famous moon

Chapter 1101
After hearing these words, Second Auntie immediately became happy in her heart. The daughter born by herself is the most powerful, with a flexible mind, flexible and flexible, and knows how to give in.

Who knows, when she was happy, the old man was very dissatisfied with Leng Citing's performance, and said coldly: "If you give up like this, you are not worthy of being a descendant of our Linglong family! If you lose without a fight, I will fight Get you out of your household registration!"

The old man's words startled Second Aunt and Leng Citing, that is to say, this match still has to be fought, and you can't just lose without a fight like this, and you will be deprived of your household registration, that's the end of it!

As a result, Leng Citing was in a very depressed mood. She really couldn't beat her, and if she fought hard, she would definitely be beaten to death.

She trembled and said, "Mother, if I am beaten to death, you must remember to avenge me!"

The second aunt also said tearfully: "No, mother will save you!"

She may not be Lin Qinghe's opponent, how can she save her?Now, the only thing I hope is that Lin Qinghe can show kindness and let her go.

But, would Lin Qinghe really show mercy and let her go?
Lin Qinghe stood aside, looking at the mother and daughter with indifferent eyes. She didn't show any dissatisfaction on her face, and she didn't urge her, but just stood quietly. This made the old man praise her again.

Over there, Leng Citing and Second Aunt cried and cried for a long time before seeming to have made up their minds. He gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, "Leng Rushuang! Let your horse come here! I'm not afraid of you!"

Lin Qinghe smiled lightly, "Second Sister, then I'll offend you."

As soon as the words fell, the white silk in her hand roared towards the cold porcelain pavilion, like a blue dragon going out to sea, she still only used three levels of skill.

Leng Citing's kung fu is similar to Leng Piaopiao's, so she doesn't need to worry too much at all, and she doesn't need to use too much internal strength.

But even so, Leng Citing still felt very uncomfortable, as if a wall was pressing towards her, making her feel like she couldn't breathe.

Teng Teng Teng Teng, she took four steps back with a full face, before she managed to stand still.

Leng Citing knew that Lin Qinghe was very powerful, and she had already suffered a big loss from her last time, but she really didn't expect that Lin Qinghe could be so powerful.

Lin Qinghe grabbed Bai Ling's hand and moved it again. The white silk seemed to come alive, and immediately rolled up Leng Citing. Lin Qinghe raised her hand again, and Leng Citing screamed and flew into the distance , the fall was worse than Leng Piaopiao.

The Lengci Pavilion fell heavily to the ground, like a frog, with its feet in the air, which was very tragic.

For a big girl, it would be embarrassing to be beaten to the ground, but she was lying on the ground, grinning from the fall, and everyone saw it, and burst into laughter.

The second aunt screamed and rushed over, but she remembered the lesson of the third aunt. She didn't ask to punish Lin Qinghe. She just hugged Leng Citing and cried heartily. If she closed her eyes and listened, she really thought Leng Citing had been thrown to his death.

Leng Citing struggled in the arms of the second aunt, trying to stand up, but was tightly held by the second aunt. While crying, the second aunt whispered: "Daughter, pretend to be dead."

Then, the second aunt dragged Leng Citing, who was pretending to be dead, to the side, thus successfully avoiding Lin Qinghe's pursuit.

(End of this chapter)