Everyone in the Qiao family praised Qiao Liuyun, who was young and successful, was not a tough guy. After breaking his hand, he couldn't stand the blow and completely lost the intention to continue fighting.

Xing Lian really couldn't get interested in such a man who was not seduced, so he once again turned his attention to Qiao Ningxi.

This is not good. If this continues, the woman will be sucked into her flesh and blood and die.

The star array flashed slightly in her eyes, and a little white light fell from her fingertips, gently covering the body of Wan Gu Zhe. Strangely, the extremely vigorous insect that had been sucking blood again felt the light, slowly stopped moving, squirmed lazily for a while, and then stopped moving.

Withdrawing the mysterious spiritual power, a few streams of light came from Xinglian's body, and he curled the woman's arms and dragged her back to the inner room. Now isn't it time for Qiao Juncheng to see his third daughter like this? As for the next step, Nangong Ru will definitely hide for her.

After doing everything, footsteps came from outside. It was obvious that the people from Qiao's house rushed over when they heard the movement.

Xing Lian smiled, looked at the door, raised his foot and kicked Qiao Liuyun away. When he landed again, he just rolled to Qiao Juncheng's feet who had just entered the yard.

"Liu...Liuyun..." Seeing the tragic appearance of the baby son, Qiao Juncheng was shocked for a moment, and immediately raised his head with anger on his face. When he saw the people inside clearly, he was stunned again.

What's the situation?

Is Qiao Liuyun's injury actually caused by Xinglian?

There was no timidity in Xing Lian's eyes. His usual cautious appearance no longer existed. She walked out openly and leaned over and saluted, "Dad."

"You...you..." Qiao Juncheng trembled all over and pointed a finger at her, but he couldn't speak for a long time.

Seeing the dead old man pointing his finger at him, a chill flashed in Xinglian's eyes, but he slowly restrained it, "Brother's hand was slashed by Xing'er."

She raised her head, neither humble nor arrogant, and even had a smug smile on the corner of her lips, like a bloodthirsty young wolf, cruel and fierce.

"Young Master..." Several servants following behind were also surprised. They quickly helped the half-unconscious man on the ground and carried him out, "Hurry up and pass the doctor, go to the palace to ask the imperial doctor..."

"And you, why are you standing there? You are still bleeding-stop pills, and you won't get it!"

The yard was in chaos, and no one dared to look up at the cowardly fifth lady who used to be. She didn't even dare to raise her head. With the name of sending Qiao Liuyun out for treatment, most of the people slipped away.

Xing Lian just smiled faintly, stood upright, slowly carrying his hands behind his back, with a arrogant expression, "What do you want to ask?"

She asked clearly, but she intended to use the patience of the cheap dad at the door like this, and she pretended to be stupid as a fun thing.

"Bastard, why did you hurt your brother? Liuyun is not right, just come here to judge me, why did you cut off his hand? Do you know that if one hand is missing, his future will be ruined!" Qiao Juncheng's chest fluctuated violently, and he almost roared and said this.

Of course, he knew that Liuyun had never had a good face to Xinglian, and he was also sure that this matter was caused by the two people's disagreement, but even if it was not, how could he cut off one of his hands?
Chapter completed!