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"Xiaohong, you don't have to be afraid, you tell me, who bullied you, I'll reason with him." Yang Qian comforted Xiaohong, but it was difficult to hide the anger in his heart.

It's okay if Yang Qian doesn't say it, but when Yang Qian says this, Xiaohong is even more reluctant to say it.

In Xiaohong's opinion, she was absolutely unwilling to implicate Yang Qian. She didn't want Yang Qian to be humiliated by others.

Even if she was bullied, she would rather bury it in her heart alone than tell Yang Qian.

Xiaohong just buried her head and didn't speak.

"If you don't tell me, you can take this meal away, I can't eat it." Yang Qian saw that Xiaohong didn't speak, so he could only say that. Yang Qian knew that Xiaohong didn't want to see him hungry. All along, this trick has been tried and tested.

Only this time, Yang Qian miscalculated.

Xiaohong listened to Yang Qian's words, and although her expression changed, she still didn't say a word. Not only that, Xiaohong actually took a step and ran out the door.

"Stop!" Yang Qian's voice suddenly raised a few points, pretending to be angry, drinking Xiaohong, who was running out of the door, and continued to ask, "Am I a young master?" ”

Xiaohong stopped, turned her back to Yang Qian, and said in a low voice, "Yes." ”

"If I ask you, should I answer?" Yang Qian deliberately pretended to be angry.

"Yes." Xiaohong replied with her head still bowed.

"Then don't say it quickly!" Yang Qian's tone was a little tougher.

Xiaohong's body trembled slightly, this was the first time she had heard Yang Qian speak like this.

In the past, Yang Qian was always very gentle. Even for a girl like her, she never said a word of weight. Therefore, at this moment, Yang Qian's words sounded, although she was a little unaccustomed, she had a sense of oppression that she had to obey.

"It's the falling moon......" Xiaohong's voice was very small, but Yang Qian still heard it. After breaking through the Martial Artist Triple, his ear power has become much more sensitive.

"The falling moon, the falling moon again, what a reason!" Yang Qian had hatred for the falling moon in his heart.

The falling moon is Yang Zongjing's ring.

Yang Zongjing is the son of his second uncle Yang Wei, who is quite talented in cultivation and is the same age as Yang Qian. Although he was only fifteen years old, he had already cultivated to the sixth level of martial arts, and was known as the first person of the younger generation of the Yang family. Yang Qian's eldest brother, Yang Hu, although he is also a martial artist, is seventeen years old after all, two years older than Yang Zongjing.

Therefore, the younger generation of the Yang family is the first, and Yang Zongjing deserves it.

Because of this, Yang Zongjing is quite arrogant, and even has no one in his eyes.

Even the maids around him seem to have his temperament and make a superior appearance in the Yang family.

"Why did she beat you, go, come with me to settle accounts with her!" Yang Qian walked quickly to the door, pulled Xiaohong and walked out.

"Young Master, don't ...... I don't have anything to ......" Xiaohong pulled Yang Qian to the death, not letting Yang Qian go. She knew that Yang Qian was angry, and if she let Yang Qian go at this time, not only would the matter not be resolved, but it would become more complicated.

Xiaohong is a very sensible girl. He is well aware of the pattern of the Yang family.

Therefore, he must not let Yang move.

"Nothing? She can hit people casually when she falls on the moon? A girl ring, is it going to turn the sky upside down? Yang Qian stepped forward, but Xiaohong suddenly knelt down and hugged Yang Qian's legs.

"Young master, please don't ...... Young Master Zong Jing, let's not mess with him......" Xiaohong cried with red eyes and begged.

Yang Qian snorted coldly and said, "Yang Zongjing, others are afraid of him, but I am not afraid!" I'd like to see what he can do to me. Yang Qian was on fire in his belly, and he couldn't wait to find Yang Zongjing immediately to vent.

However, Xiaohong hugged his feet so tightly that he couldn't move.

Looking at Xiaohong, whose face was full of tears, and her high swollen left cheek, faintly, a palm print could be seen. How much force does it take to beat people like this?

The more I looked at Yang Qian, the more I couldn't swallow this breath.

It's okay for his family to bully him, but what's wrong with Xiaohong?

Why should Xiaohong be bullied?

Xiaohong made Yang Qian feel distressed, he bent down, slowly helped Xiaohong up, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and cheeks, and said, "Xiaohong, it's all my fault, I have wronged you." From now on, as long as I, Yang Qian, am here, no one will be allowed to bully you anymore. ”

Hearing these words in Xiaohong's ears, it was simply the most beautiful words she had heard in her life.

Tears couldn't stop flowing, and he choked up, "Young master......"

"Don't cry, I won't let you cry from now on. I just want you to laugh, laugh more than anyone else. Yang Qian looked at Xiaohong for a long time.

Yang Qian secretly swore in his heart that he would protect everyone he loved and who loved him. He wouldn't let them get hurt in any way!

……

It was completely dark, and there was no moon in the sky.

The wind was blowing, and it seemed like it was going to rain.

In the small courtyard where Yang Zongjing was, bright candles came out of the window, and bursts of laughter could be faintly heard from the house.

Bang!

Yang Qian slammed open the courtyard door, with a cold face, and went straight to Yang Zongjing's room.

"Who doesn't want to die, but dares to ......"

A servant scolded halfway, Yang Qian's cold gaze swept over him, and he swallowed back the words that he hadn't finished scolding.

Because, he saw a pair of eyes full of murderous energy.

"Get out!" With a wave of his arm, Yang Qian shook the man to the side and fell to the ground. Yang Qian walked quickly towards the door of Yang Zongjing's room and shouted:

"Yang Zongjing, get out of here."

The lights in the room flickered, and a cold snort came out, and then a person said aloud: "Who is it who is out and about?" Xiaofu, don't get out yet! ”

Hearing the sound, the person who was pulled away by Yang Qian got up from the ground and staggered in front of Yang Qian, and said, "Young Master Zongjing, is it...... It's Young Master Yang Qian. ”

Although Xiaofu is Yang Zongjing's subordinate, he is extremely smart and does not want to offend Yang Qian, so he is called Young Master Yang Qian.

"Can't you get rid of a piece of waste?" Yang Zongjing's disdainful voice came from the room.

"But......" Xiaofu was a little embarrassed, he didn't dare to look at Yang Qian's eyes.

Those eyes, as if they can kill,

Yang Qian snorted coldly, glanced at Xiaofu, and said sharply: "Get out of the way!" ”

Xiaofu was yelled at by Yang Qian, and his legs were a little weak. So much so that he forgot to get out of the way.

Yang Qian saw that Xiaofu did not move, and refused to say more, took a step forward, and slapped Xiaofu on the chest with a palm. Xiaofu flew out.

Bang!

Xiao Fu's flying body directly slammed into the closed door.

Yang Qian already left Xiao Fu's hand, otherwise, with his current cultivation, one palm would be enough to seriously injure Xiao Fu and even die. It can't be as simple as falling to the ground and spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood.

The door was slammed open, and Yang Zongjing finally walked out of the room with a cold face.