The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 1207: Just do it

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Ning Mengyao laughed heartily. After laughing, her lips curved with a cold sarcasm: "Then stop talking nonsense and let's see whether we keep you here or you kill us in the end."

"I haven't done anything for a long time. My bones are almost rusty." Yufeng twisted his neck and made a cracking sound.

"In that case, when you go back, I will help you loosen the bones in your body." Qiao Tianchang glanced at Yufeng and said coolly.

Yu Feng's movements became a little stiff for a moment, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he kept shaking his head: "Forget it, my bones are very good, so I don't need your help."

Would he still be alive if he asked this pervert to count his bones

Nalan Qing clapped her hands, and soon a group of people appeared around them. These people had a strong murderous aura and evil spirit on their bodies, and you could tell at a glance that these were dead soldiers.

Seeing those people, Yu Feng's eyes immediately fell on Qiao Tianchang. This man used to wander on the battlefield. His murderous aura was something that even he couldn't bear. These people's behavior was simply unbearable. It's just a small witch making a big witch out of sight, and it's of no use at all.

"Brother-in-law, I leave it to you." Although he didn't react much to such an aura, he still felt a little dissatisfied under such an aura.

Qiao Tianchang glanced at Yufeng and squinted at those people, with a strong coldness in his eyes.

Soon Nalan Qing felt that the depression in the courtyard became more obvious, especially with this man at the center, it seemed that even the air had turned cold.

Yufeng and the others shrank their necks. As expected, Qiao Tianchang was the most powerful. They hadn't felt this real murderous aura for a long time.

The dead soldiers brought by Nalan Qing subconsciously took a step back after feeling such murderous intent, but just such a step showed that these dead soldiers were afraid of Qiao Tianchang.

Qiao Tianchang glanced at those people, very dissatisfied, and frowned tightly: "It's really an eyesore."

Yufeng and the others were choked by Qiao Tianchang. In fact, those dead soldiers were pretty good, but in Qiao Tianchang's eyes, they became an eyesore.

"It doesn't matter Tianchang, these people are just like that."

"Well, I just don't like it and want to destroy it." Qiao Tianchang said coldly.

He would not hold back against those who had murderous intentions towards them and had bad intentions.

"Then destroy it."

It seemed that Ning Mengyao's words were confirmed. When her voice fell, there was no one around her, but the smell of blood came from the surroundings.

Nalan Qing didn't expect that they would do it right away. Looking at Ning Mengyao who was watching Qiao Tianchang murder, Nalan Qing's expression was a little subtle, and then she came to Ning Mengyao's side and stretched out her hand towards Ning Mengyao. Ning Mengyao's neck was clasped.

When Nalan Qing was about to successfully clasp her neck, a pair of slender white hands pinched her wrist. It looked like she had no strength at all and was soft, but Nalan Qing was unable to break away from her. Clamp.

"let me go."

"If you ask me to let go, I will let go. Wouldn't that make me lose face? If you have the ability, try to break free yourself."

This was the first time Nalan Qing was ridiculed by a woman, and she was also ridiculed based on her ability.

Nalan Qing has been a proud daughter of heaven since she was a girl. Whether it is talent or martial arts, she is first-class. Although she is not as good as those peerless masters, she is not far behind. And now she is Being ridiculed by a man in his early twenties.

Now that she has been ridiculed, Nalan Qing will not let it go and use what she has learned throughout her life. In her heart, no matter how powerful Ning Mengyao is, she is not that powerful.

However, after actually taking action, Nalan Qing was completely stunned. Ning Mengyao's martial arts was so powerful, which made the expression on Nalan Qing's face become more solemn.

The smell of blood around her was like reminding Nalan Qing.