Chapter 683 Is it you, Mu Wanxi?
"Do you know the Seventh Princess's Mansion?" Seeing the little beggar nodding, Mu Wanxi continued, "I'll give you one night to think about it carefully. As long as you are willing to work down-to-earth, you Just tomorrow morning, take your sister with you Come to me, sister, and I will ask the concierge to find something for you to do.”
Hearing this, the little beggar was obviously moved. He held up the money bag in his hand and was very embarrassed. It's like I want to believe it, but I don't dare.
During this period, the little beggar’s tears kept rolling, and he cried as if he was being bullied.
Seeing that the little beggar was similar in age to his three sons, Mu Wanxi was helpless. He was about to give the child a few words, but unexpectedly there was a roar from behind him.
"Let go of that child!"
Soon, a gust of fragrant wind came, and a sharp palm went straight to Mu Wanxi's heart.
Dodge quickly with his feet, Mu Wanxi flew up and kicked the man on the wrist.
The girl let out an exclamation and backed away while covering her wrist.
While the girl was covering her wrists and exclaiming, Mu Wanxi looked at the girl carefully.
The girl looked younger than her. She was dressed in a silver-white outfit and looked dashing. Especially her pair of sapphire blue eyes immediately caught Mu Wanxi's attention.
“A person from southern Xinjiang?” Mu Wanxi raised his eyebrows when he saw that the girl did not have the deep facial features of a Yan country person.
"What does it have to do with you how the people in Southern Xinjiang are doing?" The girl from Southern Xinjiang felt pain in her wrist. After saying this, she raised her head and glared at Mu Wanxi angrily, and then her eyes widened in surprise, " Is it you, Mu Wanxi? "
Mu Wanxi was surprised that this girl from southern Xinjiang could actually recognize her. You know, this was the first time she met this girl from southern Xinjiang. Moreover, she had to wear a veil, covering most of her appearance. However, this girl was able to recognize her at a glance, which showed that she was quite familiar with her.
Just when Mu Wanxi was wondering why the southern Xinjiang girl knew him, the southern Xinjiang girl stomped her feet angrily, and then walked straight towards Mu Wanxi, "You actually bullied a child in the street, Mu Wanxi , you are indeed more shameless than I thought!"
After saying this, the girl from southern Xinjiang suddenly pulled out the whip from her waist and whipped it hard towards Mu Wanxi.
Mu Wanxi dodged sideways, and the whip brushed along her side. The whip hit the ground hard, making a particularly clear sound.
Mu Wanxi glanced at the marks on the ground lightly. When the whip flew into the air again, he stretched out his jade hand, grabbed it, held it tightly in his hand, and pulled hard.
"Who are you and why do you know my identity?" Mu Wanxi asked with an indifferent expression as he forcibly dragged the girl from southern Xinjiang in front of him.
"Hmph, can you take care of me?" The girl from southern Xinjiang said without any politeness, she just let go and dropped the whip, then her fingers formed into claws and went straight to grab Mu Wanxi's throat.
Mu Wanxi sneered, with spiritual energy mixed between his fingers, and touched the girl's arm in southern Xinjiang.
Mu Wanxi hit the girl's numb hole, and the girl's expression twisted in pain, and then her feet were tied up by the long whip swept out of Mu Wanxi's hand, and with a wailing sound, she was hit hard He fell to the ground and hit his chin, groaning in pain.
"Mu Wanxi, besides bullying the weak, what else will you do?" After saying that, the girl from southern Xinjiang looked at the beggar who was at a loss and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely save you!"
"Sister, it's not like that..." The little beggar quickly wanted to explain.
(End of this chapter)