亚洲伊人久久大香线蕉

Shotgun marriage?

So that was how it was. Miss Mu Wanyue was actually such a lewd woman. However, it was not entirely Miss Mu Wanyue’s fault, was it? Who asked the ninth young master to be so devilish? It was inevitable that women wanted to pounce on him!

For a moment, everyone looked at Mu Wanyue in a different light. Some looked at her with disdain, while others deliberately looked at her as if she was a young married woman who had taken off her clothes. All kinds of sparkling eyes landed on Mu Wanyue. It was a fascinating sight.

Mu Wanyue’s entire body tensed up under these gazes as if she was standing naked in front of everyone. She had never thought that there would be a kind of harm in this world that could take a person’s life without the use of a sword. Not knowing what to do, tears streamed down Mu Wanyue’s face. As she whimpered, she leaned on Nangong Zhiyun’s shoulder, who was already trembling with anger. “Mother, let’s leave this place, let’s leave this place!”

Nangong Zhiyun’s hands and feet were cold. She supported her daughter and knew very well that the longer she stayed, the more disadvantageous it would be for her. However, she really couldn’t take this lying down. Wasn’t this bastard a piece of trash? A layer of white spiritual energy surged from Nangong Zhiyun’s body. She suddenly raised her right hand and slashed at Beiting Huang.

“Go to hell!”

How could this be? Even though it knew that this woman, who was only a level-eight Spiritual Practitioner, was no match for Beiting Huang. Qiong Qi took a step to the side and stood in front of Beiting Huang. He said to Nangong Zhiyun sinisterly, “You old woman, why did you attack casually? Do you think I shouldn’t attack you just because you’re weak?”

Weakling? Was a level-eight Spiritualist a weakling? Were all the people in the Night King’s Manor so valiant?

Also, why was this person from the Night King’s Manor protecting the ninth young master? Did he know that he was protecting a piece of trash who couldn’t even be considered weak?

“Sir, aren’t you here to pick me up? This is my mother. Why are you stopping her? Now, I order you to help me teach that useless ninth young master behind you a lesson immediately. Otherwise, I’ll tell His Highness the Night King and let him punish you!” Mu Wanyue was so angry that she forgot to cry. With her hands on her hips, she fiercely ordered the Qiong Qi.

“What? You want me to attack the ninth young master? You crazy woman, who are you? Go home and sleep before you wake up!” Qiong Qi felt that the people he met today were all so crazy. Could it be that something had happened to human society?

Qiong Qi did not want to stay here for another minute.

Qiong Qi turned around and said to Beiting Huang, “Ninth Young Master, His Highness ordered me to pick you up. Let’s leave this place quickly! These women are really too scary!” With that, he didn’t forget to make a suggestion to the steward of the Nangong Family. “You should go back and tell the Nangong Family Head that there’s a lunatic in the family. Lock her up at home and treat her before letting him out. She scared me to death!”

Beiting Huang smiled and lowered her head to say to Mu Qingling, who was leaning against her and had yet to recover, “My Ling’er, how about you follow

In front of so many people, after being coaxed by such a cool and handsome young man, this kind of glory simply made all the young girls in Central

Continent die of envy. All the women present had starry eyes as they looked at Mu Qingling with envy. They were extremely anxious. Quickly agree, quickly agree!

Why wasn’t I the one who was coaxed by him!

Mu Qingling smiled so widely that her teeth could be seen. When she inadvertently saw Mu Wanyue’s envious and resentful gaze, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes as she nodded.. “I’m willing!”