The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 1779 The Toad

What qualifications does the dog of the Bai family have? It's disgusting. If His Royal Highness hadn't told them not to interfere, he would have rushed out to beat the dog severely.

But when out of the corner of his eye he noticed someone whose face was darker than his, he was suddenly not so angry, and even felt a little gloating.

With someone's jealous temperament, this Bai Qinghe and this Bai family are probably going to be cold.

"The dog doesn't even look at his own ugly appearance, and he comes here to seduce my little girl. It's just fantastic. The toad wants to eat swan meat, and wants to grow flowers after being soaked in cow dung, bah."

The cold voice suddenly intervened, making people shiver uncontrollably, and those words made people feel a sense of humiliation rising from their hearts.

Leng Wuyou didn't expect Jun Moyuan to have such a side, she blinked her eyes, watching the corners of Jun Moyuan's mouth curl up without a trace.

Bai Xinghe's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, extremely embarrassed.

He raised his head and saw a man in purple clothes appearing beside Leng Wuyou. The man's face was blurred and he couldn't see clearly, but his demeanor was extraordinary.

Jun Moyuan put his arms around the little girl's waist, and under everyone's gaze, he directly raised the little girl's chin, lowered his head and lowered it.

Leng Wuyou paused, blinked, and stretched out his hand, "Hmm... let go..."

The tips of the ears instantly turned red.

Jun Moyuan chuckled, and raised his hand to cover the little girl firmly with his sleeve, so that no one could see her.

"Qibao is still as sweet as ever."

He leaned close to Leng Wuyou's ear and lowered his voice, only using a voice that the two of them could hear, and whispered these words.

Leng Wuyou felt the heat in his ears, he tilted his ears, reached out and pinched his waist fiercely, staring at him with his eyes, "Be serious, there are so many people."

"Hehe." Jun Moyuan smiled heartily.

It's just that Bai Qinghe's complexion is not so pretty anymore.

Looking at the interaction between the two, Bai Qinghe's face was darkened.

Leng Wuyou was his favorite vessel, and this man in front of him dared to move his hands and feet, and even moved his mouth, it was too much, it was not paying attention to him, Bai Qinghe, and the young master of the Bai family.

Of course, what makes Bai Qinghe feel even more resentful is that the female cultivator who had been so gentle and sincere towards him before, now treats the man in front of him with such a childlike attitude, which makes him, a young master who has never suffered setbacks. Unusual anger.

The angry Bai Qinghe's mind was full of breaking up the couple, arresting the female cultivator and torturing her severely, draining her value, and then giving her to other people to make connections.

Jun Moyuan looked up at him, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, which completely ignited Bai Qinghe's anger, and his reason collapsed inexplicably.

Under everyone's astonished eyes, he cursed a curse, his distorted face didn't match the image of the young master of the Bai family at all, "Bitches are courting death."

After these words came out, his whole body was like an arrow leaving the string, charging towards Leng Wuyou and Jun Moyuan, he turned the folding fan in his palm, and he fanned out wind blades one after another, heading straight towards them.

Jun Moyuan snorted coldly, and just waved his sleeves, and the wind blade that was about to approach them collapsed directly.

Bai Qinghe's eyes widened, and his whole body was also thrown backwards by this force, and he flew backwards for more than ten meters before he barely managed to stabilize his figure.

Such a change was unexpected by everyone.

Patriarch Bai didn't expect that he intended his son to kill the woman to unite the hearts of the Bai family, but who would have thought that the development of the matter would turn a corner.

And what he didn't expect was that the opponent's strength was so strong that his most satisfied son was defeated by just waving his sleeves.

Patriarch Bai's heart sank.

Bai Qinghe's brain was also buzzing from this blow, he raised his head to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was very gloomy.

He has always been the proud son of heaven, how could he have suffered such humiliation and setbacks?

It was like a big slap on his face, which made his face very painful, and his face was hot from the pain.

(End of this chapter)