Reborn genius hexagram girl

Chapter 121

As soon as he entered the villa, he could see that there were many people coming in and out of the room, all of them hurried and tense, as if they were facing a big enemy, as if they would be the next one to suffer.

A depressive atmosphere lingered in the hall.

"Even Mingze can't be cured, so what's the use of inviting you here! Didn't you say it's down just now, why is it burning again now?"

"Waste, waste! It's all waste! You can't even do this little thing well! Get out, get out of here, everyone!" A series of sharp voices came from upstairs, with uncontrollable anger and hysteria.

Occasionally, it is accompanied by the sound of glass and porcelain breaking, crackling.

Su Jiuyu's peach blossom eyes were slightly deep, and she raised her eyes lightly, "Mr. Song, this?"

Song Hongdong was anxious and embarrassed, "It should be that Mingze's symptoms have recurred again, my wife is a little anxious, please come to Ninth Young Master."

As soon as the two went upstairs, they bumped into several people who came down from upstairs, and they all sighed.

"What disease do you think Young Master Song is suffering from? Why can't the fever go away?"

"No, I keep talking nonsense. I feel like I have been possessed by an evil spirit. If the burning continues like this, even if I am rescued, I am afraid that people will also suffer from burning problems."

"Let's not talk about whether there will be problems with being burned, this person may not be able to be rescued—"

The voice stopped suddenly, apparently seeing Song Hongdong standing not far away, one of them coughed lightly, stepped forward and cupped his hands, "President Song, we can't treat this disease, you still do."

In the middle of speaking, he paused, only shook his head and walked away quickly, as if his life was not long.

Song Hongdong's heart sank suddenly, and he didn't have the time to ask about what happened just now, so he ran up in a hurry, "Ninth Young Master! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"How is it? How is Mingze? Nothing happened, right?" He asked anxiously as soon as he entered.

As soon as Su Jiuyu stepped into the room, before he could see the people inside clearly, a teacup fell dangerously close to his feet with a bang, and the fragments splashed everywhere.

"Why are you crazy!" Song Hongdong was taken aback for a moment, and then became angry.

"You have the nerve to say it? My son just went to some Zhangjia Village with you, and he came back like this. He said he has learned a lot, and now he is almost dead!" Fang Yalan also ignored everything, full of heart All eyes are on his son dying.

This can be said to the bottom of my heart. Is it guilt? Song Hongdong held back his anger and didn't quarrel anymore. Thinking of something, he turned around and said to Su Jiuyu with an embarrassed wry smile, "I've already invited Mr. Ninth here. Don't make people laugh at you anymore."

"It's okay." A gentle and magnetic voice sounded in the room, with the unique texture of youth.

Only then did Fang Yalan realize that there was a person standing behind her husband, and when she raised her eyes, she saw the iconic silver mask, "Master Nine, Young Master Nine?"

She just hadn't seen or heard of the people who suddenly emerged in Chuanshi during this period, and more importantly, she heard that they had some amazing abilities.

She suddenly came back to her senses, "Ninth Young Master, come and see my son!"

Su Jiuyu nodded, and glanced across Fang Yalan inadvertently, but saw that her face was sallow and haggard, she was obviously thinner than at the banquet before, how could she have that superior look?

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly. It seemed that Fang Yalan's spirit had been tense for half a month. Now it seemed that the few people who came down just now had said something, and it was probably at its peak right now.

(End of this chapter)