Pang Junde is almost crazy!

What kind of pervert is this!

Why did more than 20 people rush to the end without even causing any confusion?

He originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos to leave here, but now it's better, as if nothing happened, everything is back to the point...

"How do you want to solve him?" Ling Yunting looked at Mu Zhiqing and asked slowly.

Pang Junde only felt that he was waiting for the sentence of death, but he asked Mu Zhiqing's opinion calmly.

It didn’t look like he was judging his life or death, it was more like asking Mu Zhiqing how to cook this dish...

Mu Zhiqing glanced at Pang Junde faintly, and a ruthless look filled her eyes.

From the first meeting in the restaurant, Pang Junde kept asking her for trouble.

Originally, she didn't take this guy to heart, so she just had to teach it, but she didn't expect the other party to be so vicious, she really had no extra compassion.

Ling Yunting was already aware of Mu Zhiqing's expression.

"I know."

Pang Junde has been eavesdropping with his ears erect, you know?

He didn't hear Mu Zhiqing say anything, how could he know this?

Feeling that the crisis was approaching, he quickly turned around and knelt in front of Mu Zhiqing, snotting and tearing: "Girl, I was wrong, I was wrong."

"Just forgive me this time, I won't dare anymore."

Mu Zhiqing completely ignored Pang Junde's begging for mercy. The shameless face of this guy is still fresh in his memory. If it is let go today, I am afraid there will be countless troubles in the future.

Pang Junde saw that Mu Zhiqing ignored herself, and Dang even reached out his hand to try to hug her ankle.

He really didn't dare to plead with this murderous man.

It's just that he understands how much this man loves Mu Zhiqing, as long as Mu Zhiqing agrees to let go, he still has a chance to survive!

However, when Ling Yunting saw Pang Junde extending his hand to Mu Zhiqing, he kicked Pang Junde a few meters away.

"Oh...cough cough!"

The huge force almost made Pang Junde's chest kick through. He coughed violently with his hands covering his chest, his neck was red to his face, and his body curled up like a cooked shrimp.

"You can go die!"

Ling Yunting raised his big hand, and Pang Junde closed his eyes subconsciously.

However, a figure suddenly stood in front of Pang Junde, and even a sword light attack struck Ling Yunting!

"boom!"

That fierce sword aura was completely unbearable in front of Ling Yunting, and it was easily resolved in no time.

Mu Zhiqing took a look and realized that it was Uncle Qiu who had been defeated by her before.

Although her blow left Uncle Qiu with no room to fight back for the time being, it didn't cost him his life. He didn't expect that his recovery ability was quite fast, he had already recovered his mobility in such a short time.

"Master, I protect you!"

Uncle Qiu's face was extremely solemn, and this man was far stronger than anyone he had ever seen.

The most important thing is that at the age of the opponent, it is logically impossible to achieve such a terrible strength, but it happened in front of them...

"Uncle Qiu!"

Pang Junde looked at Uncle Qiu gratefully. If Uncle Qiu did not show up, he would have died!

The sarcasm in Ling Yunting's eyes grew stronger. After noticing the injury on Uncle Qiu's body, he looked at the injury on Zhiqing's body and instantly understood the source of the injury.