The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 176 You are so bad!
The next night.

Xiao Yulou came to the ruined temple again.

Along with her came five or six other women who were also wearing cloaks and hoods.

They lowered their hoods one by one, and Xiao Baojing discovered that they were all very beautiful. Judging from their attire and appearance, they were all pampered young ladies from official and aristocratic families.

Xiao Yulou introduced: "They are also victims, and they are willing to go with me to find that old thief."

Xiao Baojing saw the same determination on the faces of these seemingly weak girls.

She clenched her fists and couldn't help but feel more confident about her plan for tonight.

She turned to the altar in the dilapidated temple: "Peddler!"

There stands a golden statue on the altar, but it was destroyed hundreds of years ago. It looks collapsed, faded and old, like a god abandoned by humans.

The young man in Taoist robe and hairpin with flowers sat lazily cross-legged on the altar, with the dark green hem of his robe hanging from the edge. He supported his cheek with one hand, and when he heard Xiao Baojing's call, he slowly raised his thin eyelids, as if the god had opened his eyes again.

His sharp teeth pressed against his thin lips, and he smiled dangerously: "What did you call me?"

Xiao Baojing glanced at Xiao Yulou and the others, her face inexplicably reddened, and she said softly, "Husband."

Shang Bingjiu then stretched out his hand.

There was half a green candle lying in the palm of his hand.

He sneaked into the palace in broad daylight and stole it out.

Xiao Baojing took the green candle and lit it carefully.

Xiao Yulou and the other women looked at each other and sat down solemnly around Qingzhu.

In order to avoid scaring the old thief and making him dare not show up, Xiao Baojing and Shang Bingjiu left the ruined temple and found a nearby tavern to sit down.

Xiao Baojing ordered a basket of soup dumplings and two spring rolls. While waiting for the food to be served, he held his face and asked suspiciously, "Do you know who the murderer in the dream is? I always feel that you know everything, but you just don't want to say it easily."

The flags of the tavern fluttered in the night breeze.

Shang Bingjiu also held his face in his hands, staring at the girl opposite him with a smile: "There is no reward for telling the truth, so why tell the truth?"

Xiao Baojing puffed out his cheeks.

This guy is obsessed with doing business in the streets.

Whatever you do, you only think about the reward!

Shang Bingjiu's fox eyes became more curved, like a crescent moon: "In fact, the little princess has seen the murderer two days ago."

"I have seen him?" Xiao Baojing opened his eyes wide, "But I didn't see any old man! Even on the day of the hunt outside the city, most of the people sitting in the tent were middle-aged officials. I didn't see any suspicious people!"

But Shang Bingjiu stopped talking and refused to talk to her in detail. He just sat there with his hands in his pockets and laughed, which made Xiao Baojing very angry.

The waiter brought soup dumplings and spring rolls.

Xiao Baojing picked up a soup dumpling: "You are so mean!"

She seemed to be biting Shang Bingjiu's head and bit off the soup dumpling viciously.

The delicious and fragrant soup splashed out and directly splashed onto Shang Bingjiu's face.

Xiao Baojing: "..."

Shang Bingjiu: “…”

The young man stared at Xiao Baojing with a smile on his face and slowly licked the soup from the corner of his lips.

That dangerous look made Xiao Baojing feel as if he was licking her own head instead of the soup. It made her shudder in the busy market, fearing that he would suddenly go crazy again and lick her head into a mango pit.

Shang Bingjiu moved next to her and sat with her on a long bench.

Xiao Baojing coughed guiltily, then quietly moved his butt to the side to distance himself from him.

Unexpectedly, Shang Bingjiu sat next to her again.

Xiao Baojing didn't dare to look up and continued to sit on the other end of the bench.

After several back and forth movements, Xiao Baojing had already sat at the end of the bench.

Shang Bingjiu suddenly sneered.

Xiao Baojing was very familiar with his laughter, and thought to himself that this bastard must have been holding his fart.

She was about to look at him when he suddenly stood up. The long bench instantly lost its balance!
Xiao Baojing was caught off guard as the bench suddenly fell towards her!
She fell on her butt!

"Shang Jiu!"

Xiao Baojing shouted angrily, his fair and delicate cheeks turning slightly red from anger.

The boy stood there with his hands in his pockets and laughed.

He was born with a handsome appearance, more beautiful and charming than the deep red and light pink hibiscus flower at his temple. Under the light, his sharp fox eyes were slightly raised, outlining his evil spirit and rebelliousness.

Xiao Baojing got up and threw the chopsticks at him.

She didn't even bother to eat the soup dumplings and spring rolls, she turned around and left in anger.

This dog has lived a thousand years longer than the peddler, but his mentality is that of a child!
Some of the pranks are just plain annoying!
"I was wrong!"

A clear voice came from behind.

Xiao Baojing ignored him and walked faster.

She walked into a narrow corridor between two pavilions, and heard a greasy voice in front of her: "Hey, whose little girl is this? Since you've come to my door, why don't you accompany me and have some fun?"

As the lanterns lit up, two fat and big-eared hooligans untied their belts and stared at Xiao Baojing with greedy eyes.

Xiao Baojing sneered.

She is a demon.

She is not afraid of hooligans!
Just as they were about to take action, a huge dog shadow suddenly appeared behind them.

The dog shadow lowered its head and bit their necks directly.

Warm blood rushed out of the neck cavity, and the two fat heads rolled to the side of Xiao Baojing's embroidered shoes.

"idiot."

Shang Bingjiu cursed jokingly and kicked the two heads to the side.

The lantern fell into a pool of blood, quickly extinguishing the fire, and the entire corridor became dark.

Shang Bingjiu grabbed Xiao Baojing's arm and pushed her against the wall.

The girl was petite, only reaching his chest.

He held her hands with one hand and lifted them up against the wall, and pinched her slender waist with the other hand. He leaned forward and lowered his head in the darkness. The layers of dark green Taoist robes almost completely covered the girl, and only the orange hem of her skirt could be vaguely seen from a distance.

His thin lips kissed her red lips, and Shang Bingjiu's voice was strong but gentle: "I was wrong."

Xiao Baojing was breathing rapidly, with a strong smell of blood lingering around his nose.

She wanted to scold him, but her words were blocked by his domineering power, and she could only make faint sounds like a cat's hum.

Xiao Baojing was so angry that he stepped on his black boots.

Shang Bingjiu just smiled and let her step on him.

The more Xiao Baojing thought about it, the angrier he got, so he simply stepped on his instep with both feet.

But this fellow was thick-skinned and tough, and he kept kissing her relentlessly, his Adam's apple rolling slightly and his low laugh making a seductive and indulgent sound.

It was already late at night when the two returned to the dilapidated temple.

Xiao Yulou glanced at Xiao Baojing's slightly swollen lips, and then glanced at the dozen or so footprints on Shang Bingjiu's boots and Taoist robe.

She coughed lightly and said, "Jing'er, we have obtained some information about the murderer."

They followed Xiao Baojing's method, lit the green lamps and went to sleep.

As expected, the disgusting old thief appeared in the dream again.

He brought the two most beautiful women among them into the box and intended to continue humiliating them in the same way, but they joined forces to beat him up.

Xiao Yulou continued, "When I beat him, Sister Zhao took the opportunity to measure the size of the box with her palm. We guessed that he was hiding in a box that was about six feet long, four feet wide, and three feet high."

Xiao Baojing was stunned.

Why does the size of this box look so similar to the box under the sedan chair of the Great Witch Qingdeng?

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