Chapter 302 Qingjun and the identity of the man (1)
Author: Yueluo Qingzhu
Chapter 302 Qingjun and the identity of the man (1)
Yun Ling was not surprised that the other party would call her out easily and looked at him indifferently: "Of course I know these people can't stop you, but do you really think I'm not prepared?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw about ten people walking in from outside.
The originally spacious yard suddenly became crowded.
It would be fine if it was someone else. After seeing the few people walking in from behind, the expressions of the man and Qingjun completely changed, and their originally calm hearts became completely panicked.
Not many people came, but the people coming from behind made him a little panicked.
Mo Junjing and several others are here, plus some other skills.
It would be difficult for them to escape this time.
Qingjun took two steps forward, protected the man behind him, and said softly: "Sir, Qingjun is willing to sacrifice his life to fight for you. I just hope that in the future, sir, you can take good care of yourself when Qingjun is not around. If you can, please
Forgot Qingjun."
The tone of the last sentence contained a hint of prayer and reluctance.
The man was very touched by Qingjun's actions, but he would not leave her alone. He reached out to hold her hand and said, "I will not leave you."
Qingyun's eyes were slightly red, full of affection and emotion for him, and her tone was a bit choked: "Sir..."
Mo Wanyu couldn't stand the disgust of these two people, so she looked at them angrily and said loudly: "Don't make it like life and death, none of you can escape."
Qingjun looked at her bitterly: "Shut up, who allowed you to talk to your husband like this?"
Mo Yuning looked at Qingjun's eyes and felt that they were familiar, but that would not make him soft-hearted. Anyone who wants to harm Mo Yunqing is their enemy: "It seems that you still don't recognize yourselves."
situation."
Qingjun looked at him with a bit of sarcasm and a hint of less obvious resentment on his face: "I know you, the only son of Miss Ninth House of the Mo family."
Mo Yuning was not surprised at all that Qingjun could accurately tell his identity: "I'm not surprised at all that you know my identity."
"To be precise, I wouldn't be surprised if you knew the identities of all of us here."
Qingjun looked at him without saying anything.
But what Mo Yuning was going to say next made her expression change drastically.
"But I am still a little surprised and surprised by you."
Qingjun felt a little more uneasy after hearing what he said.
Looking at him, the hatred in his eyes increased a bit: "What do you mean?"
Mo Yuning's originally cold face showed a bit of softness, and the look he looked at her became a bit more complicated: "You should know what it means. Not only you know it, but all of us know it."
This look seemed to stimulate Qing Yun.
She yelled at him like crazy: "Shut up, shut up..."
His face was full of ferocity and hatred.
Seeing that something was wrong, Mo Junjing looked at the captain on the side and said, "Take the villagers outside to guard."
The captain was actually a little uneasy. Although he knew very well that they couldn't really help, they could be of some use: "Ancestor..."
Mo Jun interrupted him and said with a serious face: "We will be fine. Letting you go out is not to prevent you from participating, but to ask you to help guard the door."
The captain glanced at the people they had brought over. Everyone looked very impressive. He looked at them again, and then looked at his ancestor's courtyard. It was already overcrowded.
If there really was a fight, they would be in the way.
After nodding to Mo Junjing, he gathered everyone and left the yard.
After the villagers left, the whole yard instantly became quite empty.
But Qingjun and the others were still surrounded in the middle.
Mo Junjing took a few steps forward, looked at Qingjun, and said in a calm tone: "This is because the Mo family can't help you."
The man stepped forward and took Qingjun into his arms: "Xiaojun."
Qingjun hugged the man tightly, trying to find more security in him: "Sir..."
The man looked at Mo Yuning, Mo Junjing and the others coldly and comforted Qingyun with a gentle tone: "Don't be afraid, sir is always here and will always be with you."
Mo Junjing waited for Qingjun's mood to stabilize and said, "Qingjun, I want to see your sisters."
Qingjun always thought that he could control the hatred in his heart when he saw the Mo family, but he still couldn't control it. He felt the strong warmth from his hands and the irritability and anger in his heart, and he could barely control it.
Looking at Mo Junjing, they said coldly: "I won't see him. I'll give up on this."
Mo Junjing told the truth that she sympathized with them, but that didn't mean they could take action against Mo Yunqing.
He frowned and looked at her: "We didn't know about you from the beginning, and it has nothing to do with Sister Ten. If you are really dissatisfied and resentful, you can find the person who left you. There is no need to find someone who has nothing to do with you."
Those who know will take action."
Qingjun sneered and then snorted: "If you want to blame her, blame her for being a member of the Mo family."
Persimmons need to be picked soft, and Mo Yunqing was the soft persimmon to them.
If they hadn't been able to find her before them, there wouldn't be so much trouble later.
Mo Junjing sighed silently and said, "In that case, don't blame us for being rude."
Since she can't get enough oil and salt, they can only use stronger ones.
Just when Mo Junjing was about to have someone take action, He Lingxu and others came out of the room.
Looking at the man next to Qingjun, I felt a very familiar feeling, but for a while I couldn't remember where I had seen him before.
When the man saw He Lingxu, he subconsciously turned away and did not look at him.
Shao Chendong lightly bumped He Tingyu's shoulder and whispered: "Lao He, do you feel that the figure of the man being protected in the middle is somewhat familiar?"
He Tingyu looked at the man and frowned: "It's true."
Jiang Ximing tentatively shouted: "Lao Bai?"
When the man heard this title, he subconsciously held Qingjun's hand tightly.
The pain in his hand made Qingjun turn his eyes back to the man and softly called: "Sir."
The man relaxed his strength and said softly: "It's okay."
He Lingxu looked at Jiang Ximing, looking like the people in the crowd: "Lao Bai? You said he looks like Lao Bai?"
He Tingyu and Shao Chendong looked at him in shock, "Brother Ming'an is not..."
Jiang Ximing never believed that his good brother would die. He never gave up for so many years: "Didn't everyone find his missing body at that time?"
With that said, he walked towards the surrounded crowd.
The man saw this scene from the corner of his eye, closed his eyes lightly and said, "Do it."
The people around them immediately showed their daggers when they heard this.
Mo Junjing glanced at Jiang Ximing, then lightly opened her red lips: "Do it, you will live."
Everyone immediately responded: "Yes."
The man took Qingjun's hand and moved towards the door.