Just then, I heard a brush, as if something was flying out of the room.

Chu Xiaomo's pupil suddenly shrinks, and he quickly hides next to Wen ruoqing. Kankan avoids the attack.

Of course, Wen ruoqing also saw the sudden attack, and his chest suddenly fluctuated.

She broke away from Chu Xiaomo's arms, walked quickly to the front, looked at the arrow feather shot into the bamboo forest and pulled it out of the ground.

Old fashioned, stabbing people in the back!

How angry!

The fierce look in Wen ruoqing's eyes flashed by.

She strode to the door, Yelled at the dark room: "People inside, do you want to do this? Stabbing people behind their backs is the rule of your clan. If others are afraid of you, I'm not afraid of you! Old fashioned, old witch, you killed my father and my mother. Do you still want to kill me now? You've got so many lives on your hands. Aren't you afraid of those evil spirits crawling out of the ground to settle accounts with you in the middle of the night? If I die today, I'll die Yes, it will turn into a fierce ghost to come to you! "Oh..."

If Wen ruoqing still wants to scold, his mouth has been covered by Chu Xiaomo.

Her apricot eyes blinked, her mouth could not speak, and her hands were not idle. She threw the arrow in her hand fiercely.

At this time, Wen ruoqing only felt a gust of Yin wind. Before she could see clearly, a woman in a white skirt suddenly appeared in front of her.

The long hair of the shawl was blown by the wind, a face was full of cold, and a pair of old eyes locked her tightly, like an angel from hell trying to take her life.

This man is

"Patriarch!"

Without waiting for Wen ruoqing to come back to his senses, Chu Xiaomo beside him has cried out and let go of Wen ruoqing with respect on his face.

So this man is that damn old-fashioned!

Wen ruoqing stared at the woman in front of her and didn't disobey her.

The man looked like he was under 40, but he looked passable. The cheekbones on his cheeks were a little high, and his eyes were very sharp. At first glance, he was not easy to get along with.

Mei Chaofeng!

Wen ruoqing blinked and wondered why he remembered the name.

At this time, the clan's long hair was fluttering, and his whole body was emitting bursts of cold. If he kept his nails longer, wouldn't he be Mei Chaofeng, the disciple of dongxie described by Jin Yong?

Thinking of this, Wen ruoqing couldn't help laughing.

Seeing this, the smell of the woman opposite is colder.

"What are you laughing at?"

The woman's voice is a little hoarse, with the dignity of the superior, which makes people shudder.

If others listen, they will be silent.

But Wen ruoqing grew up in the Wen family. What kind of characters have he never seen.

Therefore, she has no fear of this person.

"Oh, nothing. I just think you look like a person, a traitor who... Once betrayed the school."

Don't blame the enemy who killed her father for being rude to her!

"You!"

The woman's face sank, and the two bodyguards next to her stepped forward and glared at Wen Ruo.

It's like if a woman gives an order, they can break Wen ruoqing into pieces.

Chu Xiaomo's forehead opposite was covered with cold sweat.

But he still pulled wenruoqing behind him and opened his mouth humbly, "patriarch, Xinger is young and not sensible. Please don't see her for the sake of her dead father."

For the dead father's sake!

The woman stared at Wen ruoqing coldly, touched her apricot eyes, and finally didn't order to use force against her.

"For your father's sake, I can spare you from death, but you must obey the rules of the family in the future. When you go back, put on the veil for me and read the rules of the family until you remember them all. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"