Chapter 317: The Fourth Master is not something to compete for
The young man's eyes were extremely cold for a moment, and his handsome eyebrows furrowed fiercely.
What did he hear?
Tong Jia Muzhen said that his little Fujin deserves to die?
Xiao Fujin robbed her of something?
What is it?
And the Tong Banchao who leans towards the government and the opposition?
The uninhabited Ulanala clan?
Oh, Tong Jia Muzhen really dares to say anything!
This is the niece of his adoptive mother, Queen Xiaoyi, who has been pampered for several years?
The two people facing each other in the house didn't know that the fourth master was outside the door.
Inside, the smoke between the two women continues.
Chu Xian's eyes were full of unwillingness and anger, she held her head with both hands and complained bitterly: "It turned out to be you, it was you who harmed me!" Are you jealous that I am the fourth master's blessing? ”
"Why do you want to hurt me like this!"
"It doesn't matter what the reason is, what matters is that you're going to die soon. In the draft next March, I will be the fourth cousin's concubine. ”
"Fourth cousin-in-law, I won't send it away~"
"Smack!"
A crisp slap sounded.
Tong Jia Mu Zhenqiao's face instantly rose red, which was the mark of being pulled out by Chu Xian's palm.
She covered her face in a daze, and after reacting, her eyes were full of anger: "You cheap woman, you dare to beat me!" My grandfather was the ruler of the country! What are you! ”
"Smack!"
"Ah!! You slut! ”
"Smack!"
"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”
Chu Xian opened her left and right and slapped her six times in one breath, until Tong Jia Muzhen covered her face and didn't dare to speak.
She has never been beaten when she is so big, and the first time she was beaten, she was slapped so many times in a row, and the whole person was stunned.
Chu Xian grabbed her shoulders and pressed her against the wall, her sharp and long nails hanging her chin back and forth and snorted coldly: "Little sister, I'll wait for you on the Huangquan Road." ”
"The fourth master is not a thing, he is my husband, the husband who Huang Ama pointed out to me. Even if I die, I will be his concubine for the rest of my life. In 100 years, I will be buried with him. Even if you use the means to enter the fourth master's backyard in the future, you are just one of his many concubines. I am the only one who can stand by the side of the fourth master. ”
"If I know that you treat my fourth master as something that can be fought over at will, my aunt and grandmother will personally tear your mouth and pull out your teeth!"
"Also, the status of Ben Fujin and the status of our Wulanala family were all given by Huang Ama, not by Ben Fujin."
"You, aren't you crazy!" Tong Jia Muzhen felt a chill down her spine for a moment.
"Am I crazy?" Chu Xian showed a puzzled look for a moment: "No, I'm not crazy!" I'm the fourth master's Fujin, I'm not crazy! ”
She has become the "madman" who holds her head and is full of pain and madness.
Tong Jia Muzhen trembled for a while, and suddenly was a little afraid of the soul water.
It turns out that the Soul Leaving Water will torture a normal person to such an extent?
The burning pain on her face reminded her of the shame she had just suffered, and she stepped up to Chu Xian, who was acting crazy, and wanted to break her shoulder and slap her dozens of times.
But she didn't expect that although Chu Xian was crazy, her movements were very flexible.
She turned around and was out of her control, and then she heard Chu Xian gritting her teeth and saying cruelly: "What the hell did you hurt me like this, I want revenge, I want to skin her!" ”
Suddenly, I don't know what was thrown over by Chu Xian's head and face.
Tong Jia Muzhen subconsciously reached out to catch it, and then after seeing the green and faint light in the warm pavilion clearly, she let out a scream of "ah————".
It was a skinned, bloody entity that couldn't tell what it was.
She will never forget the feeling at that time in her life:
Holding the bloody corpse in his hand, Chu Xian's crazy and fierce voice in his ears was: "I want the people who hurt me to bury me, and skin them to be buried with me!" ”