Chapter 750 The Most Uncontrollable
When Jing Yue's eyes fell on that face that was so overwhelmingly beautiful, she immediately froze.
Fuck! Isn't this Helen Xiu! !
Why is he here! ?
Jing Yue stared blankly at He Lianxiu standing at the door of the teahouse. He was still so enchanting, still dressed in black, and Jing Yue thought for a moment that He Lianxiu should be dressed like that. Red Clothes' inexplicable illusion.
"Yes." The two people behind Helian Xiu had a cold face, stepped forward and grabbed the storyteller, and the eyes of the people around them widened in horror.
"You...you are so unreasonable!" The storyteller was taken aback by Helianxiu's posture, and looked at Helianxiu with horror on his face.
"You want to reason with me?" He Lianxiu looked at the storyteller with cold eyes, and an indifferent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At the moment He Lianxiu smiled, everyone in the teahouse was immediately shocked. The group of women is overshadowed.
Some men even looked at He Lianxiu with fascinated faces.
Seeing this scene, Jing Yue spat hard in her heart, cursing evildoers, evildoers!
"Since you want to be reasonable, I will explain it to you." He Lianxiu sat down on a chair beside him, squinted at the storyteller and said, "I ask you, what do you think?" Have you seen the Uncle Nine Emperors and his concubine with different eyes?"
"Have you personally experienced the things you just said? What evidence do you have to prove that the Nine Emperor Concubine murdered and commanded the wolf? Don't worry, if you can answer the next sentence, I will not cut your tongue today. If your answer is wrong, I not only want your tongue, I also want your head!"
After He Lianxiu finished speaking, the surroundings fell into a sudden silence.
The storyteller's face suddenly turned pale.
I kept shouting injustice in my heart, how could anyone reason with a storyteller like this?
This storyteller, who is not eloquent nonsense? To actually care about the content of this book like this, this feeling really made the storyteller complain endlessly, and he didn't know where to start when he wanted to complain, and everyone's expressions were also weird.
"What? Why don't you say anything?" He Lianxiu looked at the storyteller with his chin propped up, and said with mockery in his eyes, "Aren't you good at talking? Why don't you talk now?"
"My... my lord, my villain... I know my mistake!" The storyteller looked at He Lianxiu with a look of horror and said, "My lord, tell me what you want me to say, and I will say it , my lord, please forgive me, this villain will only rely on this tongue to eat!"
"Heh..." He Lianxiu smiled disdainfully, stood up, and said coldly, "Cut his tongue."
"Don't...don't...my lord!!" He Lianxiu turned around to leave without hesitation, the eyes of the storyteller were filled with fright, and he struggled desperately, and the people around all showed terrified expressions. He turned his head away with a look of fear, but no one dared to step forward.
"Hehe...the most uncontrollable thing in this world is other people's mouths." At the moment that person was pried open, a faint voice suddenly sounded from the crowd, attracting everyone's attention. Xiu Wenyan frowned fiercely.
Seemingly annoyed at being disturbed, the crowd slowly made way for the woman in black and purple clothes to stand up slowly, her black hair was pulled up casually, and there was a layer of black pimples on her face. The veil revealed a pair of pitch-black eyes that looked towards He Lianxiu lightly.