You act stupid and I act crazy, let's be ancestors together

Chapter 150 The Woman I Want to Connect with for the Rest of My Life



Chapter 150 The Woman I Want to Connect with for the Rest of My Life

Jiang Si's soft voice, at this moment, was like a gentle but extremely sharp knife, stabbing fiercely at Ye Shuyi and Murong Zhenghuai.

Ye Shuyi huddled his entire body behind Murong Zheng, not daring to even raise his head, let alone look at the person standing in the drizzle opposite him.

Murong Zhenghuai couldn't stop shaking, but he still stood firmly in front of Ye Shuyi, protecting her behind him.

Under Jiang Si's threatening gaze, he raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite him.

The clothes on that person were like a huge piece of patchwork cloth. Not only were they colorful, but the patterns and embroidery on them were also different. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that they were made by different people.

"The little beauty is young, but her kung fu is pretty good."

This person not only speaks in a feminine manner, but also looks feminine and weird.

His face was as white as paper, his lips were as red as blood, and his eyes were long and narrow, with eye makeup that matched the red of his lips, which was also eerily red.

The eyebrows are drawn thin and long, with a touch of red in the center. If you look closely, it looks like a specially drawn small flower, which inexplicably attracts the eye.

"Hey, sister, what kind of makeup do you use? It's raining so hard and your makeup doesn't even look blemish-free. Give me a link, please!"

Jiang Si took two steps forward and stood at the edge of the eaves, where the rain wouldn't reach her, and looked at the person opposite her expectantly.

Everyone: "???"

What is she doing? Did we hear her wrongly?

What is a link?

Apart from a group of confused ancient people, Fan Tong and his teammates chuckled and shook their heads, sighing in unison: "Sure enough, she is worthy of being a Chinese woman who seeks links all her life."

"Hahaha!"

The sharp and piercing laughter echoed throughout the entire ruined temple, completely drowning out the gentle murmur of the drizzle kissing the earth.

"Interesting. I haven't met such an interesting person in a long time."

The feminine-looking man laughed a few times, then turned to look at Jiang Si. He raised his slender hands and put them in front of his face with his index fingers raised. He walked towards Jiang Si, shaking his slender waist.

"Sister, do you really think my makeup looks good?"

Hearing the person on the other side say this, Jiang Si looked at the person again, then shook her head and said, "Your makeup is not very good. Your lips are too red, your eyeshadow is too spread out, your eyebrows are too long, and your eyes are a little small. You should put on some double eyelid stickers and pull up your eyelashes to look better."

Seeing the man's steps stop and his expression becoming more and more gloomy, General Wang Bin quietly moved to the side of his warhorse, put one hand on the spear, ready to attack at any time.

The flower-destroying hand Lin Meiniang?

How did I meet this evil spirit?

Ye Shuyi, who was hiding behind Murong Zhenghuai and listening with one ear perked up, was so frightened by Jiang Si's words that she almost fainted.

Earlier, just because she said that this madman was dressed strangely, this man chased them here.

Now that he heard Jiang Si say that he was ugly, how could he not be scared?

"What...is this double eyelid sticker?" Lin Meiniang pondered for a while, then looked at Jiang Si and asked seriously.

"How can I explain this to you?" Jiang Si touched her chin with one hand and smacked her lips. "Let's put it this way. It's a tool that can make your eyes look bigger and better."

After listening to her explanation, Lin Meiniang's eyes suddenly lit up, she became excited, and there was a clear look of anticipation on her face.

"Is there such a magical thing in this world?"

"This is nothing magical." Jiang Si waved her hands and looked at Lin Meiniang, "You haven't told me what makeup base you use!"

Lin Meiniang has a feminine appearance, and she looks very pretty when she smiles with the corners of her mouth raised.

"Actually, I don't have much on hand, but I can collect materials on the spot." Lin Meiniang said, her slender eyes sweeping in the direction of Murong Zhenghuai and the other person, as if there was an extra knife.

Jiang Si looked back along the line of sight of Lin Meiniang, and then a smile appeared on her face.

"As for the two of them, feel free to do as you like. We are not familiar with each other anyway."

When the others heard that this person was coming for Murong Zhenghuai and Ye Shuyi, they nodded frantically and stepped back, saying that they were not familiar with them.

The Yan family soldiers who were originally guarding the front took the initiative to move to both sides and turned their heads to look at Murong Zhenghuai. That neat scene seemed to say to Lin Meiniang: You go in!

After so many years in the martial arts world, this was the first time that Lin Meiniang encountered such a situation. She was unable to react for a moment.

I even had some doubts. Could it be that they were trying to trick me into their encirclement so that they could attack me?

"You...you...I am the prince of the current dynasty, and you, as soldiers of Daxia, actually let the thieves go..."

Snapped!

Before Murong Zheng could finish his words, a small white hand suddenly reached out from the side and slapped him in the face, leaving several red marks.

This shows how much force he used.

"Shut up, you blind idiot."

When Jiang Si waved, her sleeves slipped down, revealing the plum blossom birthmarks on the inside of her arms.

Murong Zhenghuai, who wanted to get angry, was stunned when he saw the familiar mark on Jiang Si's arm.

"Have you...did you go to Ping'an Town a year ago?"

Murong Zhenghuai stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Jiang Si's wrist, but he reacted a step too slow and was easily avoided by Jiang Si.

Upon hearing this, Ye Shuyi, who was hiding behind Murong Zhenghuai, was startled and pulled Murong Zhenghuai's clothes tighter with his hands.

When she rescued Murong Zhenghuai, she found that his wounds had been treated by someone.

Now hearing him ask this, Ye Shuyi's head finally popped out from behind Murong Zhenghuai.

She looked at the person standing in front of Murong Zhenghuai. She didn't dare to compare herself with such a perfect face.

Because she knew that it would only bring humiliation upon herself.

Jiang Si didn't even bother to look at Murong Zhenghuai and turned to look at Lin Meiniang.

Seeing that she ignored him, Murong Zhenghuai continued to ask questions with a hint of anger in his voice, "Answer me!"

"Why are you so fierce? What if I scare my wife?"

When Fan Tong saw that Murong was looking at his wife with suspicion, his crisis-sensing radar was immediately activated, and he took a step forward and rushed over, standing between the two of them.

Murong Zhenghuai's face was gloomy, his eyes were about to spit fire, and he glared at Fan Tong angrily.

"Hey, you still dare to stare at me?"

Fan Tong rolled up his sleeves, grabbed Murong Zhenghuai's collar, and pulled him out with great force.

Fan Tong was so strong that he pulled Ye Shuyi, who was behind Murong Zhenghuai, along with him.

"Come on, come on, I'll give it to you. You're welcome. These two people are not on the same side as us."

Fan Tong dragged Murong Zhenghuai towards Lin Meiniang, talking as he walked.

Ye Shuyi, who had been clinging to Murong Zhenghuai tightly and refused to let go, immediately let go of the corner of Murong Zhenghuai's clothes when he heard this.

At this moment, my life is almost gone, how can I care about my image in Murong Zhenghuai's heart?

After letting go of Murong Zhenghuai's clothes, Ye Shuyi spread his legs and ran back.

Murong Zhenghuai held Fan Tong's wrist and secretly increased his strength on his feet to try to stand firm. Although he had been in the military camp for many years, with that little strength, how could he compete with Fan Tong?

His resistance was like the weak slapping of a three-year-old child. It had no effect at all and he was thrown by Fan Tong to Lin Meiniang's feet.


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