Mu Hongluan knew that she dared to sell it out. She brought this trick from her previous life, which was different from this place. However, because the purse was not good, the price of ten copper plates was quite good.

After thinking about it, he shook his head and said,

"My sister has worked so hard to embroider these, twelve copper plates..."

The female shopkeeper replied,

"Eleven copper plates! There can't be more!"

Mu Hongluan thought about it and nodded,

"become!"

Five purses sold for fifty-five copper plates, but Mu Hongluan picked a lot of pieces of needle money fabric here, and only ten copper plates were left after settlement.

He held something in one hand and touched the copper plate in his arms with the other hand, and he was also happy in his heart.

"Erya's craftsmanship is really good. If you practice for a few days, the price will be higher!"

After going down the steps, I looked around, but I felt that someone seemed to be staring at her on the right, and turned to see someone.

"Huh! Why is it him?"

After a closer look, the man had already noticed that he would flash into a shop. Mu Hongluan's heart moved slightly, but turned around and walked forward. When he crossed a corner of the street, he glanced back and saw the man following him.

"snort!"

Mu Hongluan knew in her heart that this kid must be following her!

His eyes turned, but he thought,

"You can't let him follow me home. If you identify the door, it will be troublesome!"

When they turned into an alley, they hurried towards the city gate. Yan Qisheng followed closely behind. The two of them chased and chased out of the city and rushed to the willow forest beside the moat.

This willow forest has been planted for many years, but it has grown thicker than human legs. The branches on it are scattered and hanging down, and even if you hide it, you can't see it. Mu Hongluan hid behind the willow tree. Yan Qisheng and the past disappeared, and the people were anxious. They hurried over and held the willow tree and looked at it.

"call……"

At this time, Mu Hongluan jumped out immediately behind the willow tree and punched him hard. Yan Qisheng hurriedly leaned back, but he could no longer hide.

"Bang……"

He caught Yan Qisheng off guard and hit him on the bridge of his nose.

"oops……"

Yan Qisheng covered his nose and took a few steps back. There was a soreness in his nose, and tears and snot immediately surged out. Mu Hongluan turned from behind and sneered,

"What are you doing with you?"

Yan Qisheng pulled his sleeves and wiped his face, and said angrily,

"The smelly girl returns my Red General!"

"What your Red General! It has become a free body when it escapes from your house. Love is there, so why should I return it to you!"

"No, even if it enters the young master's mansion, it is my master's thing, and even if it becomes a skin, it is my master's belonging!"

Yan Qisheng was spoiled and realized that as long as the thing he liked was his own. If anyone dared to steal the things from his master, he would ask whether he would agree with his fist!

Yan Qisheng was so angry that he was so angry that he robbed the young master's Red General again and again, and dared to attack him. He was so tired of living!

Yan Qisheng is so big that he suffered so many losses under his command. She avoided the first two times, but this time she started to take action and punch him first. How can you let him take this breath!

He was not at ease when he spoke. He was hit by Taizu's long fist and was full of wind. Although Mu Hongluan fought with him twice, he responded in a hasty way of dealing with him. He had never had a good competition before.

Now that he has been chased by him, he has made up his mind to fight this kid in one go, so he will not get into trouble at home in the future.

Fortunately, although she was wearing a long skirt today, she had a pair of close-fitting trousers inside. Seeing Yan Qisheng's fist coming, she lifted the hem of the skirt and tucked it around her waist. She shouted "It's a good thing," and then she went up to meet her.

Speaking of which, she has been learning the flower picking hand for some time. She only had a fight with the old Taoist priest on weekdays, and was this boy with outsiders. She was so stern when she saw him coming up, and they rubbed her body and fought each other into a ball.

Few people arrived by the moat outside, and Mu Hongluan deliberately chose a secluded place. The two-year-old kid fought in the willow forest, but his fists and feet were not eye-catching.

Yan Qisheng is the only son of the Duke of the Kingdom. Although his father teaches her personally, he is inevitably defeated by his kind father. He learns basic skills rather than passes the test. He looks like Mu Hongluan, who is a villain, has a very serious mind and a serious Taoist priest, and he is very strict when practicing martial arts. He is even more stingy when hitting her. In terms of Mu Hongluan's kung fu is naturally much more solid than Yan Qisheng.

There are also men and women of this age, and there are some natural differences. Mu Hongluan looks half a head taller than Yan Qisheng, and looks long and long legs. Her feet are steady. Her hands are soft and boneless. Her slender arms and ten fingers are stretched and stretched in the air, like a spiritual snake coming out of a hole, or a butterfly walking through a flower. Yan Qisheng is dazzling.

Her flower-picking hands are the most powerful way to relieve strength and borrow strength. Yan Qisheng is also impulsive and angry, and he doesn't know how to retain the momentum when he punches. He screams all over the place, and when he pounces on it, he is a little out of order.

Mu Hongluan avoided his sharpness and was not rushing to deal with him. After a long time, he naturally had more flaws. Mu Hongluan seized the opportunity and turned to his side when he raised his fist and hit him under the ribs.

