Chapter 721: Head

Sure enough, Rong Xian's expression was not good.
Does she look like someone who can't afford gorgeous and rich clothes?
If you think about the same boat, you can know how gorgeous that clothes can be.
But think about your deity ...
But "poverty" belongs to "poverty", how can no one else despise her.
Rong Xian pulled up his sleeves and wiped away the non-existent tears. He was filled with emotion: "This is really the world, and the human heart is not ancient. When the rules of the human world are not distinguished by strength, but by The gap between rich and poor is distinguished. "
This doesn't seem to be going anywhere. ←←.
As soon as she spoke, Tan Jiuge, with a weird expression, instructed: "Go to Yemen to report the crime, and say someone is making trouble at the gate of the city."
Tan Jiuge stubbornly faced: "Ye, Yee?"
Rong Xian nodded as a matter of course: "A city, in addition to the city's owner, must have a door to handle the case. No matter where you are, you must talk about the king's law."
Tan Jiuge's expression was even more difficult to say. What he said was as if the person who had inconveniently slapped a sect was not her.
But the Emperor is not the same in the end, how to say that sentence, # 普 天下 莫非 王 土, 土 土 之 滨 莫非 王臣 #, people are Wang Fa.
After persuading himself, Tan Jiuguo grabbed people and asked for the location of the door, and ran straight.
Faintly he felt like he had forgotten something.
At the gate of the city, Junwu laughed and said, "You asked the city's yamen to arrest me as a prince? Who has that strength and who dares to arrest!"
Rong Xian's tone fluttered slightly: "No strength? I know that."
Jun Wu was so choked with her throat that she was about to say something. Suddenly, a dangerous feeling made her feel cold and straight.
The immense coercion was not leaked at all, and all of it was on Junwu, making her look frozen, and her eyes couldn't turn.
Under this desperate coercion, even his mind was faint.
Junwu: Oops, it kicked on the iron plate.
Then, a sword without any characteristics appeared in front of him, even the color was black and black. It was very poor at first glance.
Then the sword was drawn on her.
This force directly made her fly backwards. Fortunately, the moment when she flew out, the coercion disappeared, and she could move again.
Junwu spit blood on the ground, shaking his fingers and pointing at Rong Xian: "You, you ..."
"No thanks." Rong Xian lowered his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was soft and harmless, and his tone was more and more indifferent. "You are so beautiful, I still can't bear to break this face."
Junwu didn't feel that she needed to be grateful to Tieban Xian. Since she couldn't beat her strength, she decided to overpower someone, especially this person is a 'poor ghost': "Do you know who I am? I am King Wei Qin."
Rong Xian didn't understand the meaning of Jun Wu's strings, she said puzzledly, "Did you not introduce yourself when you first met? Why did you emphasize it again?"
After a pause, she suddenly realized that she was dark and said: "You are showing off your richness, and then you despise my poor birth status? I have to say, Your Royal Highness Qin, you have to have such a mentality."
Junwu twitched, "It's not easy for you to be alive now."
Obediently, only listening to the superficial meaning of Rong Xian frowned slightly, with his hand on his forehead, said helplessly, "It seems that you can beat me."
Junwu stunned for a while, and speechless for a while.
At this time, Tan Jiuge rushed over with a team of officials wearing uniforms and uniforms.
The man headed by Qing Longzun's apprentice Shang Chen, his eyes quickly swept across the scene, the powerful aura of two meters eight, his face seemed to write that people should not be near.
Then he stood in front of Junwu as a guardian, staring at Rong Xian with a look of discomfort and vigilance: "Dare to make trouble in the Qinglong City, bold."
Junwu was aggressive.
Rong Xian glanced at Jiu Ge and talked about Jiu Ge: "..."
Tan Jiuge took the first two steps and embarrassedly covered his face and explained, "What, sir, it's my friend who is the reporter."
He pointed to Rongxian, and said with a ruthless expression, "It's her."
This is why Shang Chen is looking straight at Rong Xian, not a preconceived bad impression.
Shang Chen, who is accustomed to looking at people by appearance, said that the girl looked ordinary and harmless, and she did not look like a troublemaker.
Although the figure lying on the ground was embarrassed, it was even more aggressive.
At this time, Shang Chen met the ordinary and harmless woman's gaze, and the other side gave him an awkward but polite smile.
Chen Chen: "..."
Shang Chen twitched the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to talk about Nine Songs, covering his face and giving him a curse.
The central idea is that it is necessary to report false leave. If you repeat the crime, you have to go to the cell of Qinglong City.
Tan Jiu Ge, who was sprayed with a face, couldn't help but raise his in his heart, just want to yell: God.
Not ...
He wanted to say who I had provoke, and it was Rong Xian who made the reporter, and the official who confessed the wrong person.
He is so innocent.
However, in this world, tadpoles and pond fish are always unreasonable.
Because the truth is in the hands of those who have power and strength, he doesn't take everything.
The truth is so cruel that makes people cry.
Now that the troublemakers have been cleaned up, Shang Chen has perfunctoryly spread the rules of not allowing troubles in Qinglong City to several people, and then greeted his subordinates, Hula, and disappeared.
Junwu: "...?" Erkang hands!
that's it? How about you take this piece of iron to prison to transform it? Can't I climb up without seeing me?
However, Chen Chen's ruthless pretense did not see why he should go.
Junwu hates iron for steel and other qualities.
"In fact, I also feel that these official differences are too scattered." Rong Xian, who saw what she was thinking, said with a smile, "If Dawei is also like this, it is the luck of the demon tribe."
When Junwu heard this, he jumped up from the ground, and retorted, "The demon is a fart. My great Weierlang is the true hero. How can those officials who spend fists and embroidered legs compare with my big Weierlang?" . "
Rong Xian narrowed his eyes, meaning: "It's a good thing to have confidence."
Then she blinked mischievously, gloating gloatingly: "You didn't hear anything just now."
Junwu reacted in an instant, and it was overcast by this iron plate.
Feeling the unfriendly eyes around him, Junwu decided to hold his thighs.
"Your name is quinoa, I don't care about what I just said. I have a lot of adults, and decided to give you a livelihood. A piece of Chinese spirits every day, I will hire you to be my guard temporarily."
Junwu held his chin up slightly, and his proud look was not boring.
She raised her hand and took out a spirit stone from the storage ring and handed it to Rong Xian.
Rong Xian: "..." Then she silently put away the spirit stone. It's not easy to come out and talk about life this year.
After receiving the benefits, Rong Xian also started his work with professional ethics.
"Since you paid all your protection fees, I won't beat you. To avoid being stabbed by a powerful person like me, the price is another consideration."
After all, she is a breadwinner, three children to be fed, a husband who is not home, plus a group of mercenaries who are reaching out ...
Rong Xian weighed a sufficient amount of spirit stones in his hands, and with a false feeling in his heart, "It is really difficult to be a master."
Tan Jiuge jumped at the sight of this scene.
He remembered a long, long time ago, Rong Xian's brave words about to use Wang Chuan to spread Meng Po Tang's business throughout the world.
Tan Jiuge: Master, I was a little panicked.