Chapter 504

"Well, I hope you can do what you say." Ji Qingshang snorted scornfully.

Ling he looked up at Ji Qingshang and said, "we're going to take the lady's throne."

Ji Qingchang almost didn't make a sound when he heard it. "You say take it away? How can monsoon smoke be said to be a member of our family? How can her throne be taken away by you people? Don't dream. "

Linghe frowned. "What do you do to miss Ji, you know, no matter what, we can't leave her in Ji's place."

Ji Qingshang smiled disapprovingly. "It's just a broken spirit seat. Do you really think it's rare for our Ji family? It's just a pity to see her smoke. " Ji Qingchang said this on her mouth, but she knew that no matter how disgusted she was with monsoon smoke, she could not agree with Ling He's demands.

Monsoon smoke is also Ji's family. It's also the exterminator of Ji's family. If you let others know that the spirit of monsoon smoke is taken out of Ji's family, then they will be stabbed in the back.

"Ji Qingshang, I don't want to argue with you about the funeral of the young lady. You can't worship her properly if you leave her in your Ji's house." Linghe road.

Ji Qingshang said: "yes, we didn't plan to sacrifice well. Anyway, people are dead. What else do you want? It's good to leave it at home and have a place to put it. You want to pick and choose? Linghe, don't take yourself too seriously. When the monsoon smoke was there, I gave you a third of face. But now the monsoon smoke is long gone. What do you think you are? Still have the face to shout in our season home? You deserve it! "

"We can't give you the Lingwei of monsoon smoke. Even if it's rotten in our seasonal home, you don't want to touch it!" Ji Qingchang said that the more vicious, I wish I could return all the humiliation I had suffered in monsoon smoke.

Linghe and others were angry with jiqingshang's gesture, and their faces turned blue. In the event of the funeral of monsoon smoke, none of the elders of Ji's family appeared, even jimubai didn't show their faces, but Ji Linglong and jiqingshang, two girls, came to do perfunctory work. They could bear it. However, when they thought that the soul of jifengyan would be tortured in Ji's family in the future, they could bear it anyway I can't stand it!

Just as Ling He and others were about to jump out and confront Ji Qingshang, a voice with a little coldness sounded suddenly beside the ears of all the people.

"Jiqingshang, you are really itchy. What's the matter? Do you really think I'm dead? "

Suddenly the voice appeared, let everyone in a moment stupefied.

Ji Qingshang is full of energy. Subconsciously, she turns around and looks at the slim figure that appears at the entrance of the hall.

"Season Monsoon smoke?! " Ji Qingshang's mouth is incredibly open.

At the entrance of the hall, is that the monsoon smoke offered at the funeral?

The monsoon smoke slowly walked into the hall, looked at the memorial tablet with his name written on it, and his brow was not raised slightly.

"Ah, Ji's family is very kind to me. They didn't come back in a few months, so they offered me up?"

The appearance of monsoon smoke was beyond everyone's expectation. Ji Qingchang's face turned pale in an instant. Ji Linglong and Ling he were shocked when they saw monsoon smoke, but more joy was hidden.