Chapter 941 Muling beats (seven)

What's more, the wind is so arrogant and arrogant, what is it like to be like?

When was Master married?

I can think of Hai Rong’s attitude towards her, and all the words of Mu Huan have been swallowed up.

Today, Master is still annoyed with the act of her mother. It is obviously unwise to speak again now. When Master’s anger is gone, he will go to Caesar, and Master will still forgive her behavior after all...

"Hai Rong master," Mu Qingxi whispered, and the spirit of cleanliness, "It is not early, the banquet has begun, and Master Hai Rong has a meal."

"it is good."

Hairong smiled twice. Originally he should have left before, but the return of Suyi, coupled with his love for the wind, left him.

Muling looked at Hairong’s seat next to Suyi’s body. His throat was a bit hoarse and dry. He wanted to explain something, but because there were too many people on the table, those eyes were too glaring. All the words, he did not. Can explain it.

The banquet was finally officially started.

Let's bring in delicious food from outside the hall.

The people underneath whispered and looked at the eyes of the people of Mujia with contempt and contempt, which made people look like they were on their backs.

There are those wall grasses who want to lock their necks together as a tortoise, fearing that the wind will remember them.

"Right..." The wind slammed a bit, and asked with a smile. "Who said that I was intimidating them to do something about the family?"

The group of people who were still worried about it, their expressions were all solidified, and the surrounding air became thin and almost faint.

"Lolly, have you written down those names?"

Lolly waved her small book: "I remember it all."

"Well, I will provide these people to Fenglan. After that, these people will be listed on the first floor blacklist."

The medicinal meal on the first floor was in full swing, and the number of people who ran to taste it was endless.

Once they are blacklisted, don't say that they are the spirits, that is, they don't have their medicated diet.

Until then, the group of people knew the panic, and the eyes were full of pleading.

"Right..." The wind did not wait for those people to talk, and continued, "Since you said that I am intimidating you, then now I will force each of you to go to Fan Muling and Chen Guangyi a hundred slaps!"

Muling’s eyes are red and angry, and he said: “The wind is like a dump!”

At this moment, he forgot the purpose of the previous one, with a raging flame in his eyes.

He is the father of Nanxian. How dare she do this to him? What's more, how can you withstand the delicateness of this?

The wind slammed his mouth and turned to look at the south string: "South String, he fierce me."

The south string is faintly lifted, and in the moment of looking at Muling, the bottom of the eyes is murderous.

Yes!

In the eyes of his son, Mu Ling saw the killing!

His clenched fists were trembling, his good son, for a woman, wanted to kill his father.

Somehow, Mu Ling has a feeling that as long as the wind is like a word, the South String will definitely kill him!

"Two hundred slaps, one can not be less." South string no expression.

When he said this, he also looked at the wall grasses.

The strength of the group of grasses is not as good as that of Muling. Under the eyes of the South Strings, it is even cold. It seems that there is a huge hand holding their necks, and they will be killed in an instant.

If... they don’t agree with the South String, maybe... The South String will immediately kill them!

(End of this chapter)