This sudden change caught everyone present by surprise.

Fan Zheng saw that Yang Ling''s eyes had been looking at Ji Qingxue opposite. He knew it clearly, so he thought he was right and said, "I thought you betrayed me for something. It was for this woman."

Fan zhenggen, regardless of the terrible look in his eyes, still said to himself: "I didn''t expect that. Looking at you like a noble child, you are really proficient in seducing people. I''m afraid you can''t even catch up with the brothel woman."

Yang Ling''s eyes were cold, and the knife had been embedded in his flesh: "who did you just say?"

Is that the Supreme Lord of the family, Wu Xian, who also allows him to be defiled by such words? Look, he doesn''t pull out the old thing''s tongue.

Nangong Yan''s figure flashed and kicked Fan Zheng''s chest directly before Yang Ling took further action.

Before Fan Zheng could react, he was kicked away and hit the wall behind him.

Fan Zheng fell to the ground with a bright shoe print on his chest. He covered his chest and his face turned white with pain.

The collision made him dizzy, with stars in front of him.

Yang Ling picked her eyebrows and looked at Nangong Yan. Yes, as Lord Wu Xian''s husband, he should do so. When it''s time to get out of his feet, he should get out of his feet!

Fan Zheng''s frivolous words successfully aroused Nangong Yan''s anger. Why should this old man talk to ah Xue in that tone? Does he deserve it?

Nangong Yan didn''t converge any more. He was cold and murderous. He gently raised his hand, put his five fingers together, and poured his internal power into the palm of his hand.

This palm was mixed with Fan Zheng''s shrill scream, and his shoulder blade... Was broken.

Even Yang Ling can''t hear it anymore. How painful it is to call it like this!

Nangong Yan withdrew his hand and said coldly, "Fan Zheng, I think you''ve been unhappy for a long time!"

The bodyguards around looked at this situation and were so scared that their legs were straight and their hair was soft, but they also felt very lucky.

Fortunately, I didn''t fight with this man just now, otherwise I wouldn''t have let him tear his body apart.

Ji Qingxue smiled and asked, "does it look good?"

The crowd nodded subconsciously. Unexpectedly, Ji Qingxue immediately said, "since it''s so beautiful, please hold a money field for those with money and hold a money field for those without money!"

People absolutely: is that ok? She''s crazy about money!

Ji Qingxue is also very helpless. The 50000 Liang gold promised by Fan Zheng is gone. Now he can earn a little.

Ji Qingxue was annoyed when she saw that no one was willing to pay the money. She pinched her waist and shouted at them, "Why are you still here? Are you looking for death, huh?"

As soon as the words came out, the people immediately scattered and fled, unable to stir up trouble.

Nangong Yan was about to scrap his other shoulder blade. Ji Qingxue shouted, "let me come!"

Ji Qingxue rolled her sleeves and walked over angrily. It''s better for her to beat people.

Fan Zheng still said, "dare you! I''m a vice minister!"

But as soon as he said this, he got a heavy punch in the abdomen, which made him show his teeth.

Ji Qingxue rubbed his nose, hum, what''s so great about the vice minister? I''m still the queen or Wuxian. Am I proud?

"Bitch, bitch!" Fan Zheng said weakly.

He was blind. He didn''t even think that they came for their own roster and led wolves into the house.

It seems that I''m really old, so I''m too old to know people clearly.

Ji Qingxue said with a bad smile, "it doesn''t matter. Just scold if you like. Anyway, wait a minute. You''re afraid it''s too late to cry."

Fan Zheng looked at her warily, "what are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Ji Qingxue smiled twice. "I''ll know right away."

Ji Qingxue turned to look at Nangong Yan: "ah Yan took off his clothes!"

Pick clothes? Fan Zheng''s eyes showed a look of panic. Did they know anything?

But it''s impossible. No one knows that the roster is sewn in their own clothes. Where did they know?

Yang Ling came forward and said, "my Lord, let me do this."

Fan Zheng''s heart is more uncertain at the moment. My Lord, what kind of adult is she?

The anonymous letter received only said that their purpose was impure, but did not tell their true identity.

Who the hell are they? Why does Yang Ling look so respectful to this woman?

But before he thought about it carefully, Yang Ling had already started to pick off his clothes.

Fan Zheng is not a girl, so Yang Ling''s action is particularly rude and affects the injury on his shoulder. Fan Zheng can''t slow down for a long time.

"Take off your clothes!"

Yang Ling handed the clothes to Ji Qingxue. Ji Qingxue kneaded the clothes everywhere, and finally touched a layer of things at the cuff of the clothes, and the cuff also had traces of being removed and sewn again.

Ji Qingxue smiled. He knew they would come hard. What else would he do.

What a waste of time, a waste of expression!

Fan Zheng covered his shoulder, endured severe pain and said, "who are you?"

Ji Qingxue smiled: "it''s such a time. Do you still have the leisure to care about our origin?"

"Well, as long as you return the roster to me, no matter how much your employer pays you, I''ll double it!"

Oh, it''s really rich!

"Doesn''t lord fan ask for the price? In case..."

Fan regular said proudly, "as long as you can open your mouth, I can start the price!"

Ji Qingxue frowned. She especially hated people who dragged more than herself. She raised her hand and shouted on his head: "your money is collected everywhere. Are you very proud?"

Ji Qingxue wanted to beat him again. At this time, Nangong Yan suddenly said, "don''t you plan to go back and see the ninth day of junior high school?"

Oh, by the way, I forgot the ninth day of junior high school. She is seriously injured now. I don''t know if Rongsheng can handle it. She still has to go back and have a look.

"Ah Yan, let''s go back first."

Ji Qingxue doesn''t look very well at the thought of the arrow in the ninth day of the ninth day. I hope the situation can be better than I expected.

Otherwise, if something happens on the ninth day of junior high school, the boy Rongsheng must die of guilt.

Seeing that they were leaving, Fan Zheng was about to struggle. Yang Ling turned back and inserted the knife in her hand into the wall next to him.

Fan Zheng''s face turned pale. Someone said that the higher the seat, the more afraid of death. That''s really right.

"Yang Ling!" Fan Zheng stared at him with hatred. He didn''t expect to let him raise a white eyed wolf. It''s hateful that he didn''t find out his true face earlier, which gave him a chance to bite himself.

Yang Ling took the corner of her mouth and showed him a flat smile: "Sir, green mountains and green waters, we''ll see you later!"