Chapter 1297

The clouds were gloomy and the women sighed.

Unexpectedly, Murong Junlin was so vicious that he ignored his own daughter's life. Even if there were so many prominent family members present, he still couldn't stop his killing heart. How much hatred he had towards Murong Yanran.

"It's not small. Go on. Aren't there some people who haven't reported their origin? Tell me and see if they can scare me."

The owl said jokingly.

The girls who didn't report their family background were silent. The family of the door lords couldn't scare them. It's okay not to say their origin.

Snowfall brightened up and said proudly, "although we all come from different families, we have a common origin."

"Oh, what's the source? Tell me and see if you can scare me."

The owl held the idea of cat playing mouse and said teasingly.

Other saints looked at her funny and wanted to hear what was great.

"We all have a common husband. His name is Ding Ning."

Snow said proudly, not ashamed but proud.

There was silence in the restaurant. Ding Ning's women were fine, and Guan Shilin didn't care. But Du Mosheng, gentle and soft, Murong Yanran looked at each other in tears and laughter. They weren't Ding Ning's women.

"Ha ha ha!"

After the silence, there was a burst of laughter. The saints laughed up and down, covered their stomachs and even shed tears.

The black line of Ding Qianlie and others looked at the falling snow. They didn't know what the girl was smoking.

Snowfall looked at them solemnly: "am I wrong?"

"Right fart, we're all going to die now, but he can't even see a person. I've never seen such a man without eggs. When he meets something, he hides and lets his woman die. If he's a man, get out now and kill these cheap women. I Du Mosheng will recognize him even if he's a concubine."

Du Mosheng rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"I dare not ask for a concubine like you. I'm afraid uncle Du will chase me."

A clear man's voice suddenly sounded, which stunned everyone, and the whole restaurant fell into a dead silence again.

The night owl's pupils shrunk and her heart was shocked. With her cultivation, she didn't hear where the voice came from. This made her suddenly nervous, looked up and shouted, "who are you?"

"Ding Ning, you're here."

"Wuwu, brother, if you come back later, you won't see us."

"You dead thing, did you come long ago and watch the play?"

"Young master, you are back."

"Ha ha, here comes the young master. Look at these old demons."

……

With a bang, the pot burst open in the restaurant, and there were cheers, tears of joy and surprises of narrowly escaping death.

The night owl suddenly sneered: "it was you. I thought you were going to be a shrinking turtle. Now it's just right. I'm caught by myself, so as not to waste more time."

"I don't know where you got your confidence. If I hadn't hit women all my life, I would tear up your broken mouth now."

With Ding Ning's indifferent voice, the dust was flying, and a big hole was forcibly hit in the ceiling. Ding Ning's face was covered with cold frost, like a divine soldier falling from the sky.

So handsome, so handsome!

Du Mosheng's small mouth was stunned and turned into an O-shape. She looked at Ding Ning like a demon. Although she had no good impression on him because of Ding Ning's playfulness, at the moment, she had to admit that Ding Ning's gray and windy way of coming on the stage brought her unparalleled visual impact and made her heart beat at this moment.

Murong looked at Ding Ning with tearful eyes. After experiencing her father's ruthlessness and death threat, when she saw Ding Ning again, her strong sense of dependence and intimacy made her feel at ease as never before.

Ding Ning didn't even look at the night owl and others like a great enemy. He looked around slowly, and then saw the red palm print on his sister's face. His pupils contracted sharply, his eyes flashed a touch of heartache, and his mouth faintly spit out four words: "did she do it?"

Ding Qianlie could no longer disguise hardship. Tears came out of his eyes and nodded hard.

Ding Ning didn't speak. He turned to look at Xia Hou. Looking at the pale Xia Hou who was already unconscious and dying, he stepped step by step and appeared next to Xia Hou. His hands beat him like lightning for several times, reaching out to take out a pill and put it into his mouth.

"Young master, I'm incompetent. I didn't protect the eldest lady and the young ladies. Xia Hou is useless!"

Xia Hou's face returned to ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye. He slowly opened his eyes and said with guilt when he saw Ding Ning.

"Well, stand up and don't pretend to be dead. What a big thing. Take revenge on yourself. You know I don't beat women. Anyway, you have no taboos."

Ding Ning kicked him angrily, and Xia Hou flew to the owl like a ball.

Everyone is confused. What's the situation? Xia Hou is still hurt. Didn't Ding Ning let him die?

But the next moment, they were all stupid. The night owl had an unprecedented color of fear in his eyes. The whole person didn't even move and was knocked down by Xia Hou.

Strangely, the saints behind her all looked frightened and stood there like puppets.

Xia Hou found that he had recovered from such a serious injury, but the owl seemed stiff and had no resistance. Thinking of the grievances and injuries he had suffered before, he immediately turned red. He rode on the owl and began to slap her in the face: "bitch, bitch, dare to slap the eldest lady in the face. I'll kill you, kill you!"

Ding Ning clapped his hands: "everyone has revenge and revenge. Although they are angry, they dare not fight back."

