Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 1291 Mrs. Aunt, the contest at the door 4
The man with the goatee nodded towards his wife and smiled happily: "Junior Sister, you finally begged me?"

Madam lowered her head in embarrassment, and she returned to normal after a while, and said to the man with the goatee: "Senior brother, it's more important to get down to business."

The man with the goatee nodded, smiled ambiguously at the eldest lady, and walked towards Moy.

Moy is more than enough to support those house slaves, but at this moment a man with a goatee came, and this man's kung fu is superior to hers. He looked at Moy, touched the goatee, and shook his head with some regret: "This little boy The girl is so handsome, it's a pity, it's a pity"

Moy naturally knew that he must be from Madam's side, so he clenched his fists, as if he wanted to fight him: "Stop talking so much nonsense, come on!"

The man with the goatee laughed out loud, very satisfied with the little girl, shook his head and said with a bit of heartache: "Oh, what a crime, what a crime, such a flowery beauty, I really can't let go!"

"Brother, what are you still dawdling about?" Seeing that he could not walk when he saw the beauty, Madam shouted anxiously in her heart.

When the man with the goatee heard his wife's words, he felt as if his whole body had been shot with chicken blood. He clenched his fists and came towards Moy. Although Moy dodged left and right, but the opponent's skills were superior to hers, and she tried her best She resisted, but was still hit by his palm on the chest, and a mouthful of blood spewed out immediately. The wound was like a tearing pain. She knew that her wound had opened again. It had already begun to scab. It will take a long time to recuperate.

The man with the goatee shook his hand, shook his head again, and said to Moy, "You are not my opponent, so you should just grab it and obey my junior sister!"

Moy wiped the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up dragging his painful body. The hand covering his chest felt a burst of warm moisture. Looking down, the bright red blood had already soaked through her clothes, staining her red. hands.

She still refused to admit defeat, stretched out her other hand, and looked at the man with the goatee: "I advise you to stop talking so much nonsense, you can kill or cut as you like, but if you want me to be caught without a fight, dream!"

"He has a strong personality. I like it, but it's a pity." He glanced at Madam, saw Madam's ashen face, and immediately became serious, and said to Moy, "Then don't blame me for being rude."

Just when the man with the goatee was about to rush up and take Moy down, the door of the room was opened from the inside, and Yu Linglong crawled over with her mutilated body crying, everyone stopped their movements and looked at The ugly woman crawling by the door could be seen to be a woman only because of that black hair.

Some timid girls fainted from fright when they saw Yu Linglong's face again, and some daring girls trembled all over, thinking in their hearts, is this person a human or a ghost?

"Ah, monster!" After seeing Yu Linglong again, the man with the goatee took a dozen steps back, yelling as he retreated, and quickly hid behind his wife.

Da furen pointed at Yu Linglong tremblingly, and asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

The three aunts had already huddled together, looking at Yu Linglong with terrified eyes, as if she was afraid that she would crawl over and eat them up in the next second.

"I think she's a monster." It was a long time before the man with the goatee came to that conclusion.

(End of this chapter)