The sharp eyes crossed over to Zhilan, and immediately locked on Liang Meng, who still had grass clippings in his black hair.

Liang Meng was uncomfortable by the staring eyes, and a sense of uneasiness in his heart faintly came up.

"I underestimate you, you can escape under the spell of the immortals. ”

Liang Meng???

When I came here, I only heard a low male voice except for the man who came with his back.

Could it be this man??

"You were the one who ordered me to be locked up in the firewood room?"

No wonder the voice sounds so familiar, it seems that this is the big brother in the mouth of the rough man.

That's right, it's the person in front of me, who almost starved himself to death, and almost peed his pants.

Liang Meng stood up slowly, watching the man's gaze suddenly change to cold and defensive.

"Great, big brother. What are you doing, I don't allow you to hurt Sister Meng. ”

Zhilan saw his eldest brother take a step back slightly, his arms slowly opened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to grab his arm as if he was about to destroy Liang Meng, his voice was full of dissatisfaction with him and his maintenance of Liang Meng.

"Sister Meng?Zhilan, how do you know her?

"No, Sister Meng is not from the Qi family. No. ”

Zhilan hugged her eldest brother's arm tightly, for fear that her eldest brother would hurt Liang Meng.

"Zhilan, you are kind by nature and easily deceived by the enemy. I saw with my own eyes how she wounded our people that day. ”

"Sister Meng didn't mean it, she just got lost and inadvertently walked among you, you fought with the Yang clan, and Sister Meng was innocently implicated. Do you want her to die stupidly while watching the danger approach? ”

Zhilan's soft voice was fierce and high-pitched, and her fair little face was flushed, like the ripe peach hanging on the branch of the peach tree outside the corridor.

Zhilan used all her strength in front of her brother Kongwu's powerful arms, but Liang Meng stood there with her arms around her chest, shaking her legs like a street thug from time to time, looking at Brother Zhilan's eyes full of provocation.

Zhilan's eldest brother, Yang Qian, has a Chinese face, thick black eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, and a big nose. The lips were thick, dark purple, as if they had been poisoned.

It's not good-looking, but it's not good-looking.

Because of the identity of the patriarch, his joy and anger are not easily exposed. always has a straight face, and the eyes of people are always stern with a slight reproach.

Therefore, the people of the Yang clan are afraid of him, including his own sister Zhilan.

At this moment, these frost-covered eyes stared straight at Liang Meng, and the meaning of warning was very obvious.

Although he didn't say anything, Liang Meng could see that he was letting himself be careful, and he wouldn't let her go so easily.

The corners of Liang Meng's mouth were slightly raised, and the smile was provocative and contemptuous. If she wants to settle accounts, she should be looking for him to settle accounts.

"Sister Meng, my eldest brother is angry when he sees his clansmen injured. He's targeting the people of the Qi tribe, not you. Don't take it personally. ”

After Yang Qian left, Zhilan turned around and pulled Liang Meng's arm with both hands, shaking slightly to be coquettish.

Liang Meng smiled and didn't care.

"Hehe, I won't put it on my heart"

Hearing Liang Meng say this, the innocent Zhilan was very relieved.

She likes Liang Meng very much, and she doesn't want her to hate her eldest brother, so she will be separated from herself.

It's a pity that Zhilan didn't fully understand Liang Meng's true meaning.

I won't put it in my heart, I will take action to retaliate!!

Early the next morning, according to Yang Qian's usual time of getting up, the maids walked into Yang Qian's bedroom on time with a basin of water and clean and tidy clothes.

Then there were screams one after another, as if I had seen some terrible picture.

Then came the screeching sound of the basin falling to the ground, and then a few angry and ashamed roars were heard in the chaos.

"Get out. Get the hell out of here. Call Atai in. ”

So, what did the maids see?

When they pushed the door in, they looked up and saw a hemp rope hanging from the beam in the hall, tied to their patriarch, Yang Qian, who had never smiled.

And that's not the point, the point is that although their patriarch is wearing a shirt, it is a bright pink women's bandeau dress.

With that black and red, red and purple face, how can it be a 'stunning city'.

An arm was hoisted high, perhaps for a long time, and his dark skin was black and purple.

The other arm was tied together with a leg that had been pulled to the limit, and in order to alleviate some pain, Yang Qian's head tilted vigorously to this side.

The scattered black hair hung down in embarrassment, and a few strands clung to the sweaty forehead and sideburns.

The other leg was bent and folded to the thigh and tied.

Such a distorted posture, let alone hanging, just honestly tied like that doesn't taste good.

And that's not all, on the arms with bulging black and purple muscles, a crooked black ink pen reads 'From now on', and the other reads'Byebye, goodbye'.

Xu felt that the word "bye-bye" would cause trouble to others when he wrote, so he used a red ink pen to make a big cross on the word, and followed by the word "goodbye".

Thinking that he Yang Qian has been the designated patriarch successor since he was born, from childhood to adulthood, he has been bowed down and bowed everywhere he goes, and he has suffered this insult.

Yang Qian, who was tied up and hung all night like this, was not physically tortured, but extremely humiliated psychologically.

His voice was sealed by spiritual power, saying, unable to speak, shouting, shouting. waited until the maids pushed the door in before the seal was lifted.

The maids were frightened, and they all hid their faces with their hands, and rushed out of Yang Qian's house in a panic and without an image.

One of them almost tripped over the threshold.

None of them thought of closing the door to their esteemed patriarch. So that all the servants who passed by had a clean look at his "glorious image."

Speaking of the Atai in Yang Qian's mouth, why didn't he come to rescue him.

Alas, Atai is in his own house at the moment, and the situation is worse than his!

Five-flower tie in the same pose.

The difference is that Atai doesn't even have a pink bandeau dress on his body, only a few rags can cover important parts.

The mouth was tightly stuffed with a rag that made people spit out the composition of the unclear composition.

Bullying the patriarch of the Yang clan and the patriarch's entourage to such a situation is probably the biggest hatred between the Qi and Yang clans in hundreds of years.

And the initiator is walking on the way back to Qi Mansion at this moment.

Thinking of the funny and funny appearance of those two, Liang Meng didn't stop laughing along the way.

Yang Qian is ruthless, hot-handed, and vindictive!

He originally wanted to assassinate Liang Meng because he injured the people of the Yang clan, which was so insulted by her.

After he had been untied from the hemp rope by the servants of the house, he drove everyone out of the house in a rage, and sat down in a chair with red eyes and bones crackling in his hands.

He swore that he would kill her!

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