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Chapter 349 This is His Site (2)
"What are you, you dare to stop this young master?"

"This is a place only the head of the Song family can enter, you can't... ah!"

"Tsk, what, a branch in a small town dares to act presumptuously in front of this young master! It is also your honor that this young master is your patriarch."

"Stop them!"

A burst of noisy sound reached the ears of Lingjiu and others.

She looked towards Wuyou.Didn't it mean that their landlord manages the Song family?

Wu You didn't dare to look her in the eyes, and after understanding her doubts, she said, "It was just a small fight before, and the landlord didn't care."

Who knew that they would encounter this as soon as they came back.

When they came to the noisy place, they saw two people confronting each other in the snow courtyard.

One party was the old housekeeper of the Song family, and the other party knew at a glance that the leader was Young Master Jinyi standing in front.

The man in brocade clothes and fine clothes seemed to be around twenty years old, and he was already a fifth-tier martial artist.There are two people standing beside him, both eighth-level warriors.The people fighting with the Song family guards in front are all seventh-level warriors.

With such strength in a small place like Yuhai Town, it's no wonder he dared to be so arrogant and reckless.

"Listen clearly. From today onwards, the Song Family in Yuhai Town will belong to this Young Master. My name is Song Mingtian, your future Patriarch." The man in brocade clothes unfolded the folding fan in his hand and shook it. Walking towards Xueyuan, he said contemptuously as he walked: "What kind of arrangement is this? Children's stuff!"

"Stop!" shouted the old butler sharply.

Song Mingtian frowned, and said disgustedly: "The nagging old guy, get rid of him."

The eighth-level martial artist beside him came to the old butler in the blink of an eye, and was about to hit his forehead with a fist.

The old butler's eyes widened, filled with sorrow.Patriarch, I am afraid that this old slave will no longer be able to guard and send him home.

In the line of sight, a small hole suddenly opened between the brows of the eighth-level warrior, and he fell to the ground with blank eyes.The man who suddenly bumped into his eyes was as elegant as a fairy, and he fell to the ground silently. With a wave of his sleeves, a group of not weak men died silently one by one.

This scene shocked everyone, and the whole scene was silent.

"You, who are you?" Song Mingtian noticed that the dead were all his own, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.The smug expression on his face has not yet recovered, he pretended to be humble, but his face was distorted, "I am a direct descendant of the Song family in Changming City, and I am dealing with housework at this time. Is your excellency a bit misunderstood?"

"He is the direct descendant of the Song family in Yuhai Town. You stand as the master of this land. Do you think there is any misunderstanding?" A pleasant female voice rang out.

Song Mingtian instinctively looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a girl in white sitting on the edge of a roof, her legs were swaying slightly in the air, and even the sun was softening on her plain face, adding to her beauty. An inspiration.

It was the first time he saw such a charming, pure and refined girl, and he immediately felt that the stunning looks he had seen before were all like vulgar fans, and there was no difference between the two.

The obsession and desire in his eyes has already determined his fate.

Lingjiu raised her lips slightly, no one could see that she was gloating.

Sure enough, Song Mingtian who was staring at her moved his lips, as if about to say something, his eyes suddenly exploded with blood, and he lost his vitality.

Lingjiu jumped down from the eaves and came to Song Xueyi's side, "It's a bit disgusting."

Song Xueyi hugged her into his arms and said softly, "My fault."

"Family, Patriarch? Master Jiu?" The appearance of the two of them has changed a lot, but the way they get along has never changed, making the old housekeeper feel very familiar.Especially what Lingjiu said before, he couldn't help but suspect that the people in front of him were the genius Patriarch and Jiuzhuer who had disappeared for several years.

Song Xueyi threw down a bottle of healing elixir to the old housekeeper, and without saying a word, carried Lingjiu into the wing of the Snow Courtyard.

There is not much change here from before they left, and the inside of the secret room is the same.

Song Xueyi first filled the bath with water, and then undressed Lingjiu herself.

Lingjiu was startled, and pressed his hand, "Are you still in the mood to take a bath?" Aunt Sun might have had an accident, and she thought Song Xueyi would rush to Shuhaizhou immediately.

"It's useless to be anxious." Song Xueyi rubbed Lingjiu's hair, "Jiu'er is already very tired."

One sentence broke Lingjiu's heart defense.

Although she has always been very relaxed, she has not relaxed in the exiled land.Just came back from exile, the first thing on her mind is to take a good hot bath, and then sleep in the dark.However, things backfired. As soon as I came back, I heard that Aunt Sun had an accident, and the Song family was in trouble again.

Lingjiu silently raised her head and looked at Song Xueyi. Apart from the man in front of her, who else in this world can understand her so well and pamper her carefully?
"It's okay." Resting and saving lives, no matter how you look at it, the latter is more important, "I'm not that useless."

Song Xueyi knew that she couldn't help herself again, she was clearly concerned about Sun Gulan, but she still pretended not to care.With one hand being able to hold the opponent's small and exquisite chin, Song Xueyi said: "Let's go now, we can't go as fast as we can wait a few days. Mother is not a weak and incompetent person."

Lingjiu showed doubts on her face, knowing that Song Xueyi was not a liar, she was silent for a second and followed his wishes.

Maybe it's because the place is too familiar, maybe it's moved by heart, maybe it's just too lazy to move, anyway, Lingjiu calmly let Song Xueyi serve her.

The clothes were taken off in the opponent's hands, and the ivory-white skin looked even more delicate and charming under the warm glow of the night pearl.The girl's figure already has a sense of graceful lines, with unevenness.Song Xueyi raised her eyes, and saw the girl half-closed her eyes, looking lazy, her throat tightened slightly.

Sometimes, he really didn't know whether to be happy that the other party was defenseless against him, or to be helpless.

The warm pool water wraps the whole body, so that the spirit that has not been relaxed for a long time is finally relaxed and drowsy.

In a daze, she felt a pair of hands passing through her hair and scalp, and the wet touch passed over her cheeks and lips, as well as the heat on her belly, as if she was dodging intentionally, and disappeared as soon as she touched it.

Lingjiu couldn't even open her eyes, she shook her eyelashes slightly, she always felt as if she had touched it somewhere.

The memory in her mind was a bit rambunctious, and she didn't know what kind of state of mind it was, so she reached out to find the familiar touch.

Even though she was sleepy and sleepy, she was also very keen, and she found it within a short time.

(End of this chapter)