I didn't expect that Xi'er's hands were so compatible with him. As long as they were held together, there would be no gaps. It was really a happy thing.

Young Master Ling's anger was aroused by him in a few words, but he could not take action.

Duanmu Ming irritated him again and again, just to know what his strength was after he lifted the seal. It was not yet time yet, and it would never be exposed.

"Are you qualified to ride a donkey and read the songbook?" His teeth chewed. After stepping out of the gate of the Huangdian, he turned around and stared at Duanmu Ming in a sinister way and said, "I will let you taste the taste of life worse than death!"

His threat could not produce any lethality to Duanmu Ming.

"I'm just thinking that way!"

He lifted his eyelids and just glanced at him calmly and then lowered them again.

For his threats of hard work, I would like to give him a look.

The force on Young Master Ling's hand increased again, and a muffled groan sounded from the side. It turned out that he was holding Helian Ling's wrist, and the force directly broke her wrist.

"Young master, it hurts!"

Helianling kept holding back the pain, and then couldn't help it before making a sound. She looked at the man beside her with a pitiful and coquettish voice.

A hint of impatient flashed in Young Master Ling's eyes. This woman looked quite smart, but when compared with Jun Qianxi, one was a fool and the other was a genius.

That look pretty, but compared with Jun Qianxi, one is a vulgar fan and the other is a beautiful and unrestrained person.

Thinking of this, his anger that he had tried his best to suppress was ignited again. His background was obviously stronger than Duanmu Ming, so why couldn't he get a woman like Jun Qianxi?

When you get angry, the force on your hands becomes even stronger.

"ah!"

Helianling screamed, and her wrist was crushed.

This scream made Young Master Ling wake up from his anger, but when you feel that someone hates, the more you look at him, the more you hate him.

The whip marks on Helian Ling's face had not yet disappeared, and they were so bloody that it was terrifying.

The look of crying is not as pleasing as it is, but it makes people feel disgusted.

"Can't you resist the luck and spiritual power?" Young Master Ling's voice was cold, and his face was completely gone.

Helian Ling was stunned for a moment and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and nodded: "Young master, don't blame yourself, Ling'er is fine!"

She had seen this expression. After Jun Qianxi was injured, Mu Ming looked like this. She used to be very envious, but now she finally got it.

But she didn't expect that even if Duanmu Ming was angry, he would not attack Jun Qianxi. His expression was always gentle, and there would be no trace of blame in his tone. His anger would explode towards the enemy.

The disgust in Young Master Ling's eyes became deeper. This woman was indeed an self-righteous idiot. What qualifications did she have to make him feel guilty and blame himself?

This disgust was engraved in his heart, but he hid it very well.

He released his spiritual power to warm Helian Ling's shattered wrist and whispered: "Don't be so stupid next time!"

Helian Ling nodded vigorously, and everyone could feel the excited expression.

The so-called authorities are confused and the bystanders are clear, and Mr. Ling treats her clearly how others see clearly.

The ancestor of the Helian family wanted to speak but he held it back. No matter whether Mr. Ling's favor for Helian Ling was true or false, he should think it was true now. In this way, perhaps he could get some benefits from it.

After they all left Huang Palace, Jun Qianxi looked at the little soldier and asked, "Is there really no treasure in this palace?"
Chapter completed!