Chapter 757: The pocket is cleaner than the face

Shi Yang bowed his head respectfully: "Yes! After the subordinates go back, they must pay attention to observation!"

Erhan lifted her chin with his fingertips and fixedly looked into her eyes.

"Shi Yang, you better understand what your identity is! Don't touch your true feelings! Because you are not qualified!"

Shi Yang avoided his hand expressionlessly, and responded.

"Subordinates know who they are! Know what to do and what not to do!"

She bowed herself to salute, neither humble nor humble.

"If the general has nothing to order, his subordinates will retire first!"

Erhan has something to say, but she has already spun into the darkness.

His hands fell into the air angrily, gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Shi Yang! One day, I want you to kneel down and beg me!!"

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Sometimes, on the map outlined by Yang, Ling Luoyu followed the vines and walked directly into the capital city of Taran.

In order to avoid being too arrogant, Ling Luoyu and Feng Chenglin dressed as traffickers and walked into the city, leading a horse and carrying the spice silk cloth.

Taking a few steps quickly, Feng Chenglin caught up with Ling Luoyu.

"Three young masters, I think we were wrong!"

"What's wrong?"

"You said, we do this business and don't expect to make money, so why do we do a rouge gouache business?!"

"What do you do?"

"Eat... Can we still have something to eat along the way..."

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "In this winter, vegetables are scarce. And along the way, many good dishes can be eaten. What else can you sell?!"

When Feng Chenglin wanted to reply, a person next to him suddenly rubbed over and touched his waist by the way.

He pretended not to know and smiled.

"The young man now has a cleaner pocket than his face, and he even rushes at me..."

That touch just now is a habit of stealing.

With his current cultivation base, Stealer's hand passed from him, it is clear.

Because of the breeze in his sleeves and empty pockets, he didn't care.

With a big laugh, he reflexively touched his waist, his face changed in an instant, and he suddenly stopped.

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "What are you doing so surprised? Could it be that the little thief stuffed things in your waist?!"

Feng Chenglin twitched his mouth: "Also...really..."

During the whistling, there was a pink, scented purse in his hand.

Ling Luoyu also stopped abruptly, and couldn't help but smile curiously.

"This is really weird... Someone actually gave you something?! Looks like this, it's an object used by a girl! Fatty Feng, is there a girl who has caught you, deliberately rubbed you, and then Something is stuffed into your arms, and then..."

"over there!"

With a soft drink, Ling Luoyu interrupted Ling Luoyu's words instantly.

Before Feng Chenglin could react, Ling Luoyu had already quickly pulled the horse and walked two steps to the side.

Listening to this voice, you know that it is going to be angry, which is definitely not a good thing.

Therefore, it is better to stay away.

Feng Chenglin didn't have her foresight, so he was stunned by the purse.

Before clarifying the situation in front of him, a slap was already drawn.

"Snapped!"

Unable to defend himself, Feng Chenglin received a firm slap on the face.

He slowly turned his head and stood there with a look of surprise.

In front of him, there was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl with beautiful eyes, but she couldn't hide the anger between her eyes.

"Bring it!"