The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Xie Qiao sighed lightly.

She has endured, endured, she is a master who has the world in her heart and is extremely generous!

Xie Qiao lowered his head slightly.

"How? Don't you have anything to say? I've seen people like you a lot, just like those ignorant little girls in my family, obviously the life of a servant, but Fei Xiao wants to be the master, so what if you do? It's inherently low and can't be changed!"

Xie Qiao's eyelids jumped.

She was afraid that her heart would be destroyed.

because……

It was unbearable!

"I don't know which strange wind is blowing a stench from the sky." Xie Qiao raised his head and said slowly, "What is low? In my opinion, speaking right and wrong is low, and if you have evil in your heart, you are low. , slandering the good, greed and jealousy is a big low, I ask myself if I don't take it, Miss Xia, how low do you think you are?"

"You don't have to admit it, cheap or not, I have eyes to see." Xie Qiao said again.

After speaking, she raised her foot and walked to the right.

Standing among the group of people who signed up, he looked at his husband and said, "Sir, I have never watched Mochizuki Dance before, but since it is more lively than that, please ask your husband to teach me, and I will be able to see it. Learn to sell now."

The gentleman was stunned for a moment: "Do you want to sign up?"

"Yes, it also saves some lowly people always speculating on me with malice. If they think about it in their hearts, it's harmless, but they always do things arbitrarily, which annoys me."

"When I'm upset, I feel suffocated."

"As soon as the air is blocked, I feel short of breath and feel dizzy. I have been in bad health since I was a child. If I really fainted here, for good or bad, it would be Miss Xia's fault."

Everyone present was a little shocked.

This Xie Qiao's eloquence is really...

Poison, poison is outrageous!

He didn't say a few words, but those words were sloppy and sloppy, and people didn't know what to say!

If he really cursed back, he would be even more inferior.

Xia Yayun couldn't hold it in her heart in one breath, her eyes were spitting fire, her eyes were red, as if a fiery fire was spewing out.

As for Xie Qiao, standing there with a thin body, he actually had a sense of arrogance and disdain for himself, but he didn't look like the white snow that was cold and inhumane, but more like Zhaohui, bright moon, and radiant.

She was calm and calm, like the sun rising.

She is Xie Banxian.

She knows what Banxian looks like. She can teach her master to pretend and manage her own image. Naturally, she is extremely confident.

The gentleman was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses and coughed dryly: "Since... you want to participate, that's fine, when everyone is ready, I will show you again, only this time, you have to compare yourselves Inadequate, when the competition, I will treat them equally."

Xie Qiao nodded.

Xia Yayun clenched her fists and stood to the right, groaning.

"Do you think you are a genius! You can learn it just by watching it once!? What big words!" Xia Yayun gritted her teeth.

The others were honestly silent for a while.

After all, Xie Qiao's mouth was poisonous, and if he was scolded like Xia Yayun, it would be a shame.

Seeing that no one agreed, Xia Yayun felt even more depressed.

Just waiting for Xie Qiao to make a fool of himself.

After a while, the gentleman showed the Mochizuki dance.

This sword dance can be divided into long swords and short swords. Kongguyuan mainly uses long swords, and the sword spikes are also long, and it will look much better when dangling around.

Mochizuki dance has the state of flying, the long sword in his hand is shining with cold light, dazzling cold.

Xie Qiao looked carefully and carefully engraved every movement of Mr.

This hand draws the sword past, as if taking a talisman, the body turns in a circle, the sword bends, as if drawing a talisman out of thin air, the sword and arrow point to the sky, as if taking qi, and closing the sword seems to be burning the talisman...