Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 632 The Female Patriarch! (2)
Song Li was already in cold sweat on his forehead at this time, but his neck was under the blade of others, so he couldn't get angry, and he didn't dare to speak casually.

But that elder obviously had a personal relationship with Song Chengze, and he was sure that Song Chuxi was just bluffing and didn't dare to really touch him. He snorted coldly and walked away, "I don't believe you How dare you do anything to me."

When he crossed the threshold with this step, most of the people behind didn't believe that Song Chuxi, a junior, really dared to touch them.

Song Chuxi didn't stop her, a cold smile curled up at the corner of her lips, she turned her wrist suddenly, and pushed the long sword out on the hilt.

Song Li could even feel the real touch of the sword's edge cutting his skin, and his whole body froze there in shock, while the long sword flew past his neck and pierced straight into the elder's vest.

At that time, the elder had just rushed out the door aggressively, and there was a rattling sound in his throat.

The eyes of the people behind were all wide open, and the soles of their feet immediately took root, and they didn't dare to go any further.

The veins on the man's forehead bulged, and he slowly turned around inch by inch. He probably wanted to criticize Song Chuxi, but he only turned halfway with difficulty, and fell to the ground with a bang.

There was a muffled bang, and Song Li, who was standing there like a stone sculpture that just happened to shake, lost his legs and knelt down on the ground.

At that time, Song Chuxi's hands were empty, and she stood there with her hands behind her back expressionlessly, "Do you think I'm stupid? Now it's obviously Song Chengze and our sisters who are at odds with each other. You have to defend him wholeheartedly, that is It's equivalent to driving us sisters to a dead end. Since you all want to drive me to death, I will still follow your trick of relying on the old to sell the old? Will you be merciful to your subordinates?"

Those few people, the hairs all over their bodies stood on end, they just swallowed their saliva stiffly.

This girl is serious, she can kill the elders of her clan?Is this going to drag all their old bones to die together?
Thinking about it, once Song Chengze comes back one day, with only a mere girl like Song Chuxi, what will she use to compete with the other party?At that time, it will be death.

So at this time, it is very reasonable for Song Chuxi to go to extremes.

Everyone is silent.

Song Chuxi looked up at the yard scornfully and said, "You can leave if you want, but leave your promise to me first, or you will leave with your life."

Those archers are all ready to fight.

The corpse of Song Chuqi in the room was the best example. The hearts of the several old men were all trembling. In the end, they didn't know who was behind it, and turned their heads to look at Song Li.

There was a bloody cut on Song Li's neck, but Song Chuxi's hands were measured, and he didn't really hurt his life. He was just overly frightened, and at this moment, he raised his head inch by inch to look at Song Chuxi with difficulty. past.

Song Chuxi refused to evade, looking at him with a condescending posture, how could he have the slightest humility as a junior?On the contrary, he looked like a life-threatening Rakshasa with a cold face.

I don't know why, but at this moment, Song Li suddenly remembered the situation on the day when the Song family's ancestral hall was blown up. At that time, this girl was almost buried alive by the ruins, but she had the same expression in her eyes at that time, and she was not afraid of dying. Chaos, argue with reason.

The snow fell heavily that day, and the back view of this girl kneeling in the snow was even impressive.

Thinking of all the changes in the Song family's house over the past year, and now that he is in it, Song Li actually has a creepy feeling.

"Patriarch—" Someone couldn't help but speak, his voice was trembling, almost begging.

Song Li came back to his senses in a jerk, and looked at Song Chuxi standing in front of him with a complicated expression, "You should know that we didn't just talk about this in private, but—"

"I know that you can't be in charge of the court affairs, so naturally I won't embarrass you." Song Chuxi said, interrupting him, "The Song family, as long as you don't cause trouble and don't stab me in the back, that's fine. And as uncle's reward for defending our sisters, I guarantee that no matter what happens in the future, my aunt will not blame you for this matter."

The attitude of the Empress Dowager Song is indeed the most important thing.

At this time, Song Li was on the verge of riding a tiger. He had always been afraid of the military power in Song Chengze's hands, and secondly, he was afraid of the Queen Mother Song's methods after she became angry, but the balance between the two—

Nothing is more important than saving your life now.

In the end, he had no choice but to bend down for his life, gritted his teeth and said, "Then it's up to you."

Because I knew the result would be like this, Song Chuxi's expression didn't change much, he just sneered and said: "Then I will trust you, Uncle, for the last time, you are highly respected in the family, and what you say is the best." Cash it in, but don't make me regret it."

Are these words actually a blatant threat?
Song Li pressed his breath against his chest, almost turning his back on his back. Even though he really wanted to roll his eyes at this time and just kick his legs and ignore the matter, he still didn't pass out.

He was paralyzed on the ground, really lost all momentum and face at the moment.

Song Chuxi then raised his hand, "Help Uncle get up and send them out."

"Yes!" He Peng stepped forward and pulled Song Li up himself.

Song Li was really frightened, his legs were still trembling, and his old face had no blood on it.

After He Peng helped him up, he didn't care about him anymore, but Song Li didn't want to stay in the Song family for a moment, so he got up and ran towards the door with a slightly messy footstep.

The others felt as if they had been pardoned, and they were about to leave the house.

At this time, Song Chuxi suddenly sneered, and reminded: "Uncle Jiu came with you, are you going to leave him alone?"

Song Yi and the others who had just rushed to the door suddenly felt their scalps tense again.

At this time, He Peng had already walked over and retrieved his long sword from the man's back.

Because the man had been dead for a while, and he didn't spit out much blood, but a group of old men who had never seen the world also softened their hands and feet.

A guard from outside came in with a pair of door panels, because Song Chuxi really didn't intend to intervene, the old men had no choice but to bite the bullet and move the dead body to the door panel, using all their strength. With the strength of breastfeeding, he carried it tremblingly away.

Song Chuxi just stood in the hall, watching with a blank expression.

She actually didn't care about the coolness and selfishness of people like Song Li, so she didn't care about the so-called attitudes of these people at all. From the beginning to the end, there was no obvious emotion on her face.

(End of this chapter)