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No matter how chaotic the place was, the people of Song Family did not seem to care about it.

The core of the Song Family, Song Shiyou, Song Zixun, the old Princess Song Lianjun, and the younger sister of Princess, the Princess's wife, Luo Xi.

There were also a number of people gathered around the door of an elegant room on the east side of the third floor.

In the room …

Feng Yi laid on a bed quietly.

Her small, pale face frowned slightly.

The silence was heartbreaking.

His right hand was now being reopened, ready to be redressed.

Just this hand alone was enough to make anyone's heart ache:

There was a mess of flesh and blood on his hands.

The phalanx is missing a few joints, the metacarpal bone is broken right in the middle,

Split her little hand in half …

[This hand is going to be ruined!]

The little trash had only just recovered a bit of his strength.

To be able to kill a person like Ten Colors, who had gone through hundreds of battles,

Yet, he had to cripple another hand. How many people were lamenting this?

But her face was still, and she did not weep.

Closing one's eyes could make one feel a little stubborn;

It seemed to be the power of this personality.

'Get her to shake off her reputation as a good-for-nothing for twelve years! '

He quietly watched as the doctor took her hand apart, applied medicine, and then wrapped it again.

Song Zixun was the same as Song Renyou.

It was almost like he had no eyeball.

He had always been looking at her and found it strange:

He was injured to this extent …

Didn't she cry out in pain?

"AHH!"

Pain, it was so painful!

The shouts from the second floor, from the east,

Through the noisy crowd and the hundred zhang space,

An incomparably clear voice was transmitted over.

The hearts of those who heard this could not help but tremble:

How much pain did it hurt?

"Father, I'll stay behind to accompany her."

Song Zixun said in a low voice.

This girl …

This stubborn, brave and beautiful girl was his fiancée.

The first time he hurt her,

The second time he left her,

The third time he forgot about her,

Fourth

"No need. When the little girl wakes up, I will bring her back."

"Today, the Song Residence will be visited by an esteemed guest."

The Princess Song was unable to cope up to the current situation.

We will not disturb you here. "

Yang Linghui's throat was a little choked, his eyes were completely red.

No matter how the little girl endured last night,

But today, she could only watch helplessly as her hand was injured like this.

He still felt that he had not fulfilled his duty.

That day, they went to Magic Beast Forest to save the little girl …

The little girl had nearly been beaten to death several times.

It's still the same.

It was as if he didn't help the little girl at all.

They were all carried by the girl herself.

'Poor girl! '

Song Shiyou's face suddenly blushed.

Looking at the girl's appearance,

Compared to his injuries from that day …

He didn't know how much heavier it would be.

On that day, if not for Wang Zhande,

He died a long time ago in the Magic Beast Forest.

Where did the scenery of today come from?

But now …

Wang Zhande's most treasured daughter was actually in trouble under his hands again and again.

'This is simply … '

He gritted his teeth violently.

Song Shiyou solemnly said to Yang Linghui:

"Brother Yang, why do you say that?"

If the girl is in trouble with me,

I'll just go back like this …

How am I supposed to meet people?

Let's not talk about anything else …

Luo Xi, Zi Xun, you two stay behind to accompany the little girl.

If there was anything wrong with the girl,

I only ask you! "

Luo Xi was a very gentle and beautiful woman.

If I don't mention her name,

Just by a single face-to-face meeting,

No matter who it was, they would praise her as a beautiful woman in water.

But when it comes to her name, things are different.

With the strength of a hundred over two stars,

The old Beiyue County's beloved daughter who was even older than the Zitan County.

Nicknamed "Luo Xi's Hand"

— — "Luo Xi's hand, Extreme Demon Beast Slash"

It was clear how strong her hands were.

This was the beautiful woman …

He seemed gentle, but in reality, he was valiant.

She had a completely different style from Feng Yi's mother, Yang Linglong.

He quietly listened to his husband's words.

Luo Xi's long and narrow beautiful eyes blinked.

She nodded and said gently:

"I'll take care of it."

"I'll take care of it.

Zi Xun will go with you to receive the guests.

There are too many guests today.

Don't neglect anyone.

Master Zhen also invited the living room to rest.

Zi Xun, you are about the same age as Master Zhen.

