A prostitute is about to turn over

Chapter 162
Hearing this voice, Rong Jiao, who had been completely extinguished, suddenly became excited like chicken blood, she jumped up and shouted, "Father, father, I'm here, I'm here" Here, come and save me."

Yu Ling yelled inwardly, the spoiler came, and before he could make a move, the door of the bathroom was kicked open.

When Rong Jiao saw her father arrived in time, the grievance she had just suffered welled up in her heart, her nose sucked, her eyes were red and she wanted to rush forward.

Yu Ling blocked her way with a dodge, and sealed her acupuncture points with a wave.

"Jiao'er..." Rong Dingtian looked at the woman who was controlled by others, her body was only an inch long, her eyes were full of tears, and her small face was full of resentment and pain.

"You guys, what have you done to my daughter?" Rong Dingtian was dressed in a dark purple robe, his hair was tied up with a jade belt, his eyes were majestic, and his black hair was blown up in anger.

Obviously, at this time, he was extremely angry. If his daughter was not still controlled by others, he would have stepped forward and tore them into pieces one by one to vent his anger.

His daughter, peeing is his heart and soul, holding it in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting, where he is willing to move a finger of her, but today, she is here to be humiliated in every possible way by these untouchables, how does this make him Not angry, how not to hate.

Among the people present, none of them were mediocre. As a master, Rong Dingtian knew it all at a glance. When his eyes caught Xue Moyan, his face showed surprise. "Who are you?" He stared directly at Xue Moyan. This man was [-]% similar to the Snow Emperor he had just met, and it couldn't be such a coincidence.

"Xue Moyan..." Xue Moyan smiled, when he knew that Rong Jiao was the daughter of Cangguo Shenwei General's Mansion, he knew that this moment would come sooner or later.

Xue is the surname of Xue Country, the surname of the noble royal family. Mo, it is the name of the prince's generation. Could it be that he is really the emperor's son?

Looking at this scene, Yu Ling secretly smiled inwardly, with a malicious smirk on the corner of her mouth, she raised her voice and said, "Rong Dingtian, he is the sixth prince of Snow Country, if you want to use the strong to bully the weak, you have to ask first." Will His Highness Six be willing?"

Sure enough, it was the prince. Just now the emperor expressed in front of him and the prince that he would like to make friends with Cang Kingdom for generations and fight against foreign enemies together.

Why, after a while, he let his son bully the daughter of General Shenwei?
"General Rong, everything this king did today was done by himself and has nothing to do with this dynasty." Xue Moyan said in a flat tone, and there was not necessarily a trace of regret in his tone.

Rong Dingtian took off the cloak he was wearing, and with a flick of his hand, the cloak wrapped around Rong Jiao whose lips were already purple from the cold.

Such fierce kung fu, Yu Ling secretly looked at Rong Dingtian with admiration, this guy's vigor is above the tenth level, his skill is profound, not inferior to himself and Xue Moyan, if there is no little spirit monkey around, they have no certainty of victory .

"Dare to ask His Royal Highness, what a heinous crime my little girl Rong Jiao has committed, to be so humiliated by you." Rong Dingtian said every word, gritted his teeth, clenched his iron fists, opened his eyes wide, and glared at Xue Moyan and the others.

Xue Moyan smiled slightly, held the silver bone fan, pointed at Yu Ling obliquely, and said: "It's not me she offended, it's her"

Rong Dingtian has always regarded Xue Moyan as the biggest enemy present, but now when he met Yu Ling's eyes, he realized that he was wrong. Today, the head of everyone present is not Xue Moyan, but this girl, who is not young, and her inner Jin's cultivation base is so good, before him such a master, his demeanor is calm, just like the person in front of him, but nothing more than an ant.

(End of this chapter)