Chapter 8

Just listen to his evil voice, demonic said, "I passed here, just saw the general's house lively, want to come in to have a look, the second lady is not welcome?"

Liu Qinghe's body trembled, his voice trembled and said, "how can it be? I'm here to welcome you."

The man in front of her was more terrible than the emperor. How dare she not welcome him? She didn't want to die.

Long Zixuan picked a coquettish eye tail, the voice of evil spirit made people unable to resist, "I heard the fourth young lady say that there are men hidden in the third young lady's room, and we need to search, right?"

Liu Qinghe and Yun Muxiang shivered at the same time, and the hair on their back stood up. They never thought that the headmaster would be interested in the backyard trivia.

What's more, they couldn't figure out what he meant, but Liu Qinghe and Yun Muxiang didn't dare to deny it. Even with their courage, they didn't dare to cheat the man in front of them, so they had to nod their heads.

"Yes, sir. I saw a man enter the third sister's room with my own eyes."

Yun Mu Xiang bit her lip and said it in a low voice. In front of long Zixuan, although she was reluctant, she had to call her third sister.

Long Zixuan's eyes turned, and the dark evil eyes fell on Feng Yu. The pretty corners of her lips started up, and she said with a smile, "what can I say to miss three?"

There is a light cool color in Fengyu's eyes. In the face of longzixuan, she doesn't have so much fear of yunmuxiang. She just really thinks this man is so big.

"I'm still saying that if the fourth sister can't find out the evidence, it's framed against me. She can search my boudoir, but if she can't, leave her tongue behind."

Long Zixuan hooked her lips. This girl is not the same as the one in the rumor. If he hadn't happened to come to Yun's house to find something today, I'm afraid she would not have seen such an interesting scene.

His dark evil eyes swept to Yun Muxiang and said, "how does the fourth young lady feel about the third young lady's proposal?"

Liu Qinghe was afraid that Yun Muxiang had no brain to agree, so he said anxiously, "master, I and the fourth lady are also for the sake of the third lady. Her proposal is too cruel."

"Did the Lord ask you to speak?"

As soon as long Zixuan's narrow eyes narrowed, the young man behind him noticed his displeasure. With a wave of his hand, an invisible spiritual power came out of his palm and flew directly to Liu Qinghe.

Liu Qinghe screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Yu looks at the young man by accident. Liu Qinghe is a fourth-order soldier in tongxuan realm. He has profound cultivation. Unexpectedly, the young man hurt her badly with one palm, which shows that he has profound skills.

Although part of the reason is that Liu Qinghe doesn't dare to work hard to resist, it's also that young man's cultivation is excellent. Otherwise, if he changes to be a monk in any place, even if Liu Qinghe doesn't fight, he may not be able to hurt her.

As a teenager, his cultivation has reached such a stage that many aristocratic children in the capital city can't compare with him. How powerful should this man be?

Feng Yu turns his eyes to the evil man. The first thing he sees is the purple black print on his eyebrows. Long Zixuan is also looking good. His narrow dark eyes blink and he hooks her lips.

Feng Yu narrowed his eyes, calmly turned his head and looked away, determined not to be charmed by his eyebrow print.

"Mother..."