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Chapter 254 Fortunately, it wasn't the face that was smashed

Chapter 254 Fortunately, it wasn’t the face that was hit

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When Chu Yue woke up, she looked at the piece of yellow bamboo in her hand that was messy in the wind. When she thought about what happened when she was drunk, the corner of her mouth twitched several times.

The little fox suddenly rushed into her arms, a soft lump, with shiny hair, and broken starlight in its eyes, as if it was asking for reward, and looked at Chu Yue expectantly.

Chu Yue threw Huang Zhu into Shennong's space, and hit Xuanyuan Xiu on the head just right, scaring Xuanyuan Xiu into screaming.

Xuanyuan Xiu subconsciously protected his cheeks, but a huge, messy bump grew on the top of his head at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that his handsome face was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it wasn't his face that was hit."

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Xiu gritted his teeth and seriously suspected that the girl was deliberately trying to hit him.

He must be jealous of his handsomeness, which cannot even be compared to that of a beautiful woman.

This brave and handsome man will eventually have to experience a heavier story than others!

Xuanyuan Xiu was filled with melancholy.

Chu Yue didn't know that there were so many dramas in Xuanyuan Xiu's mind, so she walked out with the fox in her arms, her eyebrows and eyes sharp as usual, and the murderous aura faintly seeping out made even Hefeng Xinyue fear and tremble.

At this time, it was evening, and the gates of Chang'an were opened wide to welcome envoys from various countries.

It has not been so lively for many years.

The Ye Mansion was also decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. Among the envoys from the Penglai Empire, there happened to be people from the Su Mansion, Ye Ruoxue's maternal ancestral home.

The Su family was originally a small and low-income family, struggling to survive and move forward. Su Linglong was just the illegitimate daughter of a promiscuous woman, and was not accepted by the Su family.

Over the years, the Su family has been rising steadily, and another genius has entered the Shenxuan Academy. Their status in the Penglai Empire is no longer what it used to be.

After Su Linglong legitimately married Ye Haipeng, she was recognized by the Su family, but even so, her history in the land of dust was a joke among the powerful in Chang'an.

A group of people from the Su family were invited to Ye Mansion.

Chu Yue is now the Marquis of Zhenbei, so she should attend such an occasion.

She walked down the corridor with Hu'er in her arms, and Rakshasa, wearing a mask, followed her step by step, exuding a sinister aura!

In the yard by the lake, I saw Xiaobao squatting on the ground drawing circles, and was stopped by several children in Chinese clothes.

Those children are about ten years old and look much stronger than Xiaobao.

They stopped Xiaobao.

"Hey, are you the child without a father? You are so pitiful. Your father doesn't want you anymore."

The ten-year-old boy spoke with a greasy tone and looked at Xiaobao mockingly. The sense of superiority and superiority exuding from within was obvious.

Several other children covered their mouths and laughed unabashedly.

The fox in Chu Yue's arms suddenly had blood in his eyes, cold air surged, and there seemed to be thunder shooting straight into the nine-layered clouds!

"I have a father, and my father will never abandon me."

Xiaobao was polite and smiled.

"It's just a wild species, with no name or status, and no one wants it. Who do you really think you are?" another little girl spat.

Xiaobao is still very polite and his smile becomes brighter and brighter.

An afterimage passed by.

Coming from the corridor.

A demon-drinking knife was pressed against the ten-year-old boy's neck.

"If you dare to insult my little master again, I will kill you." Rakshasa's eyes were sinister and his tone was even crueler.

Xiaobao's eyes brightened slightly and he looked at Rakshasa in surprise.

The ten-year-old boy and other children had never seen such a momentum before, and they were trembling with fear.


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