"Stop!" Wu Yuanyuan was annoyed by his ignorance and immediately shouted: "Don't worry, I will suppress my cultivation to the True Qi realm and give you a fair fight."
Zhuo Mufeng didn't even reply: "Brother thinks he is not as good as my sister."
Wu Yuanyuan clenched her silver teeth, her eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire.
After suffering such a shameful humiliation that day in Mei Xueyuan, she returned to the hospital and washed her teeth and mouth over and over again, and in the end she almost stopped bleeding.
But no matter how she washed it, she just felt like she couldn't wash away the smell. Her whole body felt like it was penetrated by the breath of the bastard, and she couldn't wash it off anymore.
She was no longer innocent. Just thinking of this, Wu Yuanyuan had the urge to go crazy. She hid in her room and cried for a long time that day, but she still did not dare to tell the truth.
When my mother knocked on the door, she had to wipe away her tears and adjust her mood. After being questioned by her parents, she had to hide it for the shameless thief, saying she was just being held down.
Wu Yuanyuan asked herself that no one could understand her feelings. Her whole chest was filled with evil fire, and she wanted to break out, but couldn't find the chance to break out.
She had been tossing and turning these days, with some shameful images flashing through her mind from time to time. She was suddenly shocked to realize that her breasts had been touched, her butt had been photographed, and her mouth had even been tasted by the same person...
Every time she thought about this, Wu Yuanyuan had the urge to die of shame and anger. Looking at Zhuo Mufeng's back that ignored her, she felt like her body was about to explode with anger and shouted: "Are you afraid of losing to me?
Don’t you dare to fight me?”
Zhuo Mufeng waved his hand: "You say so."
This perfunctory answer clearly meant that she, Wu Yuanyuan, was being unreasonable and making trouble. Wu Yuanyuan was furious on the spot. She swung her sword and stabbed Zhuo Mufeng irrationally, as fast as thunder.
Zhuo Mufeng didn't expect that this woman would take action as soon as she said it, and she didn't suppress her cultivation at all, and just killed her with all her strength.
The two sides were less than three steps away from each other, and there was a gap in strength between them. One was angry and the other was completely defenseless. By the time Zhuo Mufeng sensed the movement behind him, it was already too late.
The violent and sharp sword struck hard, making his mind go blank. His thinking was stagnant at this moment, his body was tense and stiff, and he had no time to react.
"stop!"
At the critical moment, a soft drink sounded in his ears, and the sword energy that made Zhuo Mufeng feel desperate suddenly withdrew and spread out like a breeze blowing over the bright moon, blowing up the hem of his clothes. There was a faint tingling pain in his back, but there was still some pain.
Unreal.
Zhuo Mufeng's legs became weak and his steps stopped. When he realized that he was not dead and had saved his life, a thick layer of cold sweat broke out on his whole back. If he hadn't held on forcefully, he would have almost fallen to the ground.
Go up.
The feeling of life and death is so terrifying!
Zhuo Mufeng slowly raised his head and found that Miao Qingcheng and Madam Rejoice on the steps both had expressions of astonishment and fear. The situation just now was so sudden that even with Madam Rejoice's skill, she had no time to stop it.
Taking a deep breath, but his heart was still beating rapidly, and enduring the chill on his spine, Zhuo Mufeng slowly turned around and found a long sword leaning straight against his body less than half an inch away.
Location.
Just a little poke could have easily killed me!
Wu Yuanyuan, who was holding the long sword, showed a sarcastic and disdainful smile. Especially when she saw Zhuo Mufeng's face turned pale with fright, her smile blossomed, with the word "contempt" written on her whole face.
It seems to be saying that you are nothing great, you are just a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.
Zhuo Mufeng was furious for a moment and shouted: "Wu Yuanyuan, are you sick?"
A roar was astonishing.
Zhuo Shaoxia directly used vulgar slang, which made everyone present stunned. However, thinking of the thrilling scene just now, they all understood him.
Even Hai Sisi, who was the most uncooperative, looked at Wu Yuanyuan in shock.
