The General’s Little Peasant Wife

“Yao Yao, are you okay?” Qiao Tian weighed Ning Mengyao smoothly up and down, frowned and asked very worried.

“I'm fine.” Ning Mengyao shook her head, even if she smelled Yujing didn't push her away, she was confident that she could escape, but this feeling of being attacked by someone was really not like him at all.

Ning Mengyao looked coldly at Xiao family members. Xiao Ziyun saw that Jing had pushed Ning Mengyao away, leading Ning Mengyao to nothing. In fact, there was some regret in his heart. Now that he saw Ning Mengyao's eyes, his heart snarled, and only at this time was he worried.

Ning Mengyao looked at him and shouted: “It's only now, isn't it too late? ”

“You...” Xiao Ziyun just opened his mouth and felt a tingle in his cheek. He reached out and saw that his palms were covered in blood.

Ning Mengyao played with the darkness in his hand, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked: “A sneak attack doesn't have to be a sneak attack. Understand? ”

As soon as the voice went down, Xiao Ziyun heard the people around him screaming and his face changed: “What are you doing? ”

“Aren't we playing with our lives now? What do you think we're doing?” Ning Mengyao sarcastically said.

Five people do it at the same time, plus there's a werewolf on the side, and even if it can't really do anything to them, it can really cause them trouble.

Qiao Tianchang and Ning Mengyao and his wife dealt with the puppets. As for the Xiao family, they had three brothers who smelled the family and were responsible to Wolf King.

When Xiao family members were about to be annihilated by Ning Mengyao, a group of people blocked in front of Ning Mengyao.

“Stop. ”

I prefer to look at these people who come to meddle.

“I don't know when it's our business, but it's someone else's business.” Ning Mengyao said with a deep eye.

“This lady has to forgive people and forgive people. The Xiao family is not for you to sin.” The man frowned.

Ning Mengyao, as if he heard a joke, played with the long hair in his ear: “Do you think we can't offend Xiao's family? What do you think? ”

“The Xiao family? ”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk. I've never seen anyone like that before.” Yu Xin said with a smile.

Yu Jing frowned and looked at the people in front of him, his eyes flashed with obvious surprise: “How could it be them? ”

“Sandy, do you know who these people are?” Ning Mengyao asked in confusion.

Yujing nodded: “It's just a bunch of self-righteous guys. How can I put it? In one sentence, they think they're the best in the whole world. ”

Ning Mengyao looked at Yao Jing with dismay: "Such a person? ”

“Well, their power is okay, even if it's a medium power, but there's a lot of people in there with high martial arts skills, and the people in there are short listeners, so let the people below be a little arrogant, whenever they encounter something they think they want to manage, make sure they listen to them, and if they don't listen to a lot, they will be retaliated against.” The smell of Yujing was very ironic.

In fact, these people he just heard the master say, and later he knew something from the people he left behind, so he didn't like these people at all.

“I see. I really don't like this kind of meddling person.” Ning Mengyao said with a smile.

“They actually offend a lot of people.” Yu Jing suddenly said.

“Really? I take it for granted.” Ning Mengyao said with a smile.

Joe Tian glanced at the two of them and looked at the other person: “How could they have anything to do with the Xiao family? ”

“It doesn't matter, they just want to get involved with the Xiao family. You know, the Xiao family is also a bigger family.” Yujing looked at those who applied for pride and said sarcastically.

Ning Xiao, you have to stand still and look at Jing accidentally: “So that means that they are actually at Ba Jie Xiao's house? ”

“Sister, you can totally think that.” Yujing nodded very seriously, saying that Ning Mengyao was right.

Those people in front of Xiao's house had such a beautiful expression when they heard Jing's words.