The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

Xie Qiao sighed slightly.

She endured, endured, she is an expert with the world in mind and with great forgiveness!

Xie Qiao bowed his head slightly.

"How? Nothing to say, right? I see people like you a lot, just like those ignorant little maids in my family, who are obviously the life of slaves, but they want to be masters, so what if they do? Naturally humble, can't change it!"

Xie Qiao's eyelids twitched.

She is afraid that this heart will be destroyed.

because……

Can't bear it!

"I don't know which strange wind blows into the sky." Xie Qiao raised his head and opened his mouth slowly, "What is inferiority? In my opinion, one's mouth is a scumbag, and an evil in his heart is a scumbag. , Slander and slander, greed and jealousy are big and mean. I ask myself if one is not, Miss Xia, how much do you think you are?"

"You don't have to admit that it's not cheap, I have eyes to see." Xie Qiao said again.

After speaking, she raised her foot and walked to the right.

Standing among the group of people who signed up, he looked at the husband and said, "Sir, I have never seen Mochizuki Dance before, but since it is more lively than it is, I have to ask my husband to teach me once, and I am also happy. Learn to sell now."

The husband was stunned for a moment: "Do you want to sign up?"

"Yes, it also saves that some lowly people always speculate on me with malicious intent. If they think about it in their hearts, it is innocent, but they are always going to do things wanton and upset me."

"I feel so upset that I feel blocked."

"When I was blocked, I felt that my breathing was difficult and I wanted to faint. I was in poor health since I was a child. If I really fainted here, there is something good or bad.

Everyone present was a little shocked.

This Xie Qiao’s eloquence is really...

Poisonous, so poisonous!

I didn't say a few words, but the curvaceous and verbose words could make people wonder how to reply!

If you really curse and go back, you will be even worse.

Xia Yayun held her breath in her heart, breathing fire in her eyes, and her eyes were red, as if scorching fire spurted out.

And Xie Qiao, with his thin body standing there, felt a bit of stubborn disdain and self-defilement. It was not like the cold and inhumaneness of the white snow, but more like a bright moon and radiant.

She was calm and calm, as the sun rose.

She is Xie Banxian.

She knows what a half immortal is, that she can teach her master to pretend, and she is naturally confident in managing her own image.

The husband was stunned for a while, then came back to his senses, and coughed dryly: "Since...you want to participate, that's okay. When everyone is ready, I will demonstrate to you again. Only this time, you have to compare yourself. In the competition, I will treat them equally."

Xie Qiao nodded.

Xia Yayun clenched her fists and stood to the right, grunting angrily.

"Do you think you are a genius? You can learn it once!? What big talk!" Xia Yayun gritted her teeth.

The others are silent now.

After all, Xie Qiao’s mouth is poisonous, if he gets scolded like Xia Yayun, it would be really shameful.

Seeing no one agreed, Xia Yayun felt even more depressed.

Just waiting for Xie Qiao to make a fool of himself.

After a while, the husband showed the Mochizuki dance again.

This sword dance is divided into long swords and short swords. The long sword is mainly used here in Kongguyuan, and the sword spikes are also long. Dangling will make it look much better.

Mochizuki Wu has a flying state, and the long sword in his hand is shining with cold light, cold and dazzling.

Xie Qiao watched carefully and engraved every movement of her husband carefully in his mind.

This hand draws the sword past, as if taking a talisman, turning the body in a circle, the sword bends, as if drawing a talisman out of thin air, the sword is pointing to the sky, as if taking breath, and the sword is burning as if...