The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Jomo looked at Qin Ren, his body jumped, his knees pressed against his shoulder. Qin either of his gravity was unstable, and he knelt on the ground. Then Jomo snapped his foot around his neck, stretched his hand and threw people out. If Jomo didn't show mercy, this person would probably die directly.

Qiao Mo clapped his hand and walked to Qin Ren's face. He looked down at him: “If you want to give someone a head start, that's after you practice martial arts, don't succeed next time. ”

Jomo's words were good for Qin Ren and Zheng Fei, and this even got smacked.

He walked to Master Zheng's side and patted his hand heavily on his back. He watched him spit out the cup in his mouth and coughed constantly on the ground. That made Jomo laugh coldly.

“Today is the day of the Third Uncle's banquet to His Highness in the desert. Young Master Ben doesn't want to cause trouble for him, but Lord Zheng, you can keep an eye on your son. He doesn't always have such good luck.” Let's just say that in the face of Xiao Qitian, otherwise he will have to do whatever he wants.

Jomo's hand made Xiao Qitian couldn't help clapping his hands.

This has taught people a lesson and prevented others from saying bad things, but also deterred those who despise him. It's not bad to play with this hand.

Zheng Fei's heart hated him so much, even if he was stupid enough, he knew that Jomo was using him to deter those who despised him.

However, there is a saying that if you do not die, you will not die. After Young Master Zheng's relaxation, you will start to die as usual.

“Fuck you. ”

“Be careful. ”

Zheng Fei saw this scene and all the frightened souls flew out.

Jomo had a strange smile in his mouth. He wouldn't say he did it on purpose. Only if he did it, he could clean it up brightly, couldn't he?

Jomo reached out and grabbed Young Master Zheng's hand with the dagger. The smile on his face was very amusing: “It seems that Master Zheng's tutor is not very good. He actually asked your son to bring the dagger to the palace banquet. Who is he trying to assassinate? ”

“Master Joe, don't be ridiculous.” If the charges are truly true, they are to be killed.

“Bullshit? Did I give him the dagger? ”

Xiao Qitian's eyes turned cold. A teenager actually brought in a dagger. It seems that the guard of the palace is not so tight. Otherwise, there will be no problems during the examination.

“Zheng Fei, tell me what's going on. ”

“This emperor… this… someone must have blamed us. ”

Chen Feng walked out and looked at Zheng Fei helplessly: "Lord Zheng, you said someone was blaming you, then who are you blaming you? ”

Zheng Fei couldn't say anything for a while, could he say it was Joe Mo? If I did, no one would believe me.

Xiao Qitian snorted coldly: "Someone put him down. ”

Zheng Fei wanted to ask for mercy, but he could see Xiao Qitian's eyes. When he got to his mouth, he couldn't say any more.

When the place was ready, a voice came from outside: "His Highness the Seven Deserts has arrived. ”

Sitting on the chair, Zheng Fei's face was very ugly, and Lady Zheng, who had just learned the news, also looked at Jomo with a hateful look.

Jomo glanced at each other, his hands lay around his neck, and made a neck wipe, which made the faces of Zheng Fei and his wife change dramatically.

“Seen His Majesty. ”

“Forgive me, have a seat. ”

“Thank you, Your Grace.” Jiuziyun walked to their seats and sat down, looking at so many people, he didn't look timid at all.

After mutual accommodation, someone said, "How many generals have been killed by the people of the Emperor's Desert? Such people should not have come to our Imperial City, which is simply to lure wolves into the room. ”

“Yes, Your Majesty.” Everyone talks.

Xiao Qitian glanced at them and asked faintly: "The visitor is a guest, whoever comes. ”