Unparalleled in the world: the princess is too arrogant

Chapter 17

After beating up the young master, he still has to pay her for tea. I am afraid that only Ling Wushuang can think of such a thing.

"You, you stinky girl! Ah—I'm so pissed off! You wait for me." The two lieutenants stomped their feet in anger. Don't know yet.

Hearing this, everyone also snickered in their hearts, this is the highest level of shamelessness.

This Li Minghui is really unlucky, it's not good to recruit anyone, but he provokes such a evil spirit, not to mention being beaten up by her, you have to pay her, and more importantly, he still has a reason.

"What are you looking at, why don't you just get the hell out of here." The two generals were so angry that they kicked away the people around them and yelled at the surroundings. After venting their anger, they helped Li Minghui to leave .

Everyone yelled at the group of people who were going away, they were very disdainful, and they whispered to each other.

"Really, what is fierce? If you have the ability, you will go fiercely in front of Master Tianye and do evil under the banner of the Huguo Mansion all day long."

"Yeah, I just admire that little girl just now. Without saying a word, she kicked her flying. That's called domineering."

"That's right, what a fucking handsome kick, it's so awesome." The people around also booed, "Haha, but first you have the ability of that girl, by the way, was it really Master Tianye just now? "

"Of course, you don't even know Master Tianye? You don't know what kind of relationship Master Tianye has with that girl, and you actually help her."

The voice of discussion was like a tide, one wave was not calm, and another wave rose again. Suddenly, the whole hall was full of people's voices, and Mingxi Tower had an unprecedented lively situation, and the grand occasion was unprecedented.

It was already late at night, and two figures, one in front and one behind, were walking on the bustling street. The person behind looked at the man in the Xuanshi robe in front, and couldn't help asking: "My lord, why did you help that little girl?" ?”

He was really curious, Master Tianye never meddles in other people's business, but today he came forward to help the little girl.

"Qingshan, don't underestimate that little girl, she is not easy to mess with." The man in Xuanshi's robe softly smiled, "This little girl is quite interesting."

Even if he didn't open his mouth, he believed that seeing her spooky stomach full of bad water, there must be a way to solve it, but since he made a move, he naturally had his intentions, this little girl is a good seed.

The moon was like a jade plate, with a slight gleam of light, and at ten o'clock in the middle of the night, there were faint voices of conversation coming from the study of the Ling family.

Ling Qingtian looked at the person in front of him, with helplessness on his face, and sighed: "Mo Qiu, don't think about leaving when you come back this time. The current situation of the Ling family is not optimistic."

In the middle of the study, stood a man in a gray gown, dressed in dust, with a tired face, but he couldn't restrain the faint tenacity between his brows.

"Father, forgive Mo Qiu for being unfilial. When I come back this time, I will leave after a few days. Only by healing my dantian can I be useful to the Ling family." Ling Moqiu mocked, "Otherwise, what are you talking about helping the Ling family? How can I be worthy of the dead elder brother and third brother."

Why wasn't he the one who died?For these years, he has been in a daze, and his life has long been worse than death.

This person is Ling Qingtian's youngest son, Ling Moqiu. More than ten years ago, the three brothers Ling Hao, Ling Yi, and Ling Moqiu were attacked by a group of mysterious people. Useless, completely reduced to a useless person, but under the protection of his two brothers, he was able to escape.

Ling Qingtian's three sons, one died and the other was injured, and the third son that Mr. Ling loved the most, a peerless genius of the Ling family, Ling Hao who had already stepped into the ranks of saints at a young age, that is, the father of Ling Wushuang, So far, there was no news, and a series of blows made Ling Qingtian heartbroken and seriously ill. If it wasn't for the fact that the Ling family had no one to support and his granddaughter had no one to love him, he might just let go and leave.

Since then, the Ling family has gradually declined. The status of the head of the four major families is precarious in the wind and rain, and all forces are eyeing it.

"Hey." Retracting his thoughts, old man Ling stroked his beard, lowered his head and sighed softly, "Mo Qiu, profound strength doesn't mean everything. Without profound strength, you can help the Ling family."

He only has two sons left, Ling Cang he understands best, his mind is vicious, it is difficult to become a master, the Ling family can't be handed over to him, and Mo Qiu has become like this again, is it because the sky is going to kill his Ling family? ?

Ling Moqiu smiled wryly and shook his head, "Without strength, how can you convince everyone in the Ling family?"

How could he not know that his father was just comforting him.

Seeing that the persuasion was useless, Ling Qingtian's face darkened, and he shouted: "That's it, even if everyone has returned, you are not allowed to leave the Ling family."

The dantian was abolished, and there was no way to recover from it. There was no way to rectify it. Mo Qiu's temper was just too stubborn.

"Did you hear that?" Seeing that Ling Moqiu pursed his lips and remained silent, Old Master Ling was really angry. Mo Qiu walked outside without a trace of profound strength, how could this make him feel at ease?

Unexpectedly, Ling Moqiu squeezed the hand in his sleeve, but his tone became more firm: "Father, please forgive the child for being unfilial. We can discuss anything, but Mo Qiu will never give up on this matter."

"You bastard." Ling Qingtian slapped the table, raising his eyebrows angrily, "You—you——"

"Patriarch, Patriarch, something serious has happened." Just when Ling Qingtian was about to reprimand him, a servant outside the door stumbled and broke into the room with a frightened expression on his face, "Something serious happened, Miss Wushuang beat you at Mingxi Tower. Hurt, hurt, hurt—"

"What, Wushuang was injured again!?" There were too many lessons learned from the past, and before he could hear the words clearly, the first reaction in Ling Qingtian's mind was that Wushuang was bullied again. Oil.

Ling Qingtian jumped up against the case, angry like a bullfighting bull, "Who is it this time, it's unreasonable, it's simply bullying me and leaving no one in my family!"

"No, no, Patriarch, no, yes." The man's face was a little awkward, his face was flushed, and he hesitated.

"Is it true or not!" Ling Qingtian was in a hurry, slapped his palm on the table, and walked towards the door sideways, worried: "Is Wu Shuang seriously injured or disabled?"

He thought that the little bastard had changed his ways, and after only being honest for a few days, he slipped out again, and he might be bullied again, so can't he be made to worry less.

The attendant swallowed, his expression contorted, "No, it's Miss Wushuang, she kicked and kicked the young master of the General Protector's mansion to the point of disability."

"Ah?" Ling Qingtian was suffocated just as he was about to go out, he turned his head and said in surprise: "What did you say?"

Wushuang doesn't know how to be mysterious, and if others don't bully her, he will burn the incense. When will it be her turn to bully others?Mr. Ling's thick brows were furrowed deeply. What's the situation now? Did he overlook something?
(End of this chapter)