Chapter 585

Chen Sanqiu is lying on the ground with his body standing upright. Wang Tuo takes Chen Sanqiu's legs and drags Chen Sanqiu directly to the outside of the hall. He doesn't care about the protruding stones, earth pits and wood on the ground!

"Bang bang"

Chen Sanqiu's head

Leng Rushun grinned when she saw Wang Tuo dragging Chen Sanqiu out of the hall like ordinary trash!

Although with Chen Sanqiu has such and such festival, such and such unhappy!

However, first of all, it's someone I know. Second, it's my ex husband. Third, Chen Sanqiu is also the leader of Tianshan sword sect. He is a disciple of Tianshan sword sect!

Seeing Chen Sanqiu being dragged by Wang Zhuo is like dragging garbage. No matter whether Chen Sanqiu will be hurt or not, he will drag it out!

Ma Dan, uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it!

Leng Rushun immediately came to Wang's body with an angry face and stopped him: "although you are the eldest lady of xiaoyaomen, Chen Sanqiu is also the leader of Tianshan sword sect. How can you do this to him?"

Wang Chou Chou took a cold look and said, "what can I do with you? Do you think you have the right to be in charge of me here? "

With that, Wang looked at lengrushuang with disdain: "remember, this is not Tianshan sword sect, this is Xiaoyao gate, oh, right."

Wang Zhuo suddenly smiles, turns his head to Leng Rushuang and says, "it seems that even in Tianshan sword sect, you have no right to control me. Tut Tut, your ancestors are still in a coma, and you still want to come here to chase men. Tut tut."

Wang Zhuo sneered at Leng Rushun, and said lengrushun with a blush.

Beating people in the face and killing people in the heart, Wang Zhuo said Leng Rushun in a word, which made him feel ashamed. He blushed, bit his silver teeth, and looked at Wang Zhuo. Although he was angry, lengrushun couldn't refute his words.

Because what Wang said was true.

He met Zhen Xiaoyao in the capital at that time. At that time, Zhen Xiaoyao took care of him in every way, making Leng Rushuang lose his soul. Thinking that his ancestors could not take care of him, he was not a big problem, so he followed Zhen Xiaoyao to Xiaoyao gate.

By Wang Zhuo's words, Leng Rushuang can't help worrying about his ancestors.

Wang Zhuo looked at the cold frost with disdain, and then walked up the mountain like a corpse.

Along the way, the steps made of stone are simply beautiful.

"Bang bang."

Chen Sanqiu's head and the steps made of stone had a fierce close contact, playing a beautiful Concerto.

Chen Sanqiu

Leng Rushun looks at Chen Sanqiu being pulled up the mountain by Wang Zhuo. She bites her teeth, but she is angry. Even if Chen Sanqiu makes herself uncomfortable, makes herself uncomfortable and sad, how can Chen Sanqiu be the leader of Tianshan sword sect? How can she be made by Wang Zhuo?

After stamping his feet, Leng rushes to Wang Zhuo immediately, trying to stop him. He really can't help himself. He goes to Wang Zhuo's residence with Chen Sanqiu, who is now like a dead dog.

Wang Zhuo is ugly, and his mind is very vicious. Just now, Wang Zhuo pulled Chen Sanqiu on the ground and took Chen Sanqiu as garbage. This is definitely a vicious woman.

Leng Rushun decided in her heart that no matter what, she couldn't let Wang Zao treat Chen Sanqiu like this.

Like a dead dog, he was dragged on the ground by Wang Zhuo. When it came out, he lost a person. Even the face of Tianshan sword sect was lost.

Leng rushes to Wang Chou like frost and takes two steps.

Suddenly someone reached out and patted Leng Rushun's shoulder behind him. Lengrushun was so scared that he looked back and saw Zhen Xiaoyao frowning. Standing behind lengrushun, he asked lengrushun, "Rushun, what's the matter? What do you want to do? "

Leng Rushun's face turned red and said to Zhen Xiaoyao, "I, I can't bear to see Wang Tuo dragging Chen Sanqiu like that."

Zhen Xiaoyao suddenly changed his face, frowned at Leng Rushun and asked, "are you worried about Chen Sanqiu, pity Chen Sanqiu? Or do you actually like Chen Sanqiu in your heart? "

Hearing that Zhen Xiaoyao was angry, he looked up and saw that Zhen Xiaoyao's face was cold. He was as cold as frost.

Hastily to Zhen Xiaoyao said: "no, not like that, how can I like Chen Sanqiu, just, just."

Leng Rushuang wants to explain, but he can't explain clearly. The more unclear the explanation is, the more anxious he is. Finally, seeing the disappointed expression in Zhen Xiaoyao's eyes, lengrushuang is about to cry.

Eyes suddenly a red, tears constantly in the orbit.

"Elder martial brother Xiaoyao, listen to me. Wuwu, it's not what you think. I'm just a disciple of Tianshan sword sect. I don't want Chen Sanqiu to be humiliated like that." Leng Rushun is crying and explaining to Zhen Xiaoyao.

But Zhen Xiaoyao still looked at the cold frost with a disappointed look, sighed, waved his sleeve, turned his head and looked at the back of Wang Chou, who was very imperious: "why, you don't like me alone."

In the heart secretly sighed a breath, turned round to float to leave.

Leng Rushuang sees Zhen Xiaoyao leave so easily. She suddenly burst into tears. She turns her head and looks at Chen Sanqiu, and then at Zhen Xiaoyao who leaves so easily.

It's as cold as frost. Now I don't know what to do.

Wuwu, what should I do? What should we do? Is it going to chase the angry Zhen Xiaoyao?

Or to insist on their own ideas, to stop Wang Chou, save Chen three autumn?

Sobbing.

Leng Rushun had been struggling for a long time, and then he made up his mind to chase Wang Zhuo first. Wang Zhuo can't just drag the leader of Tianshan sword Sect on the ground like a dead dog. Absolutely not.

Leng Rusheng got up and ran after him.

At this time, Wang Tuo took Chen Sanqiu to the top of the mountain. All the way to the edge of the cliff, Wang took a breath and took a look at Chen Sanqiu who was still half dead on the ground.

"Tut Tut, it's quite powerful." Wang said something inexplicably.

Then he took Chen Sanqiu's wrist and threw Chen's body under the cliff.

At this time, cold as frost just ran up, see this scene, the whole person, a heart is cold, will be broken.

Cold as frost feeling, even just Zhen Xiaoyao left, did not let himself so heartbroken, so cold heart.

"Wang Zhuo, you are crazy."

"Grass, you are so ugly. Do you really want to kill me?"