Chapter 144

When Bai Ziyan moves his feet away, the shaman with mask exudes a lot of cold sweat? In Shunjing, he had never seen a scene before. He was frightened by a 13-year-old boy. The shaman took a walking stick, and his legs softened after a few steps. He didn't know how he went out of the palace. When he got out of the palace, he looked back and thought that he would never come to the palace again. How could he be so unlucky today, Meet this God of plague.

It's all about King Jing's gentleness. How did he give birth to this rebellious and indifferent son? Moreover, the shaman also heard that the little prince, as a young man, mingled with Hua Kui, who was in front of Chu fanglou. Today, I see that he is really a cruel character.

Watching the shaman leave, Bai Ziyan looks coldly at Feng Tingting.

Feng Tingting was uncomfortable with his eyes. As soon as she was ready to speak, she saw that Bai Ziyan started her lightness skill at her feet, stretched out a hand and grabbed her neck mercilessly.

Until the back against the cold pillar, the strength of Bai Ziyan's hand slightly increased: "say, the death of Chunmei, is it your ghost?"

"Cough!" Feng Tingting is choked by Bai Ziyan, and her face turns red. Her eyes stare at Bai Ziyan incredulously.

"Ah, ah Yan, the death of Chunmei really has nothing to do with me!" In the past, although Bai Ziyan didn't have a good face for her, he never touched her. Looking at his dusty appearance, he was afraid that he had just come back from outside. Did he just come to her to ask for help when he heard something? It's impossible. In Chunmei's case, she just arranged for someone to seduce LV Xiucai. Who knows that LV Xiucai couldn't resist the temptation. In the end, Chunmei discovered LV Xiucai's betrayal. It's Chunmei's fault.

Girl life is thin, can't withstand the blow just voluntarily choose to jump into the well to die, the whole thing and she what to do?

Bai Ziyan doesn't believe Feng Tingting's words. In this house, her mother and Chunmei are sisters. Feng Tingting killed Chunmei and left Qi Jiao in a helpless state. In this way, she can only be kept in the dark by Feng Tingting's words. Chunmei and Feng Tingting don't see eye to eye. People in the house all know that once Chunmei dies, even blind people can see it, It's good for Feng Tingting. If it has nothing to do with her, Bai Ziyan really doesn't believe it.

Bai Ziyan doesn't believe it. Today, there is no father to protect her. When can Feng Tingting be so stubborn? Her hand is ready to increase her strength. Suddenly, he hears a whiplash. He doesn't escape. The whiplash is whipped on his hand to break the flesh.

The blood flows down his arm. Bai Ziyan looks back at Bai Yuting with a whip in his hand.

When Bai Yuting passed by the back garden, he heard something and saw someone committing an assault in the back garden. He didn't hesitate at all. He took out a whip and beat it. How did he know that the murderer was Bai Ziyan.

White jade court Leng for a while, but be white son speech that see to his icy eyes to infuriate.

The eyes, as if hiding endless hate, let Baiyu court and its uncomfortable, how to say he is a Yan's father, how can he look at himself with such eyes?

Bai Yuting, who was pinched by Bai Ziyan, suddenly withdrew her strength from her neck. She coughed a few times, ran to Bai Yuting and snatched the braid from him: "Lord, how can you do such a good job to a Yan?"

Bai Ziyan coldly raised the corner of his lips. What kind of pain, how could it compare with the pain in his heart? My mother is sick, and my father doesn't care. I hurt him again and again for this woman?

"Get out of the way, even if I'm killed by him, I don't need you to care!" Bai Ziyan coldly opened his mouth and looked at Bai Yuting coldly.

Just now when he hit Bai Ziyan, looking at the wound on his hand, Bai Yuting felt guilty. But seeing Bai Ziyan's hate eyes, his anger rose again and again.

"You unfilial son, is that how you talk to your aunt? In your eyes, is there a father like me? " Bai Yuting was dazzled by anger. He was always calm. When he was involved in a Yan's affairs, he was often furious and could not control his emotions.

"Well, it's very good. It's really not a family. I don't want to enter a family." Bai Ziyan looks at Feng Tingting and Bai Yuting sarcastically. This kind of look completely angers Bai Yuting.

"You son of a bitch!" White jade court madly pulled the braid in Feng Tingting's hand, regardless of weight to white son speech body hit.

"Brother in law, no!" Seeing that the whip was about to hit Bai Ziyan's face, Feng Tingting cried in horror.

But how can Bai Yuting, who is angry, stop?

At the moment when the whip was about to hit Bai Ziyan's face, Bai Ziyan's outstretched hand quickly caught Bai Yuting's braid.

It was the injured hand. The blood flowed out along the braid, dropping on the ground.

Bai Yuting wanted to take back the braid, but the whip didn't move.

White son speech backhand will whip around his arm, although his strength is not as big as white jade court, but as long as with all the strength, there is still some chance of victory.

Bai Yuting didn't expect that Bai Ziyan would resist, so his body was pulled out with the whip.

Even dare to resist, Bai Yuting has completely lost his mind. He follows the strength of Bai Ziyan's body and flies in his direction. His feet trample on the strong pillars on both sides of the corridor and use the force to kick Bai Ziyan in a roundabout way.

"Ah Yan!" Not far away, Qi Jiao's voice came.

Bai Ziyan was distracted and was kicked on his chest by Bai Yuting. The pain almost pierced his whole chest. He released the whip and half knelt on the ground with one leg. The smell of blood in his mouth became stronger and stronger. He coughed twice and the blood flowed out along the corner of his mouth.

Qi Jiao runs quickly with the help of Chuntao. Seeing that Bai Ziyan is injured, she helps him and sees that his hands and chest are full of blood. Her heart aches.

"Ah Yan! How are you doing? " Qi Jiao pulls Bai Ziyan's arm. Bai Ziyan reaches out and wipes the blood on the corner of his mouth. The corner of his mouth looks up to Qi Jiao: Niang, I'm ok. I can't die!

Seeing that her son is so badly hurt, Qi Jiao's heart is like a knife cut. She looks up at Bai Yuting coldly: "Bai Yuting, ah Yan is also your son. Do you have to take his life before you give up?"

"If I don't want to teach him, I'm afraid that he will cause more trouble in the future! Bai Yuting clenched his teeth, and his hand unconsciously clenched into a fist: "you don't care about your son, you always know how to make trouble.

The flowers of Baiyu court make Qi Jiao feel even more cold. She no longer has any hope for Baiyu court, but now she is more like a wasteland, with no grass left.