Chapter 838 Pet sister is addicted to jealousy (6)
Xuan Zhao spat out a die on the spot, hurt so much, wanted to fight back, but found that he couldn't move his arms at all.
Dislocated.
Xuan Yu's eyes turned cold, and he swung his palm like a wind, and slashed at the young man.
The young man sneered, and punched Xuan Yu back a dozen steps.
Xuan Yin is on fire, although he doesn't like Xuan Yu and Xuan Zhao very much, but he is his own brother after all, how can he allow others to bully him? Xuanyin kicked up and kicked at the boy!
The young man threw a punch and rushed forward fiercely.
Xuanyin's half of his body went numb suddenly, and he lost consciousness for a second. The boy was not much better, and his whole arm suddenly swelled up.
"Rong Lin."
"Xiao Yin!"
Rong Qing and Xuan Yu spoke at the same time and stopped them.
The boy snorted coldly, and returned to Rong Qing. Rong Qing looked at the boy's slightly trembling arm, knowing that he had met an opponent. If we really want to fight, it is not certain who will win and who will lose, and besides, there is no need to fight.
Xuan Yu looked at Xuan Zhao who was about to faint from the pain, then at Xuan Yin who was slightly stiff on one side, a glimmer of darkness passed in his eyes, he turned to look at Rong Qing and said, "I will not forget the debt of hurting my brother." Come on, although I am very grateful to you for saving Ning Yue, it doesn't mean you can bully my brother."
The boy didn't take his threat seriously at all: "Cut! Who is afraid of you? If you have the ability, you three go together!"
Rong Qing held down the young man's hand, looked at Xuan Yu without anger and prestige, and said, "I will also give you this sentence. You know what you did to my sister. I also want to find this debt." You count!"
Xuan Yu's eyes froze for a moment.
Rong Qing's cold eyes fell on the dying Xuan Zhao: "You should be glad that Rong Lin showed mercy to you."
Lao Tzu is about to die, is this still called being merciful?
"I am sleepy."
After Rong Qing finished speaking lightly, the boy pushed him back into the room. In the process of treating Ning Yue, Ning Yue mumbled a lot in sleep, knowing what he should know and what he shouldn't know.
Xuan Yin, Xuan Yu, and Sikong Shuo, those who bullied her sister, he will not let go of any of them!
As for Sikong Jing and Sikong Cheng's little fellows, let my sister play with her slowly.
My sister is still so young, there must be some toys, right?
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In the cold and silent bedroom, the light was dim, Sikong Shuo leaned obliquely on the bench, his jade-like hands touched the little Yueyue in his arms one after another, his eyes were as deep as a lake, with a faint cold light.
The old **** took small steps and presented a bowl of decoction: "Master, drink medicine instead."
Sikong Shuo frowned imperceptibly, took the bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.
The old **** packed up the medicine bowl and was about to leave, when Sikong Shuo suddenly said, "Is she alright?"
The old **** was stunned for a moment, and then realized that the lord was referring to Ma Ningyue. Fu lowered his body and said, "I'm out of danger, but I'm still very weak. I don't want to eat, and I can't get out of bed. I just sleep all day long."
"Snooze like you." Sikong Shuo squeezed the little Yueyue in his arms, then looked at the old eunuch, and said casually, "Is Rong Qing here?"
"Yes, Rong Qing arrived at the last moment, but fortunately he was rescued." The old **** said.
Sikong Shuo sneered: "Have you found out Rong Qing's identity?"
The old **** said: "The old slave showed his portrait to Taifu Zhang, and Taifu Zhang said...it looks like the eldest son of the Ma family, Ma Keqing, who has been dead for eleven years."
"So it's him? No wonder, no wonder!" The arc of Sikong Shuo's lips widened, "I have never paid attention to anyone in my life. He is the first and the last."
(end of this chapter)