It was so thrilling just now, that sword almost made her think it would really penetrate her. That kind of sword power and murderous intent, if not controlled properly, could really kill someone!
Although she was afraid that Zhuo Mufeng would affect her eldest brother and sister Wu, she never thought about letting Zhuo Mufeng die.
Wu Yuanyuan was not afraid of Zhuo Mufeng's roar. Instead, she admired the other person's livid face and sneered: "What, are you scared to death? I thought you, Mr. Zhuo, were so extraordinary. It turns out that you are just a weakling at best."
Shrimp.
You look like you are sweating profusely. Do you want to wipe it with a cloth? Don't be scared, otherwise my dad will feel bad."
Seeing Zhuo Mufeng's frightened look, Wu Yuanyuan felt an inexplicable sense of revenge and raised her eyebrows with a hint of provocation.
Zhuo Mufeng was so angry that he said angrily: "Is this fun? If you dare, kill me. Don't play such unreasonable tricks. Come on!"
Zhuo Mufeng was like a furious lion, he walked forward without any care, his chest hit the tip of the sword, piercing the skin and bleeding, but he felt no pain, he walked forward again, as if he was actively seeking death.
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Wu Yuanyuan was surprised and subconsciously retracted her hand to draw her sword. Zhuo Mufeng continued to move forward while she continued to retreat.
Seeing this, Wu Yuanyuan gritted her teeth and said: "Don't force me to take action. Even if I kill you, no one will avenge you!"
Zhuo Mufeng laughed loudly: "Come on, kill, hurry up! Who am I, Zhuo Mufeng? I am just a little person with no background. I owe everything to you to take care of me today. Of course it is not worth mentioning. Don't say that I was taken care of by you.
If I kill you once, even if I kill you ten times, or if I kill you a hundred times, I deserve it!"
Wu Yuanyuan bit her lip with her silver teeth. She was frightened by this momentum. Unable to retreat in time, Zhuo Mufeng took the initiative and stepped forward. The tip of the sword penetrated another half inch, and blood spread on his chest.
"Mufeng!"
At this time, Miao Qingcheng finally recovered from the shock, secretly yelling that it was bad, and her pretty face changed color.
She hurriedly ran down, first pressed Zhuo Mufeng's acupuncture points to stop the bleeding, and then grabbed his arm with her delicate hands. In the end, Zhuo Mufeng dragged him a few steps forward, pleading in her voice: "Mufeng, on behalf of my girl Yuan, I'm going to ask you for help."
You apologize."
Seeing Zhuo Mufeng's cold expression, Miao Qingcheng quickly shouted to Wu Yuanyuan: "If you don't put away your sword, is this how you treat your elder brother?"
Wu Yuanyuan gritted her silver teeth, but under her mother's gaze, she sheathed the sword in time without saying a word.
Miao Qingcheng changed one hand to both hands, and finally held Zhuo Mufeng, looking up at him: "Mufeng, Yuan Yatou is not sensible. She has been spoiled by your foster father since she was a child. Don't be the same as him, okay?"
The situation just now was really scary. Even she thought that Zhuo Mufeng was dead, as were all the bystanders. As a person involved, her feelings would be ten times stronger. This was not a joke.
Miao Qingcheng glared hard at Wu Yuanyuan again, secretly blaming her beloved daughter for not doing so.
Zhuo Mufeng let out a long sigh, turned around, looked directly at the beautiful woman beside him who looked too young, and smiled sadly: "Foster mother, does my existence really make you so annoying?"
Hearing this, Miao Qingcheng looked at him blankly, a little caught off guard.
Zhuo Mufeng asked: "Does the adoptive mother think that I have disgraced the Sanjiang Alliance?"
Miao Qingcheng didn't understand what he meant, but she quickly replied: "Absolutely not."
"From the time we met until now, have I ever been disrespectful to my stepmother?"
"Never."
"Have I ever done anything that harmed the interests of the Sanjiang Alliance?"
"No, not only no, but you also have merit."
