Chapter 116 Angry

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"You are shameless. Not to mention robbing my man's things, you forced my father to kowtow and bleed. You are really not a thing!"

This sentence is round, full of the indignation of an ignorant girl, as crisp as a deep valley warbler, ringing in the empty hall.

Everyone in the hall took a cold breath. A young man in the later stage of foundation scolded a shameless elder in the later stage of Yuanying. Who has ever seen it? No! But today, Wu Xiurong's seemingly ignorant but tough behavior shocked their hearts. A thunder on the ground made everyone unable to recover.

"Bold!" With a delicate shout, Chu Xiaowei behind Huan Yu made a sound. This thirteen-four-year-old little girl with rare thunder attributes was deeply favored by Huan Yu. Even the people around her also took care of her. Although she was young, she was quite organic. She understood that these so-called respectful care came from the master Huan Yu, and naturally treated Huan Yu. Yu's intimacy is abnormal. At this time, it's just a pleasing thought. After all, she is very young and doesn't understand the stingy and care about the face of the adult world.

Sure enough, Huan Yu, who had a frosty face and gloomy like water, heard the words with a slightly comfortable expression, but still snorted coldly, "Xiao Wei, go and slap her face. As a teacher, you want to see how hard her little mouth is!"

"Yes, Master!" Chu Xiaowei's small face was happy and the corners of his mouth were upturned. The master did not blame me for speaking out, but asked me to kill the woman with sharpness. So it seemed that his behavior was really pleasing to the master.

She gently moved her body and walked out from behind Huan Yu. Her little face was already cold, and her pace was not rushed, reserved and proud.

Wu Tailai's eyes were dull like a puppet. He knelt on the ground and no longer kowtowed. His face was gray and powerless. His heart was as gray, and he was unable to stop anything.

Huan Yu has always been a nightmare for all Qianyu's affiliated families. His wrists are vicious and iron-blooded are ruthless. He once slaughtered eight families without asking the reason, and nearly 10,000 people died in his hands. Now his daughter's offensive words are tantamount to seeking a dead end and dragging the whole Wu family into the water. This had to make Wu Tailai's fear and panic reach the extreme and appear insensitive.

Chu Xiaowei walked down step by step and approached Wu Xiurong. Everyone saw it and didn't say a word. Her footsteps are very light, but in this silent and audible hall, she looks extremely clear, step by step as if stepping in everyone's hearts. With the rhythm of the heartbeat, the sound of footsteps seems relaxed and powerful.

Wu Xiurong heard Huan Yu's words and understood that the girl in front of her who was two years younger than her came to teach her a lesson. She was ignorant but not stupid. She understood that this was a means of humiliating herself, but she was not afraid. Even if her father around her had ignored her, she still had her own man beside her. She believed that Zhang Yan would not watch Chu Xiaowei humiliate herself, just as she couldn't bear to watch Zhang Yan being bullied by the people in the hall. In fact, these are superfluous. She can still deal with it herself. Chu Xiaowei in front of her only started her mid-term cultivation. How could she be afraid of her in the later stage of foundation building?

Thinking of this, Wu Xiurong smiled brightly at Zhang Yan and said in a careless tone, "Don't worry, I'll come by myself. Just watch how your mother-in-law picks up this yellow-haired girl, ah~"

Zhang Yan was stunned and smiled at the corners of his mouth. Seeing everything, what Wu Xiurong did was almost for himself. How could he watch Chu Xiaowei hurt Wu Xiurong? What about Huan Yu's order? At this moment, the situation is coming. Even if you are like a trapped beast, you still have to fight!

Qingchuan beside him frowned and said silently.

"Bat her! With me, no one can stop it. Huan Yu snorted coldly and glanced at Zhang Yan coldly, which was self-evident.

This sentence is sandwiched with a frost knife and ice sword, which is domineering and fierce. He knocked on Zhang Yan's heart door. He had already carried Zhenyuan all over his body, but he was stirred by the trace of pressure of this sentence, and Zhenyuan almost collapsed. In endless sk, he watched Chu Xiaowei's slender and long right hand shake fiercely on the unmovable Wu Xiurong's jade cheek.

The heavy applause resounded through the hall. Wu Xiurong's white, tender and slippery little face had five clear red fingerprints. The hot feeling was not only burning on Wu Xiurong's cheeks, but also rose and roared at the bottom of Zhang Yan's heart. Qingchuan's cold eyes beside him were wary, Zhenyuan in his body was scattered, Zhang Yan's mind buzzed, and the consternation and tears on Wu Xiurong's face made his anger completely ignite. His face was still calm, but the golden whirlpool in his eyes was soaring crazily, and a trace of fierce and irritable color swarmed out.

Puff, four consecutive crisp sounds like broken glass, Chu Xiaowei was reserved and proud, his little hands were fast and fast, and his four slaps were connected in one go. Wu Xiurong was like a puppet whose limbs were firmly nailed. His little face was beaten red, the corners of his mouth were swollen, and a trace of blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. Her big dark and bright eyes were full of grievance and resentment, and hot tears poured down to the ground. The simple and bright color just now disappeared, and the already messy green silk was scattered like winter weeds.

