so stupid. Emotions are hereditary.

Watching the sun rise three poles high, Lan Qi'er, who was bored with waiting, finally looked forward to someone coming.

This damn fat man, no wonder he behaves like this. His feelings are not just about gluttony, but why can’t he sleep to death? It’s almost noon before he even wants to get up.