Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Ji Rao was really stupid by him.

He put his hand on the mask and bent his mouth slightly. Li Junliang was stunned.

"You can try it."

Without waiting for Li Junliang to say anything, Ji Rao suddenly raised his hand, and Li Junliang wrapped a red silk around his neck.

Jirao fingertip micro motion, that red silk tightens the skin, exudes a trace of blood.

Li Junliang reached out and touched his neck, then his eyes suddenly became frightened, "help me!"

Ji Rao

Song and Qing Dynasty

Black bell

Ji Rao thought that the biggest accident of this trip was probably the voice of Mr. Li.

Li Junliang may have thought that his head was about to be cut off. In a moment, his nose and tears flowed out. He even exerted psychological pressure on himself, causing his body to be weak and weak, and fell directly on the ground.

But he thought too much.

Ji Rao never likes the method of killing people with blood splashing three feet. He prefers a clean one.

But in any case, Li Junliang directly attracted the attention of the whole inn.

Jirao a flash to come to the black bell side, and then a grab his sleeve, a deep voice, "go." Then he pushed the black bell to the window and said, "let's go."

"Teach..."

"Shut up." When Song Qing interrupted him, it was the most important for them to get away from him now. However, in terms of Heiling's temperament, he would only make more noise and "go."

Black bell bit her teeth, turned over and jumped out of the window.

"Stop!"

Li Junliang saw two people dressed up in the lake and immediately cried, "help me, young Xia!"

Ji Rao looked up. Some helplessness, he would like to calm down, did not expect or to call him.

The banquet court stepped forward and stood in front of Li Junliang. He looked coldly at Ji Rao and Song Qing, "are you afraid you are not from the capital? I don't know if there is a customs clearance document in the city? "

"If you come up, you have to pass the customs documents. I'm afraid it's not a gentleman's style." In front of Ji Rao, Song Qing looked back coldly.

The protagonist's first meeting was such a fierce battle.

Ji Rao turned his head and tried to suppress the corner of his mouth.

His task is half done.

The banquet court looked at the people behind the song and Qing Dynasties. The man was wearing a golden mask, but he couldn't tell who it was.

His eyes glided and fell on the soft curve of his jaw and the red lips. He didn't know how to describe the feeling, but he was very familiar with it.

"I don't know, sir Your name, please

"You don't deserve to know." Song Qing pulled out the sword and pointed straight to the banquet court.

The people around the banquet court immediately pulled out their swords. "You still hurt the innocent when you make a big noise in the inn today. Don't you think it's too ostentatious to act?"

Song Qing looked at the small wound on Li Junliang's neck, and sneered, "he was the first to speak ill. What's the punishment?"

Ji Rao looked at the song and Qing Dynasty in surprise.

In the original text, this man is open and upright, with a noble and upright spirit, and a just and upright temperament. Now, how can I hear that he is biased?

The man was also a young man with a strong sense of justice in his heart. Hearing this, he fumed, "what do you mean! A gentleman doesn't do anything. He just says a few words and apologizes. It's hard for you to ask his life! "

"It can't be done like that." Song Qing thought of the leader leaning on the window, his eyes dark.