Yes, they dare not fight back, but they can't fight back at all. They follow their words and appear impressively.

Ding Qianlie had been holding his stomach for a long time. When he heard the speech, he could not restrain himself. He rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward. He opened Xia Hou: "get up and let me come."

"Miss, I haven't had an addiction yet."

Xia Hou said wrongfully.

"It's a shame for you to beat a woman. I'll come."

Ding led the hunter and said fiercely.

"It's really bad for a man to beat a woman, but a vicious woman like this is an animal. I'm afraid I'll dirty your hands. Let me do it!"

Xia Hou said, with his anger nowhere to vent. He really wanted to torture the vicious night owl.

"Roll the calf. There's no place to spread fire. There are more than a dozen women nearby. Go and beat them. The night owl is mine."

Ding Qianlie hasn't been slapped in the face since she was a child, and the humiliation brought to her by the night owl can't be washed away. She will never give up until she doesn't torture the night owl and wants to die.

Xia Hou's grievances can only find other saints to vent their anger, but unexpectedly, those saints have a lord, and he doesn't even have a chance to intervene.

The women have been threatened for so long with surprise and fear. Now they are elated. How can they be merciful and beat the saints and women with screams, which is unbearable.

Ding Ning now knew what had happened from the hare's mouth, and his face was gloomy and could drip water.

Lit a cigarette, walked to the only Murong Yanran who didn't hit anyone and was dejected. He said painfully: "sister, what are you going to do? Do you want me to help you breathe?"

"Forget it, he's my father after all. He's ruthless. I can't be unjust."

Murong Yanran shook his head and said sullenly.

Ding Ning raised her hand, stroked her red and swollen face, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry I'm late, which has wronged you."

Murong Yanran suddenly burst into Ding Ning's arms and cried, holding his waist in his hands.

Wen Xiang was full of, but Ding Ning didn't have the slightest charming mood. She gently patted her shoulder to comfort her scarred heart. It was just the pain in her heart, which let him know how much he cared about the woman tortured by family affection in his arms.

"Elder sister, I'll be angry. Don't worry."

Ding Ning quickly made a decision, with a cold flash in the bottom of his eyes, and said firmly.

"Don't... don't mess around. The Murong family has a deep heritage. It's not that simple."

Murong Yanran stopped crying, broke free from his arms, and stopped with red and swollen eyes.

"Don't worry, he is your father after all. I won't touch him, but I will let them die without a place to bury their vicious mother and son."

Ding Ning stroked her pretty face and said in a determined tone.

"No, he has been confused by that woman. If you touch her, he will never die with you. Ding Ning, promise me not to mess around."

Murong Yanran looked at him, but shook his head again and again, otherwise he would mess around.

Ding Ning's ears suddenly moved, and a smile appeared on his face: "sister, don't worry, I promise I won't cause trouble, and I'll export evil to you. Trust me, okay?"

Murong looked at his confident eyes with a sweet heart for no reason. Hongyun quietly climbed up her cheeks and gave a gentle hum like a gentle little daughter-in-law.

In Jiangnan impression 666 luxury suite, Deng Shuanghong's mother and son are sitting on the sofa in the reception hall and chatting.

"Mom, do you think the night owl of the saint will kill the bitch Murong Yanran?"

Murong Xiongfeng asked nervously and excitedly.

"Shh, keep your voice down. Be careful. Walls have ears."

Deng Shuanghong's face changed and looked around vigilantly.

"Mom, don't worry. This is a five-star hotel. The sound insulation effect is very good. No one can hear it even if it's shouted loudly."

Murong Xiongfeng said disapprovingly.

"You child, how can you be stable at all? I've told you many times that you should be careful to drive a ship for ten thousand years. Even if the sound insulation is better, you should be careful. What if someone installs monitoring?"

Deng Shuanghong glared at her son discontentedly, stood up and carefully checked around.

"It's impossible. This is my long-term reserved room. No one dares to install monitoring here."

Murong Xiongfeng said with a big grin.

Deng Shuanghong glared at him angrily: "I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Just because it's your reserved room, I need to check it more carefully. Haven't you seen it? Murong smiled. The little bastard has begun to suspect us. Maybe he will secretly install surveillance in this room."

"Probably not!"

Murong Xiongfeng felt nervous when he heard the speech. He also stood up and began to check everywhere.

A moment later, he didn't find anything. Murong Xiongfeng was relieved and said with a smile, "Mom, I said you're too cautious. Murong smiled. That fool doesn't have that brain."

Deng Shuanghong was also relieved, but still taught: "if you don't have it this time, it doesn't mean you won't have it in the future. You can't relax for a moment without getting rid of the two bastards Murong Yixiao and Murong Yanran."

"All right, I see."

Murong Xiongfeng said impatiently. Seeing that Deng Shuanghong's eyes were vertical and wanted to preach, he quickly changed the topic and said, "by the way, mom, why do the saints find Murong Yanran the bitch's trouble."