Under the gray robe, her body struggled violently, but was imprisoned on the ground by Huan Yu's magic words. She was not hesitated by a girl who was two years younger than herself and had a few lower levels of cultivation than herself. She resolutely hit her in the face. Although Wu Xiurong did not care about any face beside Zhang Yan, in full view of the public, she Like a proud little woman who wanted to fight against her rivals with her strength and beauty, her face problem was raised to an incredible height, but all this was blocked by external forces, instantly fragmented, and her face was smashed by slaps one by one. The battlefield failed, and her heart was not as painful as a knife at this time.

Even if everyone was prepared in the hall, they were still shocked by Chu Xiaowei's ruthless face and stunned by Wu Xiurong's miserable appearance at this time. It must have been Huan Yu who took action and imprisoned the girl, otherwise she would not have been beaten so passively.

"Get out!" Zhang Yan's breath was extremely violent, breaking through Huan Yu's invisible pressure. The vast golden light Buddha yuan surged out like lightning. He was caught off guard in Qingchuan. He suddenly came to Chu Xiaowei and slapped Chu Xiaowei's beautiful face fiercely. He had seen this little daughter. When Qianyu was apprentices that day, the thunder on her body rolled into the sky. At that time, I was still happy that she was appreciated by Qianyu. Unexpectedly, she took such a fierce action at this moment. Naturally, this slap came out with all his heart.

Chu Xiaowei was slapped out more than ten feet by Zhang Yan's angry slap, and was pulled back to his side by Huan Yu, who had returned to his mind in midair.

"Master, I, it's so... uncomfortable." Chu Xiaowei's small face remained reserved. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood continuously, he looked pale and abnormally. His voice was intermittent, and his eyes flashed with low hatred, and then fainted in Huan Yu's arms.

Huan Yu's gloomy face was about to drip water. He casually took out an elixir and stuffed it into Chu Xiaowei's mouth and gave her to Zhan Mengbai behind him. Huo Ran turned his head, the roots of his white beard and silver hair fluttered in the air, his eyes were like lightning, and the amazing breath of Yuanying in the later period spewed out.

The Qianyu Hall swept in like a storm, with hurricanes and airflows rolling around. Everyone suffocated and staggered back a few steps uncontrollably.

The other three elders beside Huan Yu looked atonish one after another. They knew that the eldest brother was really angry at this time. The emperor was angry and bleed, not to mention a high-level monk who regarded mortals like ants in the later stage of Yuanying?

They stared silently at Zhang Yan, who was holding Wu Xiurong and whispering at this time. Their faces were expressionless, but their hearts twitched fiercely. Just now, the golden light on Zhang Yan's body was exposed, and his vast and bright breath was exactly the same as the vision of the golden lotus in Wanzhong Mountain. Has this son been inherited by the Buddha? Thinking of this, even with their withered hearts, they became hot.

After Zhang Yan slapped Chu Xiaowei, he hugged Wu Xiurong, who almost fell to the ground, gently brushed the red and swollen color on her little face, and there were bursts of tingling in her heart. Huan Yu was even more resentful. A high-ranking monk in the late Yuanying period dealt with a little girl, which was shameless and despicable.

Wu Xiurong's tears were blurred, and she was exhausted to the extreme. She stretched out her little hand and firmly grasped Zhang Yan's hand that stroked her cheek, gently put it in her heart. The corners of her mouth were bloody, but she smiled gently. Then her delicate eyebrows wrinkled, and her face gushed out pain. She was bound by Huan Yu's air machine, and she had been struggling hard and was by Chu Xiao Wei slapped several times, and the emotions of anger and pain in his heart were stirred and had nowhere to vent. At this time, he was held in Zhang Yan's arms and found that a strong fatigue surged to his body and mind. His limbs seemed to have lost consciousness and his eyelids were as thick as lead.

But she still struggled to widen her eyes and looked at the gloomy and painful color on Zhang Yan's face, and all the grievances and resentment in her heart turned into a thick sweetness.

"I hurt my father and hurt you. In fact, you don't have to listen to me. I don't care if you give your things to anyone." Her voice was still crisp, with a trace of hoarseness and weakness. Seeing that Zhang Yan was about to open her mouth, she stretched out her finger and gently pressed it on Zhang Yan's lips.

"Shh, listen to me, I don't know if I can still live, but you have to promise me that even if you die, you will take me away. I hate it here and all the people here who bully us. They are all bad guys, right?

Wu Xiurong smiled gently, her big eyes were dim, turned her head, and weakly pointed to Zhang Tailai and his wife who were sleeping on the ground. Then she continued, "Man, I am your mother-in-law, then they are also my uncle and aunt. Tell them that I am your daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, or I will not be reconciled."

"There is one last thing, you have to promise me."

Zhang Yan felt sorry and had a bad feeling. Wu Xiurong's words were like making a will. Did she read it wrong? She had suffered incurable injuries in her body?