Chapter 1081： Fulong!

Ye Yuhua's hand is not bound to the power of the chicken, but this can be exported, even if it is as strong as white, it is also shocked by this powerful words.

I want you to go to hell!

Ye Yuhua is not a joke!

Twenty years ago, it was Ye Yuhua who drove Mu Qingsong out of Yanjing.

Twenty years later, Ye Yuhua still has this domineering!

Lin Chaotian is full of scenery, enough to be domineering. But as long as Ye Yuhua shot, Lin Chaotian still slapped in the face of Dongbijun. And drove them out of the forest home in public.

Why?

There may be many reasons for this. But if Ye Yuhua is just a woman who is not worthy of the world, she is just a woman of ordinary people. Lin Chaotian will give her face like this?

Everyone knows that Lin Chaotian is in full swing. I also know that the woman who once shines, Ye Feng, even if she does not go down in 20 years. Still unstoppable!

Hey!

Only a moment, Mu Qingsong’s momentum in the mountains and the sea disappeared. The Qingfeng knife that descended from the sky suddenly stopped at the left shoulder of Xiao Zheng. Only by pressing down a few points, Xiao Zheng will be split into two halves.

Of course, if Xiao Zheng’s knife is going down, Mu Qingsong will certainly not have a chance to live.

As long as they can slap each other

But it is a pity that Ye Yuhua’s words of chilling and screaming interrupted this peak matchup.

Mu Qingsong stopped the knife in his hand.

Xiao Zheng is not willing to swear. What's more, under this knife, it is not only his own reputation. It is even more smearing Ye Yuhua!

It is easy to kill, and it will raise the reputation of a lifetime. too difficult.

This point, Lin Chaotian, who has been a soft-food man for half a lifetime, may have a deep understanding.

In the face of Ye Yuhua’s angry anger, Mu Qingsong was not angry. Instead, he smiled and slowly recovered the blade.

He didn't go directly to Ye Yuhua, just glanced at Xiao Zheng and appreciatively nodded: "Young people. You make me feel uneasy."

Then, he passed Xiao Zheng and looked straight at Ye Yuhua: "Ye Boss. I can listen to you."

"You can only listen to me." Ye Yuhua looks cold and biting. Where is the Buddhahood?

In this world, I am afraid that there are only two people in the district who can make this ‘God Buddha’ angry.

Coincidentally, Xiao Zheng is one of them.

"Yes, I can only listen to you." Mu Qingsong nodded faintly and did not refute.

Twenty years ago, Ye Yuhua had the ability to force him to leave. He did not have a foothold in China. Twenty years later, she still has this power!

In the past 20 years, perhaps the biggest difference is that Ye Yuhua of the year will take the initiative. Nowadays, she is much less angry. She is not willing to take a shot.

Xiao Zheng’s expression was wrongly listening to the conversation between the two. He is a little worried.

what's going on?

Mu Qingsong went up the mountain, wasn’t he coming to find his wife’s revenge?

But why, the singularity of the eight creators, even to Ye Yuhua’s words? And to say that I can only listen to your faceless words.

Is this too unexpected?

"Mother's mother, he may not be able to win me." Xiao Zheng slowly turned, Xu Bu came to Ye Yuhua.

"I know." Faced with Xiao Zheng, Ye Yuhua was gentle and prepared, and his eyes were filled with soft colors. "But my mother-in-law is reluctant to fight with him."

Xiao Zheng is warm in his heart and licks his lips: "I know. But"

Ye Yuhua shook his head gently and said softly: "How can you let your mother get out of my life?"

Xiao Zheng was slightly surprised and fell into meditation.

"The mother-in-law is no longer good. A Mu Qingsong in the district can still cope with it." Ye Yuhua slowly lifted his head and swept Mu Qingsong with an understatement. "I borrowed you a bold, you dare to move me?"

Mu Qingsong frankly shook his head: "Don't dare."

"Look." Ye Yuhua looked at Xiao Zheng and smiled softly. "Azhen. The wife's mother may have done a wrong job and made a lot of mistakes. But now, like most mothers, the mother-in-law will never let her grandfather worry about herself and be afraid."

Xiao Zheng’s thoughts are troubled, but I don’t know where to start.

Speaking of it, Mu Qingsong went up the mountain, isn’t it just to take revenge?

Who is looking for revenge?

Of course, I was looking for a ruin of Ye Yuhua who had ruined his life!

And myself, is it because of this, is it determined to make a decision with Mu Qingsong?

Then why did Mu Qingsong not show any hostility since Ye Yuhua appeared? Even, Ye Yuhua’s words are heard. Don't dare to disobey?

What is this all about?

Isn’t Mu Qingsong going up the mountain is not revenge. But for another reason?

If so, what would it be?

Xiao Zheng’s lips are silent, waiting for the following characters of these predecessors.

Mu Qingsong said slowly: "Ye Boss. I listened to you, already stopped."

After a pause, he continued: "Before and after, what I did, should there be no place for you?"

"Yeah." Ye Yuhua nodded lightly. There was a touch of color in the eyes.

She is very clear about why Mu Qingsong went up the mountain. The only thing that surprised her the whole thing was Mu Qingsong’s strategy. This strong who was once hailed as a martial art seems to have opened up.

Or is the young man behind him pointing him?

Thinking of this festival, Ye Yuhua said indifferently: "You can rest assured. I will not intervene. I will not intervene. The children's affairs will be solved by themselves."

Mu Qingsong smiled slightly, and the dagger said: "The boss of Ye is really clear-minded. There is a wind for everyone."

"Even if you don't do so much." Ye Yuhua's eyes are slightly condensed. "I will not ask. Because in my eyes, no one can beat Azhen."

"Things are artificial." Mu Qingsong said slowly. "I am entrusted by others, it is a matter of loyalty. As for what to do in the future, it is not what I can control."

Ye Yuhua nodded faintly: "You can go."

Mu Qingsong’s goal has been reached, and he nodded slightly: “Ye Boss, offended.”

Ye Yuhua closed his eyes.

Mu Qingsong turned away, but he heard the white innocent and suddenly asked: "If this is a real battle. Do you dare to shoot like that?"

Mu Qingsong heard the words and turned slightly to look at the white innocence: "The old monk. It seems that you have been sitting for two decades. The fire has not been reduced. Simply go down the mountain. I am waiting for you."

The white innocent expression changed slightly, and finally he smiled and shook his head, and his hands were combined: "Amitabha."

Watching Mu Qingsong leave, Xiao Zheng vomited a suffocating sigh, then lifted it slightly and looked at Ye Yuhua: "Mother, he came here, actually wants to use me to threaten you?"

Ye Yuhua heard that the lips evoke a gentle smile: "Stupid children, they use their ideas to spend you and me. But I don't know, you and I are what they can?"

Xiao Zheng was slightly stunned, but he listened to Li Jing and said: "Azhen. No one can help the dragon to go to heaven. Only you can jump to the dragon door."

The white innocent hands clasped together, with a smile on his face: "Good, good."