Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 204
"Jiu'er." Song Xueyi shouted.

Only then did Lingjiu look away and look at Song Xueyi.

Song Xueyi stroked her soft hair, and said to Wen Zixun, "Yes."

Wen Zixuan said: "I still have one condition, I will talk about it when there is no one else."

Song Xueyi nodded.

The two parties quickly reached an agreement, and Wen Yue next to him was completely ashamed.

"Wen Zixuan, have you forgotten who killed your own father? It was Song Xueyi. This must be Song Xueyi's plot. He deliberately let someone kill your father, and then left you helpless. You can only go to him!" He shouted loudly, drooling all over the sky, especially vulgar.

All the sewage was poured on Song Xueyi's head.

Lingjiu really didn't know if Wen Yue was too stupid, or was he thinking too well?Now who in Yuhai Town doesn't know Song Xueyi's identity and abilities, he even dared to pour sewage on Song Xueyi's body!

Before Song Xueyi could react, Wen Zixuan stood up abruptly and walked towards Wen Yue, "I don't know who killed my father, but I do know that after knowing my father's death, who ran over non-stop to try to take it away?" My family business!"

"You, what do you mean? How do you talk, you bastard!" Wen Yue scolded furiously.

Wen Zixuan scolded: "You fat pig can call you a bastard too!?" This title always reminded him of Wen Qi's life, when father and son bickered every day for fun.His father loves him, how much he loves him, Wen Zixuan, who has been smart since he was a child, knows it very well. You must know that his father has not found him a stepmother for so many years, and the Wen family's backyard is so clean that there is no smell of rouge.

As Wen Zixuan thought about it, his eyes turned red, and he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Everything here is made by myself, and now it's all mine. Do you want to take it away? There's no door!"

He is young, does not have the talent to practice martial arts, nor is he interested in practicing martial arts.Because Wen Qi was around before he was alive, he was smart and intelligent, and he didn't think about taking precautions. As soon as Wen Qi died, Wen Yue came to seize power.

"Dear nephew, you are thinking too much, I just want to help you, don't let someone who wants to take advantage of it." Wen Yue put on a good elder face.

"Pfft!" Wen Zixuan didn't seem to be able to hold back his nausea, spit out a mouthful of saliva, covering Wen Yue's face.

Wen Yue's expression froze, and he wiped his face with his sleeves.

At this moment, Wen Zixuan ran forward quickly, clenched his fists and punched the defenseless Wen Yue in the face.

"Ah!" Wen Yue cried out in pain, never expecting that the seemingly gentle little Zhengtai would do such a thing.

Wen Zixuan didn't give him time to react, so he punched him in the face several times in a row, and shouted: "Let you have bad intentions, let you hang out with women during the time of Dad's funeral, let you plot against me, let you Don't be shy!"

Wen Yue's guard came to his senses and rushed to help, but was beaten out by Xiayan who caught Lingjiu's eyes.

All of a sudden, Wen Yue's cries for father and mother were heard in the mourning hall.

After a while, Wen Zixuan seemed to be tired from playing, so he stopped.He shook his bleeding hand, but he didn't seem to feel any pain, and hummed, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

Turning to look at Lingjiu and Song Xueyi, he grinned and said, "This is the benefit of having a backing."

Lingjiu saw that he was smiling brightly, his eye sockets were still red and swollen, and the sadness in his eyes was undiminished, so he knew that he still hadn't gotten over Wen Qi's death.

Turning his eyes to look at Wen Yue, the middle-aged man was bleeding from the head, shrugged his shoulders and said innocently: "I told you that you have a bloody disaster, but you still don't believe it."

Wen Yue, who was in a fit of anger, heard this, and fell to the ground in a daze before he couldn't get his blood flowing.

The guests watching outside were stunned.

Wen Qi's funeral proceeded safely all the way under the escort of Lingjiu and Song Xueyi.

The setting sun is infinitely beautiful, and the only ones buried in the ground are Wen Qi’s clothes before his death and the jade ring finger that he carried for 20 years. His ashes were secretly carried by Wen Zixuan to a place where no one was there, and he personally scattered them in the world. .

Song Xueyi and Lingjiu stood not far from him, looking at the figure of Xiaofu Zhengtai, straight and round.

After a while, Wen Zixuan threw the empty white cup into the water, and looked back at the two of them. Under the sunset light, Wen Zixuan's fat face showed a bit of calm and maturity, "My other condition is, I want to know the progress of your investigation of the murderer, I want to avenge my father."

This request coincided with Lingjiu's purpose, and there was no reason not to agree.

No one knows that the few teenagers who will become famous in the world and turn this continent upside down will reach an agreement by this small river and stand on a boat.

When the sun went down, Lingjiu and Song Xueyi returned to the Song family compound.

The two got out of the carriage and walked on the road paved with bluestone blocks, when a black shadow sprang out halfway.

The black shadow stood on all fours, with a body length of seven feet, and its back was arched extremely powerfully. At first glance, it might have been a leopard or something.

"Master Song!" A desolate and resentful cry came out of the creature's mouth.

Lingjiu felt Song Xueyi's hand tremble, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

When the lights were on, carefully watching the creature gradually appear, it was the young Liu Luo.

"Why are you here!" Xiayan said speechlessly.

"I'm here to wait for Master Song." Liu Luo said, looking at Song Xueyi eagerly, "Master Song, I haven't been able to eat or sleep well these few days, and I'm thinking about you all over my head!"

Because of the presence of that fellow Jiuhuaming, Song Xueyi is very immune to this kind of ambiguity.

Lingjiu was happy to watch the show, but also wanted to see how Song Xueyi wanted to deal with it.

"Just take me in! I'm strong, uh." After saying this, Liu Luo saw Lingjiu and scratched her hair in embarrassment, "Maybe I can't compare to Sister Taohua..."

"Your sister, Peach Blossom." Lingjiu, who was also shot while lying down, interrupted him.

"Well, I don't have a younger sister. I only have an older brother named Liu Lei. Grandpa always said that he is a cycad tree, the one that doesn't bloom!" Liu Luo, who couldn't grasp the point, answered honestly.

Lingjiu narrowed her eyes, looked at him indifferently, and decided not to argue with the natural funny.

If you are serious about being funny, you will either vomit blood from boredom, or you will turn into a more funny existence.

"Xiayan." Song Xueyi said.

Xiayan is on standby immediately.

Song Xueyi: "Take him to Qianyi."

"Huh?" Xia Yan was stunned for a moment.Master, is this planning to accept him?

Song Xueyi said: "His talent is good, Qianyi will know how to do it."

"Yes." Xiayan replied quickly.

No matter how stupid Liu Luo was, she knew that what Song Xueyi said meant that she accepted herself.But, what about the quiz?What about the test?why not?

(End of this chapter)