There were many people gathered at the entrance of the Intoxicated Immortal Restaurant. Yao Sisi saw the road in front of her was a blur, not to mention trying to save Mo Qin, she had no way of getting in front of her. Yao Si thought for a moment. Right now, there was a sea of people. It would not be an easy task to save a person in front of everyone's eyes. What should I do? " Yao Sisi patted her forehead and suddenly thought of an idea. Right now, there was still some time until noon. She called over Si Qin and said, "Si Qin, quickly go to the government office and ask the lord to send some people over."

Si Qin looked at Yao Sisi and said, "Miss Sisi, it's not good for adults to interfere in this kind of thing. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid you wouldn't have waited until quarter to noon. Master told me to ask you to think of a solution, and he did his best to cooperate."

"Good!" "Since that's the case, then it's easy. There are too many people ahead of us right now. Come over here, Si Qin."

Yao Sisi whispered in Si Qin's ear. After hearing that, Si Qin looked at Yao Si with admiration and smiled. She walked to the front and shouted, "My master's Cobra is running in front. Everyone, give way. If it bites you, that will be great."

Soon, Yao Sisi and Si Qin arrived at the front of the group. Pu Zhengbang just happened to see Yao Sisi approaching and let out a sigh of relief, before hurriedly leaving her seat and walking in front of Yao Sisi, "Miss Sisi, you've finally arrived. Now that Mo Qin has been sold to the Drunken Immortal Tavern, and you've also destroyed her own face, this old procuress will lose her own face.

Alright, let's not talk about it anymore. Since I'm here, I have to stop him. Yak's legs are truly the most poisonous thing in the world.

Yesterday, she had such a handsome and resolute face, but now it had become sinister. Yao Sisi felt a little sad, there really was no human rights in the ancient times, a man being forced into the male public relations position was one thing, but how could there be any disgrace in the future? Mo Qin was another person, how could she be so stupid as to ruin her own face?

After Yao Sisi finished sighing, she lifted her skirt and walked over to Mo Qin. She looked at Mo Qin, who was covered in wounds, with a pained expression, "Sorry, I came late."

This was the second time he had seen her, and every time she had surprised him, he had felt the warmth of this world. Ever since he had fallen to this stage, other than Xiang Lian, she was the second woman to have this kind of care for him, especially when he was no longer that handsome man. She still looked at him with such a pained expression, not looking down on him, he was touched, but he did not want anyone to be implicated because of him. "Don't get involved because of me. The old procuress won't let you go."

She pointed to her nose and said, "Hmph, if you don't let me off, I want to see who's the one who doesn't let me go. I, Yao Sisi, am a transmigrator, so I'm afraid of this little Rolo, since I won't die from a miracle, hehe, Mo Qin, I'll tell you that dying will never be the best fate for him, never having to come back, you don't need to choose at all. Xiang Lian won't be happy to see you die like this, even if your husband is heavy for Mt."

"I would like to see how this lady will not let me go!"

An arrogant and furious voice sounded in the duo's ears, and the duo glanced at one another.

Yao Sisi looked towards the voice. It was a middle-aged Xu Niang. She wore a huge red flower in her hair, half of her face was covered, and around her neck hung strings of incomparably precious pearl necklaces. No matter how she looked, they looked like chains used to tie a dog. A broken fan that had lost its fur was shaking non-stop.

Yao Sisi touched her neck and retched in front of everyone, not giving them any face at all. She pointed her long white index finger at the old procuress and said, "You didn't offend me before, but now you've offended me just now. Where did such a young and beautiful old woman come from? Look at how your makeup is even scarier than evil spirits; every time you speak, a pile of flour falls off. Cough, cough, stay away from me."

Hearing this, the old procuress's face was a mix of white and black, black and green. The veins on her hands bulged as she shouted, "You, how dare you speak like that, come, hit me!"

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