The fake daughter is a little lucky star (MTL)

Chapter 68

Chapter 68

    Zhuang Shiyan stared at the two black-clothed women with a stern face, and went down to touch the purse with the stones on her waist, but she felt empty and hurriedly lowered her head to look. Seeing Zhuang Shiyan's movements, Yu Zhen also bowed her head. However, they saw that the waists of the two were empty, and all the purses disappeared.

    "Help me find something!" Zhuang Shiyan turned her head to look at Yu Zhen, covered her mouth with her hand, and said silently with her mouth.

    Yuzhen didn't speak, nodded tacitly, looked around the room calmly, looked around for something that was in her hand, glanced at the black and white chess pieces on the low table in the middle of the wooden couch in front of the window, and pulled Zhuang Shi. Yan leaned into her ear and reminded her in a very low voice: "Girl, on the couch, a chess piece."

    Zhuang Shiyan kept silent, and walked to the window holding Yuzhen's arm.

    But the two stopped just after taking two steps, and instantly got goosebumps all over. The two women in black even followed the example of Zhuang Shiyan and Yu Zhen, holding hands together and walking towards the window.

    Thinking of the two women in Mingtuo Temple who were pretending to be the maids next to the Empress, and the woman who was pretending to be Feixue, Zhuang Shiyan felt a shudder in her heart. What did that pervert Feng Huaili want to do with these two women to imitate her?

    Afraid of being imitated more, Zhuang Shiyan endured her nausea and pulled Yu Zhen to the couch with a calm expressionless expression. She grabbed a few chess pieces and threw them at the two women.

    But the two women in black had obviously practiced kung fu.

    Zhuang Shiyan stopped and waited for Yuzhen to pick up all the chess pieces in the chess basket. .

    The two women looked surprised and ducked again, and the low table fell to the ground with a clang and broke into several pieces.

    Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Shiyan walked to the table of the Eight Immortals again, and threw the two solid wood chairs towards the two women, and the two women avoided them again.

    Zhuang Shiyan was neither in a hurry nor angry, she carried one leg of the Eight Immortals Table and threw it out easily. Zhuang Shiyan, a petite woman, threw a huge solid wood table of the Eight Immortals without any effort. This scene is a bit incredible.

    The two women in black didn't seem to expect this scene to happen, and they were both stunned for a moment. They only remembered to avoid when the table was thrown in the air.

    Immediately afterwards, Zhuang Shiyan walked all the way through the house, picking up anything she encountered and throwing it at the two women.

    Zhuang Shiyan seemed to be enjoying herself, throwing one to the left and one to the right, regardless of whether you were an antique vase or inkstone and pen and paper, whatever you touched, you lost.

    After a while, the room was smashed to pieces by her. Zhuang Shiyan looked at the two women who were quite embarrassed and their buns were crooked, and clapped the ashes that did not exist on her hands.

    One of the slightly shorter black-clothed women gritted her teeth and touched the scimitar attached to her waist, while the other woman hurriedly grabbed her and scolded her softly, "Don't be impulsive, don't forget the reason why Shizi asked us to come here!" The woman reluctantly put the knife back into the scabbard and glared at Zhuang Shiyan viciously.