Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 101 Reunion Again

How could she be taken away?

Xi Huang touched the corner of his lips, looked at him with an evil smile, and said three words, "Impossible!"

He hasn't tortured her enough, how could he just let her go?

"Then don't blame the master."

As soon as the words fell, the dark red brocade robe flickered, and a slender figure had landed in front of Xi Huang, and the two began to fight.

Immediately, there was a flute sound, which was cold.

In an instant, there were screams, and the water in the lake exploded, splashing countless sprays.

Even Xi Huang and Ye Ning, who were fighting with each other, stopped and stepped aside, with blood dripping from their lips.

Yin Qing's internal force was suppressed at this time, and she had no resistance, so she had to cover her ears with both hands so that she would not suffer from it.

Suddenly, several figures flew out from the back of the boat, and directly in front of them was Mo Zicheng who was blowing the floating life with a face of indifference.

Still in that blue dress, still with that icy aura, still so... handsome.

Yin Qing froze there for a moment, until she found Mo Zicheng standing beside her, and Yin Yu with a lazy face was also standing beside her, behind her were Qingyan and Chi Jing respectively.

Seeing that Yin Yu was also coming, Yin Qing's eyes could not help but tighten, and regardless of the fact that she was still dripping, she went straight to her, "Why are you here?"

She didn't call her!
Besides, given the current situation, she really shouldn't have come.

Yin Yu smiled wildly, holding a paper fan between her fingers, and said jokingly, "Why can't you come? Could it be that we haven't seen each other for a month, and Fourth Sister doesn't want to miss me?"

She took advantage of this opportunity to escape, and handed over all the disaster relief to Yinshang and Chu Muyuan, so she ran here with Mo Zicheng.

"You, go!"

Yin Qing frowned slightly, and couldn't help being a little flustered, because she saw Ye Ning's bloody eyes.

If she stayed here, according to Ye Ning's behavior, Yin Yu might be skinned and torn apart.

What's more, now Yin Yu can't remember anything!
"Fourth sister..."

"Haha, it's finally here."

Yin Yu's words were interrupted, and Ye Ning looked at Yin Yu coldly, with a sneer on his lips, and a bloodthirsty hatred in his eyes.

This hatred actually made Yin Yu shiver inexplicably.

Suddenly, a heart-piercing feeling spread through my heart.

Yin Yu clutched her aching heart, her beautiful face turned pale, and she murmured slightly, "Fourth Sister, why does it hurt so much..."

This……

Yin Qing couldn't answer her, but just looked at her worriedly.

She didn't expect that Ye Ning was still alive and came back.

"Haha, Yin Yu, didn't expect that?"

Ye Ningyan looked at her pointedly, and looked at her cruelly.

It was like tearing her whole body apart. She had never seen such hatred.

The pain in the atrium is gradually deepening, and the pain in the brain is getting stronger and stronger.

It sounded like it was about to explode.

"Fourth sister, why..."

she doesn't understand...

What's the matter with this inexplicable pain in the atrium?

she doesn't understand...

Why is the place where the apex of the heart is attached so flustered, mixed with a little bit of joy...

At this time, obviously Xi Huang didn't want to give them too many chances to talk, so he came behind Ye Ning silently and slapped him on the back.

"careful!"

Immediately afterwards, Yin Yu rushed over like an arrow off the string.

Seeming to have sensed Xi Huang's movements, Ye Ning turned around like a ghost.

Thus, a rather dramatic scene appeared.

Because of Ye Ning's turning around, Xi Huang's palm directly hit Yin Yu who flew over.

Immediately, Yin Yu fell down like a rag.

Ye Ning froze, watching her fall to the ground, and then there was a loud noise.

Seeing this scene, Yin Qing was also taken aback, let go of Mo Zicheng's fingers, ran over in a hurry, and picked up Yin Yu who fell on the ground.

A rare panic appeared on his gentle and jade-like face.

Mo Zicheng put Fusheng into his wide sleeves, walked over with a stride, handed out a white handkerchief to Yin Qing with a sullen face, and watched her wipe away the blood from the corner of Yin Yu's mouth little by little.

(End of this chapter)