Medicine door witch

Chapter 138 tit for tat (1)

"Mine." Xuanyuan Yu raised his eyebrows, looked at Ling Zichang with a provocative gaze, and even his voice was somewhat chilling, "She gave it to me, it's mine."

Ling Zichang originally planned to come up to perfunctory, to show his grandfather a show, but now seeing this servant's ignorance, he couldn't help but want to teach him a lesson.

Ling Zichang is an eighth-rank martial artist, who has been in the military camp all year round, has made countless outstanding military exploits in the frontier battlefield, and has a lot of combat experience.

His fists were like lightning, his fists were fierce like wind, carrying the powerful wood vitality, within a short while, he had thrown out no less than a hundred punches.

The crazy green fist shadow attacked Xuanyuan Yu's body like a violent storm.

However, to Ling Zichang's surprise, no matter how hard he hit and how fast he was, he couldn't touch half of the servant's skirt.

what happened?

He clearly didn't feel the slightest breath of a cultivator from that servant?

Ling Zichang frowned, stopped the attack in his hand, stared at the smiling handsome man in front of him very seriously, and said coldly: "Who the hell are you?"

"Me?" Xuanyuan Yu's eyes flashed cunningly, with a dazzling smile on his lips, "My name is Yu, and I am Luo'er's most loyal servant. Of course, an admirer."

The blue veins on Ling Zichang's forehead were faintly protruding, his fists were clenched tightly, his knuckles turned white, and he said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense, answer my question, who are you, and why are you lurking in my Ling family?"

A person who can perfectly hide his cultivation must have extremely high abilities.

Isn't it suspicious that such a guy with astonishing cultivation is hiding in Ling's mansion and is willing to be a funny servant?
"I'm not talking nonsense." There was a languid smile on the corner of Xuanyuan Yu's lips, and a big hand caressed the elegant sky blue brocade belt on his hand, "Yu's words are true, and he is only good to Luo'er with all his heart."

Ling Luo cursed angrily: "Scum."

I really don't forget to take advantage of her anytime and anywhere, and speak so ambiguously in front of so many people.

If it weren't for the fact that he was holding her brocade belt in his hand, Ling Luozhen would have slapped his crumpled face.

Ling Zichang was very depressed.He is a very honest person, looking at this man's appearance, it doesn't look like he is lying at all.

Just as the three of them were in a stalemate, an even more discordant and cold voice broke in.

"Both of you are not qualified, only I can get Sister Luo's brocade belt!"

This creepy voice—

Ling Luo's body shook, and a layer of white sweat rose from his back, soaking his underwear.

She looked at the tall man, with a majestic appearance and a dignified appearance, wearing a gorgeous deep coat of Gebu, embroidered with golden claws and dragons, and wearing golden boots.

Every time Chen Moxu took a step towards her, Ling Luo felt a great sense of oppression.

This man is strong.

Moreover, he did not hold back his breath at all.

A fine layer of sweat also appeared on Ling Luo's forehead. The breeze blew by, bringing a little bit of cooling, but it could not relieve her inner anxiety at the moment.

"Your Highness, stop joking."

Her voice was very dry and astringent, and she couldn't control it and became hoarse.

Chen Moxu's eyes darkened slightly, this voice coincided with the mysterious woman who was delivering medicine for auction in Zhiren Pavilion.

The corner of His Royal Highness's lips curled into an invisible arc: "Luo'er, or, I should call you Miss Luo, you know, I never joke."

(End of this chapter)