"Who are you!" Duanmuyan frowned and shouted: "Let go of my master!"
Lin Changxi frowned and was in front of the woman in the blink of an eye.
"Don't move." The woman was not afraid and winked at Lin Changxi: "I'm timid, so don't scare me. If my hand shakes and the young man dies, it's still your fault.
mine?"
Lin Changxi stopped walking, his eyes as cold as ice, glaring at the woman in red like a sharp blade.
"Haha." Rong An seemed to have anticipated this situation, stroking his beard with a smile on his face: "The mantis is catching the cicada and the oriole is behind. The road is higher than the devil. Good job, immortal! I will soon kill Third Young Master Zhuang.
Save him, he will be well taken care of."
"Okay." Xianxianjiao smiled and pushed Lin Chu with her knee: "Little Master, let Third Young Master Zhuang go quickly. My sister doesn't want to do anything to you."
Lin Chu sheathed his sword, and the immortal kicked Zhuang Weizhe. The man's body was kicked several feet away, and he didn't stop until he hit the courtyard wall.
Everyone looked at it and opened their mouths to take a breath of air, it hurts!
"Go." Rong An's eyes jumped: "Bring Mr. Zhuang here and send him to the guest room to take good care of him."
"Xianxian." He waved to Xianxian: "Press Lin Chu to my side."
"Okay." The fairy responded crisply, pushing Lin Chu towards Rong An. The poisonous dagger in her hand never left the carotid artery of Lin Chu's neck.
Although Lin Changxi, Duan Muyan and others looked angry, they did not dare to act rashly. They could only watch helplessly as Ren Linchu was tied up tightly by Rong An's people.
"Sir, the Immortal has brought me here to you." The woman in red smiled sweetly, her voice was like the cry of a warbler. Her bones felt tender when she heard it: "The little sweetheart of the slave family is still jumping up and down with fear."
Rong An giggled, his eyes gleaming as he grasped the fairy's white and tender fingers: "You are really my dearest baby. You still have to rely on my darling at critical moments."
Xianxian smiled sweetly: "It's not like adults have trained me well."
The woman's snow-white breasts trembled up and down as she breathed, and she felt the waves surging. Rong An looked at her heart and stretched out her hand to lift the veil of the immortal.
"Why are you still carrying such a useless child on such a hot day?"
The immortal moved the dagger down to Lin Chu's waist, and grabbed Rong An's fat hand with his other hand: "Aren't the slaves all following your orders?"
"Okay, okay."
Rong An managed to get out of his mouth three times in a row. However, he saw a bright flash of lightning in mid-air, something unexpected happened!
"do not move."
No one thought that the immortal suddenly let go of Lin Chu, and Xueliang put a dagger against Rong An's neck without any warning. At the same time, Lin Chu's Zhanlu sword was firmly pressed against Rong An's chest, and it was exactly the same.
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"You little bitch, what are you doing!" Rong An exclaimed, his voice sharp and angry, tearing the air around him.
"Master Rong, who is the oriole?" Lin Chu raised his lips and smiled, his cold eyes as bright as stars.
"You bastard!" Rong An gritted his teeth: "You actually betrayed me!"
"Shut up!" Xianxian frowned, raised his hand and slapped Rong An: "Keep your dog eyes wide open and take a good look, who am I?"
The woman raised her hand and took off her veil, revealing half of her charming face. Unfortunately, the other half of her cheek was damaged by a scar that grew diagonally under the corner of her eye.
"Who are you? Where is the immortal?" Rong An was stunned.
"Remember it for my aunt, I am the famous Golden Phoenix Shi Feifei in Beijing!" Shi Feifei spat fiercely at him: "I am a good-natured woman, but you, an old ghost, took advantage of me.
Now, do you still expect to be bullied by you for the rest of your life? The immortal has run away long ago."
Rong An sneered: "Women are indeed despicable things!"