Chapter 961, Mulling (7)

"You woman, is there any conscience?" Mu Huan turned to look at the wind, and his eyes were full of anger. "My mother is already so miserable, do you want to stimulate her?"

The smile of the wind gradually disappeared: "She is miserable? She is short of broken arms, or is it better to break through to the holy warrior and then return to the spirit warrior? She has a bad family? I don't care if she is deliberate It’s undoubted that she’s so bad to the old man! It’s bad to cry a few wrong things, isn’t it too light!”

Mu Huan gnashed his teeth: "What about you?"

"Take a two-hundred stick, from the little boy of the Mujia Shaozhu to the sputum, and as for other punishments, I will think again..."

"The wind is like a dump! Don't be too much!" Mu Huan angered, hateful.

Hey!

Her voice just fell, and her face was hit hard.

A blood spurted out, with a tooth, and her half face was red and swollen, and her eyes became more angry and resentful.

The wind is like a hand holding the South String: "In fact, for the waste of Mu Huan, I can shoot it myself. You don't have to do it, it's not worth it."

Mu Huan’s desire to split, and his eyes are red.

This **** monk actually smeared her as a waste!

"okay."

After the Nanxian calmly responded, he waved his sleeves again. A powerful fan of the wind was on Mu Huan's face, and she spurted her out of the blood again.

I can promise you any request, but if I don't do it, I will look at my own mood.

Someone is murdering you, just can't!

Yesterday at the banquet, he endured for a long time because of the wind.

I don’t want to endure now!

The wind is like watching the South String, and I feel that this proud national teacher is more lovely than the past.

"South String!"

Muling was silent for half a time: "Southern string, scorn is good, your mother, your woman doing this with her?"

The South String said calmly: "That will kill."

Then it will kill...

Muling’s face froze. He held his fist in his death and tried to get angry several times. After all, he still endured all the anger.

His hand clenched Chen’s waist tightly, as if he was quietly pacifying him.

Muling really can only be silently appeased, because he dare not say anything, otherwise, under the anger of the South String, he and Chen Guangyu will certainly die here.

This counter, everything is done!

"Ling Ge," Chen flicked a bitterly and shook his head. "I'm fine. It's really something I got wrong. I already know it wrong, but they don't believe it should be, I I am willing to accept any punishment, but I don’t want to make Lingge you embarrassed."

Chen Lizhen did not say this, but when she fell, she let Muling’s heart tremble, and the distressed arm slammed him harder.

He sometimes hopes that contempt can not be so sensible, but... her sensible patience always makes him feel bad.

But this is contempt.

Everyone is considered for others, in order to admire the peace of mind, at the expense of themselves.

So... how can he be willing to blame her?

Su Yi made a look to the next person beside him: "Take her up immediately, and beat the two hundred sticks as I said."

The next person looks at each other and does not dare to move.

In any case, Chen Lijun is the most loved woman of the Lord. Let them go to the scornful lady and give them a hundred courage.

(End of this chapter)