THE FIERCE FARM GIRL HAS A SECRET SPACE

942: Chapter 942: Strike (3) 942: Chapter 942: Strike (3) "What happened?" Wang Dali glanced at Qian Er, "With Ruxin's abilities, how could anything possibly go wrong? You've got to believe in her." "Right," Qian Er nodded upon reflection, "Sister Ruxin is, after all..." a sorceress. "What about me?" Just then, a voice sounded from outside, "Why only say half a sentence?" "Sister Ruxin!" Qian Er burst into laughter upon hearing this, "You finally made it...

I was just wondering..." But when he saw the man who walked in behind Yang Ruxin, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, "This..." Wang Dali also wore an expression of complete surprise. "How about that? Isn't it a pleasant surprise?" Yang Ruxin turned to loop her arm through Gu Qingheng's, "Isn't Sister Ruxin's taste exceptional?" "Gu... Master Gu... you're better?" Qian Er stuttered.

"Yes," Gu Qingheng nodded slightly, "I'm better!" "That's great!" Qian Er rubbed his hands excitedly, then exchanged glances with Wang Dali, See, their own judgement wasn't bad; the person they were following was definitely going to be extraordinary, and they definitely wouldn't fare poorly themselves.

"Let me introduce someone, this is my newly acknowledged little brother, Lin Xiwang." Yang Ruxin then pulled Lin Xiwang over, "In the future, let him start by running errands for you or something..." She glanced at Lin Xiwang, "This is Brother Qian Er, and that's Brother Wang." Lin Xiwang hurried to greet them. "This kid is quite handsome, but that face..." Qian Er frowned, "What a pity..." Lin Xiwang lowered his head. These past days, following Sister Ruxin and her husband, they had never treated him like a monster. He had almost forgotten about the scar on his face, but now...

"No worries," Yang Ruxin lifted Lin Xiwang's chin with her hand, "It's just a scar, right? Why hang your head?" "I... I'm afraid of scaring..." "Rest assured, give it at most three months, and Sister Ruxin guarantees that scar on your face will vanish. By then you'll turn into a shiny, pretty little boy... probably going to charm a bunch of young girls to death..." "What's a little boy?" Lin Xiwang's face reddened a bit. "It means... it means an especially cute boy..." Yang Ruxin flicked Lin Xiwang's forehead, "Anyway, from now on, walk tall and proud. Let whoever wants to talk, talk.

It's not like it'll stop you from eating delicious roast chicken, got it?" Lin Xiwang nodded, "Can I become as good-looking as Master Gu?" "Him?" Yang Ruxin blinked rapidly upon hearing this, then leaned in to examine Gu Qingheng's face, twisted her neck to look at Lin Xiwang's face, and then shook her head, "Not to discourage you, but to find someone with his looks, one in ten thousand would be a miracle.

That's because it requires both parents to be extremely beautiful themselves and for all their best features to be inherited, plus you'd have to correct any slight imperfections from those inherited traits to turn out this way. So don't think too much about it..." She sighed, "Xiao Xiwang, let's not compare ourselves with those abnormally beautiful people. Let's just compare with..." she pointed backwards at Shadow Three, "normal, beautiful people like him..." Shadow Three felt a dark line across his forehead, how did he get involved?

Glancing at the young master, seeing not a hint of expression change, what could he do? He could only feign deafness to everything that had been said.