The Boss Has Been Tricked By the Lord God Again

   Chapter 464 The **** is stunning (17)

   Yun Chu didn't think too much, at least her purpose is more clear now.

   Far from the bustling city of Rongfu, it stands tall, low-key and gloomy.

  An orange carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley, neither at the front door nor at the back door.

  The blue silk of the Queen Mother is simply tied with a belt, which is chic and neat.

   Yun Chu jumped out of the carriage, and Wanling watched worriedly.

   Niangniang clearly looked soft and weak, why has she acted more and more...heartedly recently?

   "Niangniang, why did we stop here?" Wanling was puzzled.

   Lord Rong asked Niangniang to enter through the back door, but as Niangniang, she naturally had to enter through the front door.

   But you got off the carriage at the entrance of the alley ahead of time. What does this mean?

  Evening Spirit is unpredictable.

   Yun Chu touched his chin and seemed to be thinking, "Is it bad to tear down the house?"

  Wanling: "Huh? Demolition of the house?"

   Yun Chu seemed to have figured it out and raised his eyes.

   "There's nothing wrong, it's time to find something unpleasant for him."

   Wanling was covered in a circle.

   She suddenly found that she couldn't keep up with her mother-in-law's brain circuits.

  What is demolishing the house, and what is not fun to find? What is the lady talking about?

   Wanling was in a daze, Yun Chu had already reached the corner.

  The wall is on the high side, Yun Chu took a closer look, and there are broken glazed tiles on it, apparently to warn those who try to climb over the wall and break in.

   Yun Chu didn't take the broken glazed tile in his eyes, he tiptoed on tiptoe, exerting force, and his toes stood between the broken tiles.

   She can be so relaxed, thanks to the original owner's skill.

  Feng Lian has good martial arts, especially Qinggong. The original owner and his childhood sweetheart have also studied Qinggong with him.

   The strength to dodge the eyeliner and blend into the palace like Feng Lian, of course, does not exist. But just over the wall, it's not a problem.

  Wanling's pupils shrank, she was just stunned, why did the goddess stand on the wall? !

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  Niangniang will climb over the wall?

  Climb over the wall...!

   The little girl's facial lines are stiff, and the concepts and cognitions that have been established in her heart have begun to shatter and shatter.

   "Niangniang!" Wanling stomped her feet anxiously.

   Yunchu turned his head and made a silent gesture to the little girl.

   "You are waiting for Aijia outside."

As soon as the    voice fell, the slender white figure disappeared completely.

   Evening soul is ashes as death.

  Rong House.

  Yun Chu tapped his toes on the ground, patted the corner of his skirt, and glanced indifferently.

With a thought of   , he jumped up again, but this time it landed on the roof.

   Yun Chu didn't know which room was suitable for daily use. He avoided the guards and landed on the roof he finally chose.

  The tiles under the feet are strong, and there is little sound when you step on them.

  Yun Chu sat down and rested his chin with one hand.

   Thinking about it carefully, this kind of behavior is quite naive.

   One-sidedly angry, secretly poking revenge.

   But so what, it’s not bad to indulge yourself childishly.

   Yun Chu did not expect such a coincidence, the door of the room under the roof where she was located was pushed open.

  The Queen Mother narrowed her eyes and kept her absolute silence.

  The dead leaves were rolled down by the cold wind, and the ground was covered with withered yellow.

   creaking.

   creaking.

  The man in black clothes walked out of the courtyard with his feet on the fallen leaves.

   Yun Chu, who was lying in ambush on the roof, raised his eyebrows.

   Such a coincidence?

   Whether it is a coincidence or not, happiness is real.

   Holding his chin with one hand, the other hand silently lifted up a black tile, and the movement was so light that no sound was heard.

   The tall and straight man did not stop, but his pace was slow.

   The blue silk was not tied and draped over his shoulders, but it didn't look messy.

  咻——

  The heavy object slid through the air, and the faint vibration of the airflow finally made the other party react.

  Wash la la.

  The tile passed Rong Sui's calf, and shattered into pieces just an inch before his steps.

   Yun Chu: Demolition of the house is a bit difficult.

   (end of this chapter)