Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 3151: Seems to be a mockery

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Ye Qing gave her a glance, and didn't want to pay attention to her.

Go straight past Mrs. Yang, preparing to leave.

Ms. Yang's old face suddenly became ugly: "Little girl! Didn't you hear me?!"

Ms. Yang said, strode forward, and once again stopped in front of Ye Qingluo.

"Something?" Ye Qing frowned and asked lightly.

Since following the girl Xiaofeng.

In the entire safety zone, everyone smiled at her Young Lady?

Even the soldiers from Gu Fengzong had to call "Lady Yang" when they saw her.

When did anyone dare to make her face look?

Ms. Yang said with a calm face: "Little girl, this is no better than you at home. It's not the place where you should play your eldest lady! I think you are pitiful, and I will arrange for you the most relaxing place, you don't know what is good or bad!" /

Ms. Yang's voice is very loud.

And in the safe zone, everyone knows.

I heard Lady Yang's voice.

The eyes of the other people all looked over.

With the people behind her back, Po Yang’s waist straightened up: "I advise you, it’s better to be obedient, otherwise... I will reward you to the soldiers and let you be the soldiers. Prostitutes!"

Ms. Yang's words become more ugly as she speaks.

Ye Qingluo didn't care about Mother Yang's interruption.

For her.

Lady Yang is just an ordinary citizen.

It's just...

Ms. Yang has to come and provoke her.

Don't blame her, don't show mercy.

"Stare! What else to stare at?! A depressed lady, who is embarrassed to play her temper?" Young lady Yang was stared at by Ye Qingluo's eyes, making her whole body a little hairy.

Ms. Yang struck her neck and kept screaming.

"Pop!"

A clear applause interrupted the noisy mansion.

It also stopped Madam Yang’s abuse.

Ms. Yang recovered from the pain and suddenly raised her hand to cover her face.

"You...do you dare to hit me?!" Madam Yang didn't even see the girl in front of her doing anything, but the fiery pain on her face was extremely obvious.

Even to speak.

It hurts her muscles to make her gasp.

Ye Qingluo faintly glanced at the slap prints on Madam Yang’s face, with a cold voice: "You really owe you a lot."

"You...you..." Madam Yang was very angry, "Okay! Good! Are you serious! If my old lady doesn't kill you today, I won't be called Madam Yang!"

She howled, and rushed towards Ye Qingluo.

Just...this flutter.

Not close to the girl yet.

Ms. Yang felt a flower in front of her.

The body also rushed into the air, staggered, fell heavily to the ground, and fell into the mud.

She fell all over her body, her bones aching.

While crying and crying, rolling tossing on the ground.

Alive, just like a shrew.

Ye Qingluo was five steps away from Granny Yang, standing with her arms around her chest.

The alluring face, without emotion.

The light in her eyes was cold and calm, and she couldn't see what she was thinking.

She doesn't bother to deal with ordinary people.

I'm not interested either, and shot an old man.

She didn't slap that slap.

Of course, she didn't notice where the power of that slap came from.

Looking at her, Mrs. Yang looked hysterical.

Ye Qingluo instinctively raised her eyes, crossed the crowd, and looked at the black-robed woman standing next to her wooden table for consultation.

The four eyes seem to be aligned.

Ye Qingluo felt once again, a smile appeared under the woman's black robe.

The smile seemed to mock her.

What she felt was not real.