Fatal Concubine

Chapter 6
Zhu Yeyun is dressed in a red dress with dark patterns and cloud sleeves, and a white dress that is better than snow. Under the sword eyebrows that are neither thick nor light, the narrow and long eyes are like gurgling spring water, and the laughter is like a spring breeze, and the nose is like a hanging gall, like a dark blue distant mountain. He was straight, his thin lips were pale in color, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, making him even more arrogant and unrestrained.

"Do you want the Holy Fox Ling? This is the purpose of Zhuyun Villa that you besieged? But I don't have one." Zhuyeyun said with a smile still on his lips.

"Stop talking nonsense, Zhuye Yun, someone saw the Holy Fox Ling appearing in your woman's hand, and wants to quibble." A fat man rushed out of the crowd, holding two scimitars in his hand, and pointed at Zhuye unceremoniously. Ye Yun's eyes were wide open.

"Oh? In my wife's hand? Mo'er, do you have it?" The voice like a breeze rang out in the wind, and Chaser Yun lowered his head and asked the woman in his arms, "Yun, the holy fox Lingfang is round and round. I don't know, let alone have, who is so good at spreading rumors?" Situ Mo raised her beautiful face, and her small face revealed sincerity.

After Situ Mo's words fell, the hundred people in the courtyard whispered, are they really not in Zhuyun Villa?

Even the elders of the Songshan faction who had just exited frowned, didn't they?how come?
"Everyone, don't believe them, the Holy Fox Ling is in their hands." A loud voice came from outside the Cui Pavilion, and everyone turned their heads to look at the people who came, and they all made way one after another.

This man was in his early twenties, dressed in purple, with a jade tree facing the wind, and his appearance was dignified and he could be called a handsome man.

Zhu Yeyun and Situ Mo were startled when they saw the person coming, and looked at each other.

"Brother, I saw my sister-in-law holding the Holy Fox Ling with my own eyes, could it be a fake!" Zhuyehao squinted his eyes and stared straight at Zhuyeyun, "Brother, it's better not to hide, or your life will be lost." .”

"Zunyeyun, what else do you have to say? If you don't call out Holy Fox Ling, don't blame us for destroying the entire Zhuyun Villa." Shanqian, the head of Zongquan School, what Zhuyehao said could be false.

"Hahaha..." Zhuye Yun laughed wildly, and when the laughter fell, a pair of peach blossom eyes shot out a cold light, "It turns out that he is my good brother. It really surprised me. Do you want the Holy Fox Ling? Even if I have it, but I just want it." I don’t want to hand it over to you.”

The calm voice can shake everyone's hearts every word, which is even more frightening.

"Don't hand it in? Hehe... How about Shenghu Ling exchanging your daughter's life?" Zhuyehao clapped his hands, and a man outside the Cui Pavilion door came in with a baby girl in his arms.

"Father..." Zhu Yeling kicked her legs wildly, and there were bloodstains on the white wrap. Two years ago, she suffered internal injuries, and because her body was too small, she was a little slow to perform, so she was surrounded by these people.

"Ling'er..." Situ Mo clasped her hands tightly.

Zhu Yeyun's expression changed.

"Pay or not?" Zhu Yehao waved a shiny dagger, and finally put it on Zhu Ye Ling's neck, and red liquid flowed out of that delicate neck.

"Ling'er..." Tears poured down from Situ Mo's eyes.

At this time, the whole villa was burning with everything, and the billowing flames were bursting with hot power. The raging flames were rolling, brewing, and flying in the wind, as if to show off its beauty.

(End of this chapter)