All of a sudden, the strong man stumbled towards the front when he was swept by the wind.
Not long eyes of the hit under the whip of another person, immediately be whipped skin and flesh, cover the whip mark on the face and howl miserably.
There was silence in and out of the hall.
Because of this sudden scene, all of them stopped laughing and looked at the past in surprise.
Sitting in the main hall, Jing accompanies the couple, the head of the shuntianfu mansion, and looks at the arbor party in different places.
Geng Pengcheng, the head of Shuntian mansion, looks like a middle-aged man who is nearly 50 years old. His temples are slightly bald, his eyebrows are thick and his eyes are wide, and his eagle eyes are bright. When he looks at the trees, his eyes of inspection are full of deterrent power.
Feng Shi, the imperial master of the desperate palace sitting beside him, left a trace of fishtail on his eyes and several fine lines on his neck. Although the makeup was very delicate, it failed to completely cover up the traces of years on his face. Instead, it was a pair of black eyes, which were very beautiful and bright.
The arbor looks at the young and strong man who falls to the ground and covers his face painfully.
With a slight movement of fingers, a green vine came out of the wrist and "Shua" cut the stake in front of him.
As soon as the vines rise, they hold a thin figure.
The next moment, will be the black and thin 11-year-old scene young boy, to drag to their own side.
There were several whiplash marks on the child's face, and his body was covered with wounds. His legs were twisted abnormally, as if he had been interrupted alive.
The cold and fierce eyes of the tree fell on the big man who started beating people.
"Scum!" Countless vines came out of the feet of the strong man, as if thousands of vipers had entered the body of the big man.
"Ah!" Suddenly, the great man was hit with all his strength by a fourth level spiritual master. How could he stand it? He cried out in a loud voice on the spot.
Geng Pengcheng, the Lord of shuntianfu, stood up and called out, "this must be a student of a top college. If you have anything to say, please say it well!"
"Who am I, you don't know? Why do you have to pretend again? " The tree coldly interrupts Geng Pengcheng's hypocritical words, and there is no mood fluctuation on his face.
The little girl's eyes, full of contempt and ridicule, are very uncomfortable.
Geng Pengcheng endured, pretending to smile, "it seems that you have some misunderstanding about our Lord. I...... "
"Kara!" Originally hanging on the bramble, the strong man suddenly fell from above and fell heavily to the ground, which also interrupted Geng Pengcheng's words.
There was a dead silence in the lobby.
Geng mansion Lord's eyelids, with a tiny jump, the heart is a little sullen.
The little girl was too bold, and it was exactly in line with the news from her subordinates.
What a domineering, spoiled little girl movie!
Originally, I wanted to give them a small xiamawei. However, xiamawei didn't give it out, but his subordinates were killed in court.
Hateful! Geng Pengcheng's face suddenly darkened, and he looked at the tree with a thin, angry face. "What are you doing?"
The tree didn't care for him, so he put the black and thin child on the ground and reached out to deal with the broken leg injury for him.
"Ha ha." At this time, Geng Pengcheng was the first to walk down a young man in Chinese costume. He was pretty and handsome, but his chin was very thin, his skin was too white, and he seemed to be morbid all year round.