Zhuo Mufeng chuckled, and then said without mercy: "Then why? Ever since she left Gusu City, the adoptive mother has been making things difficult for the child and deliberately embarrassing the child?
Is it because of what happened to Miss Wu? But shouldn’t the adoptive mother first ask her how that happened and clarify the situation?
I came to visit Aunt Li today, thinking that I would fulfill my duty as a young master of the Sanjiang League, but in the end, hahaha, no one paid any attention to me, and everyone hated me and avoided me, wishing to kick me out."
Zhuo Mufeng became more excited and his eyes turned red: "That's all. After all, I'm not familiar with Aunt Li's family, but why, I don't want to compete, but you insist on forcing me one by one and deliberately embarrassing me?
My face, Zhuo Mufeng, is worthless and I cannot compare with you, but I am not someone to be despised by others! Okay, if you want me to compete, then I will compete, but why does Miss Wu refuse to let me go?"
Without giving Miao Qingcheng a chance to speak, Zhuo Mufeng continued: "Does the adoptive mother want to say that it was a misunderstanding? But we know that the sword just moved forward half an inch, and the child's life was lost.
A child's life is also life, and I cannot withstand a few threats from others. If I really don't like you, I will just leave, so why bother being so aggressive and deliberately humiliating me!"
After saying that, Zhuo Mufeng opened Miao Qingcheng's hands and walked toward the door, resolute and firm, his back looking very lonely and lonely.
Miao Qingcheng was a little confused by what he said.
Many things are obviously not as they appear on the surface, but in this situation, Zhuo Mufeng accused him as a victim, with a face full of indignation. At first glance, even Miao Qingcheng doubted whether he had gone too far.
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A young man with no background suddenly became the eldest son of the Sanjiang League. He was psychologically sensitive, and he was afraid that others would say he was clinging to him. However, his adoptive mother acted a little distant and wary of him due to various reasons.
As for Wu Yuanyuan, the adopted sister, her various actions, needless to say, have her disgust written all over her face.
After all, Zhuo Mufeng is only seventeen years old. He is not even as good as a weakling. How can he bear this kind of grievance? This is because he is feeling depressed and does not plan to stay in the Sanjiang League!
Miao Qingcheng hurriedly stepped forward, took Zhuo Mufeng's arm with both hands again, and explained: "My child, things are not like yours. What happened to my mother before was all a joke to you.
Don’t even think about it. If I didn’t treat you as a family member, how could your mother deliberately punish you in front of the guards? I was so happy chatting with your Aunt Li earlier that I forgot to take your feelings into consideration for a while. Don’t take it to heart.
, okay?
What happened to Yuan Yatou is her fault. I want her to apologize to you. If she dares to do it again in the future, you tell my mother and she will make the decision for you, okay?"
With Miao Qingcheng's status, being able to assume such a posture and say such words is enough to show that Zhuo Mufeng is extraordinary. There are not many people in the entire world who are qualified to see Miao Qingcheng's low profile.
Madam Rejoice's eyes sparkled. Hai Teng and Hai Sisi brother and sister were a little surprised.
Zhuo Mufeng was still holding his neck, looking like he had been greatly wronged.
In fact, there was no way this guy was willing to leave the Sanjiang Alliance. He was angry, but more often than not, he was just using the topic to disrupt Miao Qingcheng's thinking and continue to reduce the possibility of being suspected.
Sometimes, youth is not an advantage, but sometimes, it is the best cover-up.
After pretending for a while, Zhuo Mufeng's eyes turned red: "Why should my adoptive mother comfort me?"
Miao Qingcheng said repeatedly: "This is by no means a consolation. I apologize to you for my mother. If your adoptive father knew all this, he would never forgive me."
Zhuo Mufeng sniffed and hurriedly borrowed a donkey to go downhill to avoid overacting. He said bitterly: "A foster mother can't do this. In fact, speaking of it, there is something wrong with me."
Miao Qingcheng heard this and knew that he had been persuaded. He let out a sigh of relief and smiled softly: "We are all one family. It's good that the misunderstanding has been resolved. Yuan girl, why don't you come over and apologize to your elder brother!"