Song Muting couldn't say the next words because Lu Yunhong's face was very gloomy and he looked at him like a fool!
Indeed, at this moment he felt that everything he said was superfluous.
But just when his voice gradually disappeared, the old man seemed to see a glimmer of hope and said quickly: "Lu Zhuangyuan, my granddaughter likes Mr. Song, so I offended you. Please show your kindness, our master will definitely remember it."
After hearing this, Song Muting became more and more sure that he was a fool.
At this time, he had no shame to look at Lu Yunhong.
At this time, Lu Yunhong directly mocked: "Since your master is so powerful, why didn't he tell you to get out before I arrived?"
The old man's eyes flashed, and he felt extremely regretful.
Three days ago, he received a message from Master Qi, telling them to leave quickly. Lu Yunhong was about to arrive at the palace.
But Miss Xiujun felt that since Lu Yunhong would come, Master Qi might also come, so she persisted.
Who knew it would be out of control now...
When Lu Yunhong saw that his old man was speechless, he knew that they were provoking him and treated him like a fool.
Lu Yunhong, who was filled with anger, pursed his lips, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Since you dare to appear in front of me, you should pay the price!"
After Lu Yunhong finished speaking, his eyes suddenly changed, and he raised his foot and kicked Xiuyun hard. This kick made the old man's eyes burst into tears. He quickly pushed Ji Yunwei away and went over to block Xiuyun...
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the old man fell hard from the courtyard wall. His internal organs seemed to be displaced, and he could not get up from the pain.
Xiujun looked at Lu Yunhong in disbelief. She didn't expect that he could be so vicious and take his life!
She said angrily: "Lu Yunhong, if you dare to kill us today, our master will kill your entire family in the future!"
The old man's expression suddenly changed, and he said angrily: "Xu Xiujun!"
When Xu Xiujun heard the old man's roar, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, and she finally restrained herself a little.
Lu Yunhong chewed on the three words "Xu Xiujun", and then said: "In this world, only the royal family can slaughter people all over the house. It seems that your master has a lot of background!"
The old man's eyes dimmed for a moment, which further confirmed Lu Yunhong's guess.
Xu Xiujun didn't dare to speak anymore. She finally understood Lu Yunhong's power.
But seeing the two silent people, Lu Yunhong was not going to let them go.
He said to Xu Xiujun: "Your master gave me a huge gift. In this case, I shouldn't let it down!"
After saying that, he took action again, this time he locked Xu Xiujun's neck straight, as if he disliked himself for not carrying a knife. The disgust in his eyes made Xu Xiujun full of resentment, wishing to die together with Lu Yunhong.
Ji Yunwei was frightened by Lu Yunhong's murderous appearance, and hurriedly hid behind Song Muting, unable to speak a complete sentence.
Song Muting was also shocked at this moment, but he did not dare to stop him.
But just when Lu Yunhong was about to cut off Xu Xiujun's neck, suddenly, a cloud of fireworks exploded in the sky above the small courtyard.
There were "bang bang bang" sounds one after another, and the movement was very loud.
With such a commotion, the people at the palace naturally saw it, and maybe someone would come soon.
Lu Yunhong hesitated for a moment, and his eyes briefly returned to clarity. At this moment, the struggling Xu Xiujun saw the hope of life, struggled hard, and was quickly thrown to the ground by Lu Yunhong.
She didn't care about rejoicing after the disaster, and quickly got up to help the old man, and the two of them escaped quickly.
Song Muting asked Lu Yunhong: "Are you going to chase me?"
Lu Yunhong grabbed a handful of grass and rubbed it in his hands, as if he hated the feeling of pinching someone. Finally, his hands smelled of grass, and he sneered coldly: "No, their help is here!"
Song Muting just felt that the fireworks exploded too suddenly. After hearing Lu Yunhong's words, he knew that these two people were indeed in a gang. For a moment, he didn't know what to say, so he could only say in a low voice: "I'm sorry!"
Lu Yunhong looked back at him, and that look was extremely contemptuous.
Song Muting felt like his face was on fire, pain and shame came over him, but he could do nothing.
Lu Yunhong looked at him for a while, and then his eyes fell on Ji Yunwei.
At this time, Ji Yunwei shrank his neck and lowered his head. He was feeling extremely guilty, but more importantly, he was afraid.
Lu Yunhong did not let them go, but said: "I thought I could give you a hand so that you can live more happily. But now it seems that how can the mud hold up the wall?"
"You...you should just be drunk and dreaming!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, his footsteps hitting Song Muting and Ji Yunwei heavily.
Those two people felt stiff all over, as if they were already half dead.
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With a "pop" sound, a loud slap fell on the silent dark room, causing the lamp shadow to sway.
Xu Xiujun's face was hit hard and turned sideways. She didn't know whether it was numbness or pain. She didn't turn her head for a long time.
Fan You's hand trembled and he didn't know whether he should continue.
On the small bed not far away, the old man hummed softly and gasped for mercy: "Master Qi, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have ignored Master Gu Qi's order and forced me to stay."
Zhou Ling was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a string of topaz rosary beads in his hand and playing with them. There was a shadow on his eyelids, making him look particularly gloomy.
Just listen to him say: "I have been in our Zhou family for decades. I didn't expect that I would be burdened by others at such a young age. This is the fault of our Zhou family."
"Fan You, take her out."
Fan You had just slapped Xu Xiujun, but he hesitated and did not move immediately.
But the next moment, he heard Master Qi say: "Kill him!"
There was silence in the room, as if you could hear a needle drop.
Xu Xiujun's tears fell and she shouted in disbelief: "Master Qi..."
Zhou Ling raised his head and smiled, but his eyes were particularly cold.
Just listen to him say: "Since the founding of the Yan Dynasty, do you know how many champions have been produced?"
Xu Xiujun lowered his head and whispered: "Thirty-seven."
Zhou Ling asked again: "Then do you know how many people have become famous at a young age and won the number one scholar in one fell swoop?"
Xu Xiujun clenched her fists and remained silent.
Zhou Ling sneered and said, "I have to be careful even when dealing with him. Who do you think you are?"
With a "pop" sound, Xu Xiujun slapped herself hard.
But Zhou Ling remained unmoved.
Xu Xiujun continued to throw away, one, two, three...
It wasn't until her hands were numb and her cheeks hurt as if they were peeling off her cheekbones that she heard Zhou Ling say: "Go back to Tongzhou."
Xu Xiujun wanted to say thank you, but she couldn't say a word. Her cheeks were swollen, her lip was broken, and her mouth was full of bloody smell, which was very heavy.
But Zhou Ling never raised its head from beginning to end.
The moment she stood up, tears fell rapidly. She suddenly understood that what she had been guarding was just a wishful thinking...