"Bang……"

"ah……"

Yan Qisheng bowed his body in pain, and was hit on the chin by Mu Hongluan's second punch. A flash of eyes was knocked to the ground. Mu Hongluan rushed over and grabbed him, twisted his arms, and rode on him, pressing his face to the mud, cut his arms back, and shouted loudly,

"Are you convinced?"

"I don't agree! I don't agree... I don't agree!"

Mu Hongluan sneered, reached out and grabbed the hair on the back of his head, lifted it up and slapped it heavily on the ground, and immediately knocked Yan Qisheng to a dog to bite the mud.

"Are you convinced?"

Yan Qisheng was also a hard bone. He immediately responded with mud in his mouth.

"I don't agree! I don't agree!"

Mu Hongluan did it as usual and came a few more times. The boy suffered a lot, but he still refused to admit defeat. He just closed his mouth tightly and didn't say anything. After a few more times, his teeth could be clenched. He just thought about being pressed under the woman and beating him. He couldn't stand the shame, and he couldn't help but tear in his eyes.

Mu Hongluan rode on him, pressed his head and leaned to the side. Seeing his shoulders shaking, tears flowed down the corners of his eyes, and he said strangely,

"Huh! Are you crying?"

Why can’t this kid be so hard to beat him? He has the face to cry!

"Nonsense, I didn't cry! I'm a man, how could I cry?"

After saying that, he tried hard to raise his head and turned his face to the other side. When Mu Hongluan saw this, it was even worse. The tears flowing in front of him mixed with mud made half of his face blur.

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

Mu Hongluan is so kind that she is soft but not hard. She is beaten to tears when she sees people, and then she thinks in her heart,

"After all, I am a man again. I can be his grandmother in any age. Is it a bit of bullying the weak now when I hit him?"

Thinking of this place, I gradually loosened my strength and stood up and said,

"Stop! Look at you crying so pitifully, my aunt will spare you!"

Yan Qisheng felt that he had suffered a great humiliation when he heard this, and turned over and said furiously,

"I said it, my husband didn't cry!"

But a donkey rolled up and jumped up and was about to fight. Mu Hongluan had no intention of fighting at this time, and her hands blocked her chest and took two steps back.

"Stop! My aunt looks at you so pitiful, I don't want to beat you anymore!"

"Who wants you to be pitiful!"

Mu Hongluan looked at him like that, and she was wearing a good dress on the mud and rolled on the mud and was already very dirty. Her face was black and white, and half of her face was mud and half of her face was tears. She said she wasn't crying, and there were tears on her head, and she was still hanging tears on her eyelashes!

But when he looked at him for no reason, he felt pitiful, and he couldn't control his mouth when he felt soft.

"I know your biological mother is dead, and my stepmother comes in again today. The child without a mother is so pitiful!"

As soon as this said, it immediately stabbed Yan Qisheng's lung tube. The boy's forehead was thundering, his face was flushed red, and he immediately jumped high. A row of white teeth bit his lower lip, looking at her fiercely, with heavy breaths in his nose, like the angered old cow.

Now, without saying a word, he hit her with a fist.

"My husband is fighting with you today!"

The two of them fought again, but now Yan Qisheng took action angrily, and even without moving forward or retreat. After a few strokes, Mu Hongluan pressed on the ground and gnawed another mouthful of mud.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm..."

Mu Hongluan sat steadily on his waist and eyes, pressing Yan Qisheng to arch on the ground a few times but couldn't turn over. When he was very angry, the back of his head was touched like a dog. The stinky girl even advised,

"I know you are in a bad mood today, and I don't want to hit you anymore! But the fox ran out of your house, because he was not happy. Now he followed me, although he was a simple meal, he lived a happy life. So you let it go!"

"Um...uh...uh...uh...uh...I think beautifully. The fox bit my mother. When I catch it, I must peel it and eat meat to relieve my hatred!"

Mu Hongluan responded,

"Do you think I don't know? Your mother has become tuberculosis for a long time, and she won't live long even if she is not bitten by a fox!"

"You...bah...you fart!"

"Bang..."

Mu Hongluan slapped him on the back of the head.

"Put it cleanly, let it go, let yourself go! Your mother in the Heavenly Spirit knows that you will be uneasy, so please let her go with peace of mind! If she is a good person who enters the underworld, the King of Hell will make things difficult for her..."

Speaking of this, the person under his butt was honest and still kept on moving. He asked quietly for a while,

"You... are you saying it true?"

"It's true!"

If you ask others about this, they will naturally not know about it. Can she still not know about Mu Hongluan?

"No one in the world knows that place better than me!"

The old ghost who has been in his family for many years is not in vain!

Perhaps it was her confident tone that Yan Qisheng believed her inexplicably, and she thought about it and asked again,

"I...I...What am I now? My mother...Does my mother really know?"

"That's natural. There is a home-looking platform in the underworld. Any new ghost can look back at the hometown. If your mother is blessed with great blessings, the King of Hell will give her a special favor and let her go back to the home-looking platform more. As long as she goes up, she will definitely see you!"
Chapter completed!