Xuanhui's gaze instantly fixed on Zi Ye's arm, and before Zi Ye could react, he had already roared angrily.

"You, ...... person"

With a roar of rage, he slammed into Ziye in a rage, and with a wave of his big hand, he grabbed her hair fiercely.

Zi Ye was stunned at first, then reacted, suddenly grabbed Xuan Wenrui's arm, slapped his back with a palm, and pushed him towards Xuan Hui.

Xuan Wenrui reacted at the same time, stopped Xuan Hui with one palm, and pushed him to the side.

"Son, calm down......"

Xuan Hui slammed him aside, and pounced on Ziye again.

"This cheap, goods...... Did you bully my mother? ”

He was informed by his family outside, saying that someone came to provoke Hu Xuetong, and rushed back without saying a word.

The moment he entered the door, he saw Xuan Wenrui holding Ziye's arm.

Given a person's most basic thoughts, he rightfully thinks of Purple Night as the provocateur.

It's just that the identity of this provocateur is a little peachy.

Ziye has never turned this corner, and now when he sees the man in front of him scolding himself one after another, his anger has already been monstrous.

With a "bang", she smashed the table next to her with one palm, and among the broken wood in the sky, the slender fingertips were like a clever cloud, and a few pieces of broken wood flew quickly, shooting at Xuanhui fiercely.

The abusive words behind Xuan Hui were retracted by Shengsheng, and he turned over and jumped up, avoiding a few broken logs, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

is such a three-legged cat kung fu, and he dares to come to the door to provoke.

As soon as his mind arose, he suddenly noticed the strong wind behind him.

Xuan Hui's pupils shrank suddenly, and he instinctively turned around to fight back.

"Bang ......" was hit by a large black shadow on his head.

In the crackling sound, he was like being hit by a giant hammer, his eyes were full of stars, the sky was spinning, his head seemed to be filled with paste, and he was dizzy.

Before he could react, the black shadow struck again.

"Bang ......" was another cracking sound.

Xuan Wenrui's cheeks twitched and he protected Xuan Hui behind him, looked at Zi Ye who gritted his teeth, and said, "Purple Night girl, he is still a child...... You adults don't remember villains, don't be like him......"

Zi Ye couldn't help but look at Xuan Hui who had a bloody head sarcastically, "He's a child?" ”

He is about the same age as Ion Xuan, and he is N times her in terms of speaking, and he is embarrassed to say that he is a child.

This makes the real naughty love embarrassed.

Xuan Wenrui instantly realized that he had used some inappropriate words, and said with a sneer: "He has been spoiled by Hu Xuetong since he was a child......"

Xuan Hui finally came back to her senses at this time, and when she saw her father whispering to Ziye, she was even more angry.

"Dad, you're still protecting this slut......"

"Slap ......" Xuan Wenrui suddenly turned around and slapped him hard.

At the same time, the ambulance appeared like a ghost in a severed wood, and it was firmly pierced on Xuanhui's shoulder blade: "You are abusive!" ”

"Ah......h

In Xuan Hui's terrible screams, Xuan Wenrui's face also turned pale in an instant.

"Purple Night Girl......

Xuan Hui, who was screaming in pain, suddenly stopped, and looked at Ziye with a pair of eyes in disbelief.

"You're Purple Night?"

Ziye raised her eyebrows coldly: "What?" ”

"Son of Heaven...... Bring it back...... The one? ”

"It's me!"

Xuanhui instantly understood what he was wrong: "You are not the slut that my father raised outside......

Zi Ye's slender palm suddenly rose, and he was frightened and hurriedly protected himself: "I'm sorry...... I recognized the wrong person......"

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