It would be cheaper to have them as companions. "

stayed behind and did not leave.

Luo Xi's gentle words changed the topic.

There was actually a bit of softness and toughness in it.

The charm of a slightly mature woman made it difficult to refuse.

Seeing that Luo Xi had arranged everything here,

Song Shiyou hastily ran out to receive Grandmaster Bu Gou.

Song Allan shook his head.

Instead, he had come to greet Uncle Yang Linghui and his nephew.

It looked a bit messy.

What was even more chaotic was that Feng Yi's injuries were severe.

Yang Family Martial Nephew did not leave.

Zhen Mingshi also did not leave.

This caused everyone in Song Family to have a headache.

No matter how soft and hard Luo Xi was, he could still use his charm.

It was like a fist hitting cotton, completely useless.

The room was eerily quiet.

Only the cries coming from the second floor could be heard from time to time.

like the ocean phonograph of the 1930s,

and keep playing that yellow sadness,

This caused everyone to sigh even more.

When Feng Yi woke up …

It was already afternoon.

The sun had already set.

He fell in through the window and onto the bed.

After resting for a while …

His aura finally stabilized …

He slowly opened his eyes …

Feng Yi quietly swept across the house.

Her pink lips recovered a little bit of color. After slightly moving for a bit, she softly said:

"Auntie, your niece is being rude …"

"Yo, the girl woke up."

Luo Xi's beautiful eyes were fixated on Feng Yi's little face.

Her gentle voice was full of concern as she comforted,

"Are you not feeling well?

I've hurt you over and over again,

After he was done, he asked Zi Xun to prepare the rattan sticks for him.

You should beat him up to vent your anger. "

"Thank you for your concern, aunt. My niece is still alright."

They spoke softly.

A faint smile appeared on Feng Yi's face.

He raised his eyes and looked at Song Zixun and Zhen Mingshi who were by his side.

Feng Yi cutely said:

"It is my fault that I caused Young Princess and Master Zhen to be concerned. Cough cough.

"May I ask Aunty, how about Master Refiner's Ascending Cauldron?"

Slightly coughing twice, smooth, feigning death and sleeping is also quite difficult.

As for the people from the Song Family, Feng Yi was too lazy to circle around them.

She didn't feel at ease looking at him like this.

Ye Zichen looked around with spirited eyes.

Feng Yi looked at Yang Linghui's worried eyes and quickly gave him a obedient smile.

Yang Linghui finally calmed down a little. Of course he could understand the look in Feng Yi's eyes.

Therefore, he decided to skip the topic and avoid giving himself away. He looked out the window and said:

"Since Grandmaster Bu Gou has come, and Master Zhen is worried about your safety, he is not willing to abandon you and leave.

If you can do it, you should go by yourself. If you need anything, they have their own plans. "

"Little Sister Feng Yi, how are you going to get out of here with your current condition!"

Song Zixun panicked. He had never been this worried before.

When Feng Yi's gaze swept past him, there was not a single bit of warmth to her cold eyes.

He quickly walked over to Feng Yi's bedside and tried her best to maintain a calm and refined tone.

"Mother, just like what we said last time, make a short whip for little sister. It's convenient with it, and it's pretty good to use it."

The quality of the whips made by the Master Iron is fine, but the things made by the Master Bu are naturally better.

His gaze swept across Zhen Mingshi. No matter from which angle, Song Zixun always hoped that he would quickly leave.

In the past, there was a Yan Haomin who would chase after Feng Yi all day long.

But that child couldn't compare to him in any way. Feng Yi obviously didn't care about that child, so Song Zixun wasn't in a hurry.

Now he found a Master Refiner with such a strong and talented cultivation and yet Feng Yi followed him around the entire time.

The quality of the whips made by the Master Iron is fine, but the things made by the Master Bu are naturally better.

His gaze swept across Zhen Mingshi. No matter from which angle, Song Zixun always hoped that he would quickly leave.

In the past, there was a Yan Haomin who would chase after Feng Yi all day long.

But that child couldn't compare to him in any way. Feng Yi obviously didn't care about that child, so Song Zixun wasn't in a hurry.

Now he found a Master Refiner with such a strong and talented cultivation and yet Feng Yi followed him around the entire time.