Mu Ling spit out some water, slowly opened her eyes, and recovered.
"as well as--"
He threw himself into Nangong Yi's arms and cried out in great grievance, crying like a pear blossom with rain in his eyes.
"It's okay, Lingling doesn't cry, it's okay!"
Nangong also hugged her tightly. What was going on? What happened to him? He left Lingling alone to save that hateful woman, but at that time, the voice in his heart was so clear: Go save her, go save her...
…
"Also, she was standing by the lake. I thought - I thought she was going to commit suicide, so I wanted to go up and hug her, but, but - she pushed me down."
Mu Ling cried, her shoulders shaking uncontrollably, because she had just woken up, and her hoarse voice added some credibility to her lies.
"Okay, Lingling, don't cry anymore. If you cry again, I will feel bad."
Nangong Yi comforted the woman in his arms softly. From the corner of his eye, he saw the sneer on You'er's face, and the anger in his heart grew even more. That woman, she was still laughing.
"Smelly woman, who did you say wanted to commit suicide? Who did you say pushed you down? You were so bloody mouthful. How could my right son do such a thing?"
Before You'er could say anything, Yu Yishan got angry and stepped forward, acting like a shrew. The next moment, Mu Ling, who was still in Nangong Yi's arms, was pulled out by her.
Humph! If you dare to frame their right son, let’s see how she deals with her.
She is very well-behaved in front of You'er, and she is usually a seemingly kind-hearted little white rabbit, but rabbits can bite people when they are anxious. Apparently, this time, You'er's little rabbit was angry and showed her sharp tongue.
Teeth and claws.
"as well as--"
Mu Ling was startled, her center of gravity was unsteady, and she staggered and fell to the ground.
"Pah——"
A crisp sound suddenly came to mind in the forest. It was completely different from the crying just now. It was very crisp and clear.
Yu Yishan lost her high spirits just now. When she looked at the handsome man in front of her who looked like a god, the anger surged out from her eyes. This is the man that Youer has fallen in love with!!!
Nangong Yi's hand was still raised high, and he slowly lowered it. He looked at the woman in front of him with disdain in his eyes. She, his Lingling, was not worthy of being bullied.
It was very quiet all around, and the moonlight was clear, shining on Yishan's face. Those five dark red fingerprints were so clear, it hurt You'er's eyes. It didn't matter to her, but he slapped Shan'er.
! He actually beat Shan'er, which is unbearable. You did it first.
"Pah——"
The next moment, the crisp sound sounded in the forest again, louder and clearer than the slap just now. From this sound alone, we can infer that the person who hit the person was very angry and used all his strength.
At this moment, the unbelieving person turned into Nangong Yi, staring closely at the woman staring at him. She dared to hit him, so good. All the emotions in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the bone-chilling coldness.
She raised her hand again, holding the palm of her hand, and the sound of wind whizzed past You'er's ear. You'er could feel the sharp wind of the palm, like a knife, piercing deeply into her heart. Just hit her! She smiled bitterly in her heart.
, does he really want to do that to her? Do the two of them have to be at loggerheads every time they meet, fight to the death, and both sides suffer? That's all!
The palm of his hand stopped two centimeters away from his right hand, and he looked at the fair little face in front of him with confusion. What's wrong? Her expression was very strange. She was so arrogant and domineering just now, but at this moment, he was
She could feel nothing on her body, only deep sadness, sadness, that deep feeling, which made his heart tighten inexplicably.
Frustrated, he put down his hands, never looked at her again, picked up Mu Ling who was still lying on the ground, and strode away.
"We are withdrawing from this event."
The cold voice echoed in the forest, and the figure of the man gradually disappeared deep in the dense forest.
Bingshan, you are still soft-hearted, are you not willing to fight? Or do you want to say that a good man will not fight with a woman?