Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Heiling also wondered, "isn't the leader always exploring the trends of these sects every time he goes down the mountain?"

Ji Rao coughed and said farfetchedly, "my sect leader thinks that these hypocrites are too weak and there is no need to test them."

Black bell, the faithful disciple of the Lord, immediately lit up his star eyes.

Just as he was talking, there was a sudden sound from the bottom.

Ji Rao's face tilted to the side. He looked down at the window. Song Qing looked up at Ji Rao. He could only see a small shadow left by his long eyelashes.

There were three people standing at the bottom. One was elegant in white, holding a fan with ink painting in his hand. It looked like a gentleman. There are two people standing behind him. They should be bodyguards.

"What do you mean? We made it yesterday. "

"Yes, why not today?"

The second one was smiling with a smile, "I'm sorry to be objective. As soon as we are busy, we forget..."

"Forget it?" One of them picked up the second's collar and said, "now we're going to vacate our position."

There was a scar on his face. He was tall and tall. When staring at him, he really looked like a bandit running down the mountain. When he saw this battle, he was so scared that he was sweating. The towel on his neck fell to the ground.

"Right now, we're going to make it."

The man let go of the second, and the second stood shivering and went upstairs.

Ji Rao took back her eyes, staring at the peanuts on the table and murmured, "it won't be so bad. Is it just our room?"

Song Qing didn't hear clearly, just wanted to ask him what to say, the door suddenly knocked.

Ji Rao

The black bell brush stood up, pedaled over and opened the door.

The waiter was frightened. The man in brown silk and satin beside him said with a smile, "my guest, I'm sorry. This room has been reserved. We've made a mistake. I'm really sorry. So, we won't take any money next time you come here, how about it?"

Black bell looked up and down at the man. He should be the boss of the restaurant.

But black bell overbearing used to, immediately from the nose snorted tone, "by what?"

"This..."

Ji Rao was leaning on the back of the chair, holding a teacup in her hand and gently rubbing it. The corners of her mouth were bent like a smile. She was totally laissez faire.

Song Qing opened his mouth, but still did not speak.

The main player should not be wronged. This time, it would be strange if he let it be quick.

Suddenly, Ji Rao's eyes moved.

Two people came in at the door.

One of them was carrying a sword, wearing a green suit, a handsome face and a familiar and strange jade pendant on his waist.

Song Qinggang took a sip of water when he saw his leader suddenly standing up.

"The Lord?"

"Go, give them the room." Ji Rao took up the mask and went out, clean and agile.

The door was in a huddle. Black bell and the two men brought by the childe brother did not agree. The two men had obviously learned martial arts and could not tell the victory or defeat for a time.

In order to make a quick decision, Ji Rao patted Song Qing, "on."

Song Qing nodded and joined the battlefield.

"This Young master. "

Ji Rao turned his head and turned to the smiling face of the young man. "Fight?" he asked

"No, no, No "I'm Li Junliang, the little Marquis of Hou's house. Do you know your name?" he said

"Me. My family name is father, and my single name is a relative. "

Ji Rao's look was too indifferent. Li Junliang did not doubt for a moment, "father "Yes?"

Li Junliang suddenly reacted. His smile faded and his voice became fierce. His eyes at jirao also became chilly. "No matter who you are, if you come back with me, I can still let you live."