"Ask." Zeng Zhengping smiled coldly: Huh, now that the witnesses and material evidence are all there, I see what tricks you can do! You actually dare to go against my Zeng family, you are simply ignorant of life and death.
However, although the Zeng family is powerful, it is still in a small corner. In terms of popularity, there is still a big gap between it and a big family like the Shangguan family. We just take this opportunity to become famous, and maybe we can get some benefits from the Ling family.
!A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how miserable the Ling family is, they still have some background. Even if they can't get money or anything, it's good to get some skills.
Zeng Zhengping thought he was sure to defeat Ling Chuxi, so he started to think about the Ling family again.
"What a shame, you said this injury was caused by me?" Ling Chuxi looked directly at Zeng Fanjian and asked softly.
"If not you, who else? Besides you, there is him, her, him..." Zeng Fanjian pointed at Ling Chuxi with an angry face, and then pointed at Ling Zhongxiao and others, without even noticing that Ling Chuxi's
There were wisps of strange light in his eyes.
"If you think about it again, how do I remember that it was you who hit me?" Ling Chuxi's eyes suddenly glowed with light.
"Ah..." Zeng Fanjian suddenly roared, his eyes glowed red, and he hit the wall.
The thing happened too suddenly and too strangely. Before anyone could react, they heard a muffled bang. Zeng Fan's sword had hit the wall, blood gurgled out, and his face that was already bruised and black suddenly disappeared.
Colorful.
Zeng Fanjian turned over and got up from the ground. He didn't even have time to wipe the blood on his face, and screamed "Ouch" again, and hit the wall regardless of his life or death.
"Fan Jian!" Zeng Zhengping finally came to his senses and hurriedly stepped forward to hold Zeng Fan Jian.
But at this time, Zeng Fanjian's eyes were blood red and his condition was crazy. Even his strength was much stronger than usual. For a moment, Zeng Zhengping was unable to subdue him. There was no way. Although he was a deacon, his strength was not at the peak of the emperor level.
He failed to reach the divine level. Zeng Fanjian himself was in the middle stage of the imperial level. Once he went crazy, he was not much worse than him.
"Fan Jian, Fan Jian, Fan Jian..." Zeng Zhengping panicked, hugging Zeng Fanjian tightly with both hands and calling his name desperately.
There was a strange look on everyone's face: You're a bitch, listen to these words. After all, you are also a family. Even if others hit a wall, you don't have to scold them like this.
Zeng Fanjian was hugged tightly by Zeng Zhengping, but his expression was even more crazy and ferocious. He opened his mouth fiercely and was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide.
Zeng Zhengping was startled, gritted his teeth, and slapped Zeng Fanjian hard on the back.
"Poof!" Zeng Fanjian spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes regained a trace of clarity and gradually calmed down.
"Fan Jian, Fan Jian, how are you?" Zeng Zhengping asked anxiously.
The Zeng family has been passed down for five generations, and Zeng Fanjian is the only son in the direct line. If something unexpected happens in Yunzhong City, how should he explain it to the head of the family?
"Just now, what happened just now?" Zeng Fanjian asked feebly. It seemed that Zeng Zhengping's slap just now was really hard.
"Have you forgotten, you hit the wall just now, what happened?" Zeng Zhengping asked.
"Hit the wall..." Only then did Zeng Fanjian feel the severe pain on his forehead. He stretched out his hand and saw blood all over his hand. His lips trembled in fear.
"Second uncle, I just felt like my mind was in a mess, and I just wanted to hit myself to death. What's wrong with me? How could this happen?" Zeng Fanjian finally vaguely remembered what had just happened, and held Zeng Zhengping's arm tightly.
He asked in a trembling voice. In his panic, he forgot to conceal Zeng Zhengping's identity.