The so-called Young Master Yang is Yang Dianfeng, the son of the Criminal Law Director, who is good at ease and shows mercy everywhere.
I heard that when I was named, I was crazy... Ah, it was Yang Dianfeng's name that was made fun of by people all over the city. His mother cried, made a fuss and hanged, saying how could our son live with such a name? Our master
Lord Si insisted on his own and comforted his wife like this: "Madam, our son will reach the top in the future."
His wife almost died suddenly.
Fortunately, the position of the Criminal Law Database is not low, and few people dare to call him directly, all of which are called by Mr. Yang.
It is well known that Mr. Yang has a pedophile.
In the room on the first floor of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Yang Dianfeng walked around.
The criminal law database is very tightly investigated. He has been wronged these days. I don’t hear Fat Aunt say that there is a little baby in her teens. Before he can eat, he ran to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
It has to be said that Mr. Yang looks really fucking talent, with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, inwardly trapped eyes, and black under his eyelids as if they were national treasures. He was only in his early twenties, and his skin was as loose as his. At first glance, he was
Excessive indulgence.
There was a knock on the door outside the door. Yang Dianfeng was stunned for a moment and was full of joy, but he was still strong and calm, tidy up his clothes, coughed a few times and looked like a dog... Ahhh... he pretended to walk to the door and opened the door.
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Fat Aunt was standing at the door, and the fat on her face was piled up when she smiled. "Young Master Yang, the new girl is a little ignorant, and there are still a few scars on her face. Have you figured it out?"
"Come in." Yang Dianfeng was ready to move.
"Young Master Yang, these are two bottles of Hehuan Powder." Fat Aunt stepped forward and handed Yang Dianfeng two bottles of Hehuan Powder.
Yang Dianfeng frowned slightly, "Two bottles? Children can't bear it, they can die easily."
"The body will be handled by our Xiaoxiang Pavilion. As long as Mr. Yang, you are comfortable." Fat Auntie smiled.
Upon hearing this, a flash of light appeared in Yang Dianfeng's eyes, **...
Fat Auntie walked out the door and patted her palms. Ye Jingjing was carried into the room by two men. Her eyes were frightened, but her limbs were weak and she had no strength to escape.
One of the men put Ye Jingjing on the bed, and Yang Dianfeng swallowed beside him, "Be careful, the ceramic-like girl can't be damaged."
After the man stepped down, Yang Dianfeng walked forward and stroked Ye Jingjing's face, "Most of the disfigured women are ugly. I never thought that there would be such a comfortable girl. Girl, don't be afraid...I..."
Ye Jingjing widened her eyes and felt that she was in the abyss. She had never seen such a hell on earth.
After Ye Qingqing, this was the second time she faced the ugly side of this world. It was unbearable and disgusting. The blood in her body was surging wildly, and the dark color was gradually eroded...
The white paper that Qingge wanted to keep was now a corner of black.
When Yang Dianfeng was possessed and was about to kiss Ye Jingjing on the neck, the horse's hooves outside the Xiaoxiang Pavilion neighed, and the door was kicked open. The girl outside the door was as bloody as fire, and her eyes were terrifyingly red.
Yang Dianfeng stood up stiffly and turned to look at the door. Qingge walked into the room step by step. The Mingwang knife in his hand was still dripping with red blood. When the blood fainted on the cold ground, it looked like Mansha Zhuhua.
A river opened.
"Who are you!" Yang Dianfeng said angrily, "I am the son of the Master of the Criminal Law Library, you..."
In a hurry, two bottles of Hehuan San fell from Yang Dianfeng's sleeves. The bottles containing Hehuan San were crystal clear, and the purple-red color was extremely beautiful. The walls were carved with spiritual carvings.
Join/Join off!
Qingge's pupils suddenly tightened, and the strong anger burned out the last bit of reason. She held the Mingwang sword and used a little force. She quickly stepped forward, raised her hand and fell down. A bloody arm fell to the ground, and blood spurted three feet away.
Splattered Qingge's face, she wiped the blood from her face and dragged the knife forward.
ah……
A miserable shout rang out in the room. Yang Dianfeng knelt on the ground weakly, his eyes straightened, and he looked at his arms on the ground in horror.
Qingge hung the Mingwang knife diagonally around her waist, and she walked forward and trembling Ye Jingjing.
She really couldn't imagine that if she came one step later, Ye Jingjing would take the wedding/Huansan, that Ye Jingjing...
Thinking of this, Qingge's eyes were scarlet and murderous intent soared into the sky.
Ye Jingjing closed her eyes and rubbed against Qingge's chest. After a while, she started crying silently, and her inner sorrow could not be concealed.
"Sister, I'm afraid." Ye Jingjing gradually cried out, her face blurred.
Qingge hugged Ye Jingjing and looked coldly at Yang Dianfeng who was kneeling on the ground. After a sneer, she showed her fierce light. She raised her feet and kicked Yang Dianfeng in the face, kicking him away.
When she walked to the lintel, the sun shone on her face, her delicate and smooth skin and scarlet blood were brilliant.
Aunt Fat came with someone to hear the sound and surrounded the room.
Fat Auntie sneered, and the flesh on her face trembled as she spoke, "When did my Xiaoxiang Pavilion become a place where others come and go whenever they want?" She looked at Yang Dianfeng who was lying in a pool of blood inside the door.
He frowned, "Take her down for me and send it to the Si family, the head of the criminal law treasury, as an apology."
After so many years of establishment of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, no one has dared to raise trouble in Xiaoxiang Pavilion so arrogantly.
Because Xiaoxiang Pavilion is a brothel, most of the high-ranking officials and nobles in Beiyue Kingdom have lived here casually, and Xiaoxiang Pavilion has more or less mastered some secrets, such as the fragrance beside the pillow, the most tender story, no matter how good a hero is, he will be sad to pass the beauty.
The people from Xiaoxiang Pavilion rushed into the house with swords, guns, swords and halberds in their hands. At this moment, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the cold was bone-cold. When the earth was shaking, sixty or seventy people rode the ferrous cloud horses into Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and turned Xiaoxiang.
The museum surrounded it, and for a moment, the people on the street stopped and looked at it. The capital of Beiyue has been peaceful. In the decades when the Xiaoxiang Pavilion was established, there has never been a provocation. Now there is someone so openly...
Annu rode a fierce horse into Xiaoxiang Pavilion, holding up the token of the aristocratic family in his hand, and the golden light shone brightly. Annu's voice resounded in every corner of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, "Who dares to be arrogant in the Ye family guards here?"
Fat Aunt turned around and frowned, "Ye Family? As far as I know, Xiaoxiang Pavilion has nothing to do with the Ye Family, why should the Ye Family meddlers meddlers?" Fat Aunt Vulnered her eyes, her slender eyes
Hidden in the **, shining brightly.
Annu looked at the bloody face at the door and hugged Ye Jingjing's Qingge, and sneered: "Xiaoxiang Pavilion has no relationship with my Ye family, but the two behind you, one is the third in my Ye family's direct descendants.
Miss, one is the illegitimate daughter of the Ye family. If you don’t mind the Xiaoxiang Pavilion disappearing from now on, you can start fighting!”
After Lin Chen left, Anu was basically managed by the huge Ye family. Although Qin Lan and Ye Zhengxiong were unhappy, Ye Qingtian supported him and did not dare to do anything excessive on the surface, let alone
The tribe is about to compete, and the center of gravity is on the tribe. How can I have time to deal with this kind of thing? (To be continued)