At this time, Jie Feijie was both happy and worried. Fortunately, she did not deal with Ling Chuxi personally, but let Zhuo Fanglin, the cannon fodder, take the lead. Otherwise, it would not be Zhuo Fanglin who was flattened into a pig's head.
It's her.
The worry was that if Zhuo Fanglin couldn't bear the pain and handed her over to share Ling Lao's anger, she would still be dead.
Xie Feiying was at a loss what to do, she was worried and scared, she was breaking out in a cold sweat, Ling's grandma was so angry right now, she wouldn't dare to come forward to ask for help even if she had a hundred courages, let alone her, even her grandfather
At this time, we can only hide as far as we can, not daring to touch Ling Lao's bad luck.
A burst of footsteps sounded not far away. It was the disciples of the Jie family who heard Zhuo Fanglin's screams and rushed over. Although this place is remote, Zhuo Fanglin's screams were so miserable and earth-shattering that after a long time, someone would hear them.
of.
Xie Feiying finally felt a little more relaxed. As an elder, Lingma would not beat a junior to death. As long as Zhuo Fanglin persisted a little longer, he would be able to survive the difficulty.
When these young disciples arrived, Zhuo Fanglin had already been beaten by Ling Lao until he was covered in bruises and left in a state of indignity.
"Grandma Ling." Upon seeing Grandma Ling, who was punching and kicking Zhuo Fanglin, all the disciples' faces changed drastically, and they bowed timidly. No one dared to step forward, feeling regretful in their hearts. At first, they thought
It was the disciples of the sect who were fighting among themselves and came to see the fun, but they didn't know that it was Grandma Ling who was trying to kill him.
Curiosity killed the cat. If they had known that Grandma Ling was here, they wouldn't have dared to come here even if they had the courage to do so. If Grandma Ling didn't like me and dragged her over as a foil, she would have been in trouble for the rest of her life. Look.
Seeing Zhuo Fanglin's tragic situation, everyone felt uneasy in their hearts.
"Sister Chu Xi."
"Uncle Ling." Ziyin, Ye Xiaoqi and others also came.
Taking a closer look, among the people who came, Han Qingchi’s disciples were the most numerous. Even the outer disciples of Yue Kaili rushed over. It’s no wonder that Chi Hanbing specifically told them not to cause trouble when he left, and they
I heard about Ling Chuxi's glorious deeds from Ye Xiaoqi's mouth, so when I heard the scream, I thought of Ling Chuxi.
They didn't feel relieved until they came to the scene and saw that it was Ling Lao who took action.
"Uncle Ling, what's going on?" Seeing Ling Lao's furious look, Ye Xiaoqi lowered her voice and asked Ling Chuxi. Although Ling Chuxi didn't take action, it was not difficult to guess from the situation that this matter must be related to her.
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This is also a common question for everyone, but no one dares to ask Ling Lao. Everyone looks at Ling Chuxi curiously.
"You have no respect for your superiors. You dare to attack your fellow martial uncle, and you dare to quibble in front of me. I will let all the disciples of the sect see your fate today and take it as a warning in the future." Ling Chuxi has not yet answered,
Ling Lao had already cursed loudly and gave everyone an answer.
Everyone looked at Zhuo Fanglin with sympathy. Originally, what Ling Lao hated most was internal fighting among her own disciples. You actually dared to attack your uncle, and you were caught red-handed by her. It's no wonder you were unlucky.
"Grandma Ling, I was wrong. I don't dare to do it anymore. Please forgive me this time." While Grandma Ling was speaking, Zhuo Fanglin begged with a tearful voice.
He finally understood that it was useless to reason with Ling Lao. He would only suffer worse. As for the evidence, Ling Chuxi's silent words at this time spurted out a mouthful of blood, which was more convincing than any evidence.