Chapter 101 (2/2)

Bai Chen a light hum, press and hold the man, fiercely backward a throw, directly throw him to fall behind the willow.

At the moment when the man put on the tree trunk, Bai Chen secretly starts to drive fast, and his body appears like a ghost beside him. With a rein in his hand, he binds him to the tree trunk.

”What are you doing! Let go of me! I'm the messenger of Prince lie. Your rudeness will make the emperor angry! ”

”Didn't you just say we'll see?” Bai Chen changed his previous frivolity and said with a smile: ”in order not to bother you, just wait and see, so I'll ask you to wait and see!”

”Wait and see?”

The man's eyes widened and he didn't understand the boy's intention.

Not paying attention to the eyes of the public, Bai Chen squatted down and shook the ash on the calligraphy. Then he continued to shout to the gaping onlookers: ”don't miss it when you pass by. This is the true work of Yang Ziqing, the poet of poetry. It has been handed down for thousands of years and is worth a lot of money. If you like the collection of calligraphy and painting, you might as well have a look.”

Seeing Bai Chen hanging himself on a tree to watch him sell his goods, he finally realized the meaning of ”wait and see”. The man finally couldn't bear it. He roared hysterically: ”Stinky boy, put me down, or I'll let Prince lie kill you! Kill your nine families”What a long story

The white Chen is not comfortable to lift to lift eyelid, the hand picks up a piece of stone to take advantage of a throw, directly smashed that man's remaining a front tooth.

Oh!

The sharp pain of tearing the heart made the man's blood come out of his mouth. At the moment, no matter how resentful or resentful he was, he did not dare to make a sound.

”Finally honest ~”

Bai Chen sighed, once again piled up a professional smile, and yelled at the people who were surprised.

However, those people were scared out of their wits. How dare they come to read some calligraphy? They dispersed one by one in a trance, and they were eager to leave this place of right and wrong.

For a moment, the hustle and bustle of the street became cold and solemn. Only Bai Chen and the man in the tree, even the runaway wild horse, had disappeared

”Brother Bai, is it too much for you to do so?”

Lin Mengyao approaches Bai Chen, a face afraid of small voice way.

Sniffing the unique fragrance of the girl beside him, Bai Chen burst into a burst of refreshing spirit, and couldn't help laughing: ”ha ha, what's the score? I don't want him to go all the time, but also look at me all the time. How tired he is!”

At the sound of deliberately raising the volume of the play, the man tied to the tree suddenly looked low. His face was as black as a weathered steamed bread, and he didn't chew it.

”Well, it seems that we can't get anything today. Close the stall and come back tomorrow!”

Bai Chen lost a light sigh, rolled up the calligraphy, into the back of the bamboo tube.

Three people walk away gradually, Lin Mengyao takes advantage of Bai Chen not to notice, the palm in the sleeve moves slightly, the man in the distance, strangely falls off from the rope, and sits on the ground.

Stay on the front line and don't be too special.

This is Lin Mengyao's way of doing things, and it is also the teaching she received from childhood.

The first time felt her hand, the white Chen didn't stop, pretended a pair of don't feel appearance.

This girl is so kind-hearted!

In the heart of a helpless sigh, white Chen walk, deliberately close to Lin Mengyao, swing hand, from time to time to her little hand touch a, make her face red.