Chapter 951, New Hatred and Old Hatred!

Lose your marbles.

Completely insane.

The dependence on his mother and his deformed love for her made him crazy under the stimulation of Qin Luo's robe, and he hugged Luo Xin tightly in his arms like a beast that had lost his mind. Beasts need xìng to mate#mate, and so does he.

In Huang Qianzhong's eyes, Luo Xin is a mother and a woman.

He needed her, desperately.

He couldn't move, and he lowered his head to kiss Luo Xin's bare half of the air.

It was the place where he sucked it as a child, it was the sacred place where it was fed to the chéngrén - but it had become a taboo place for him as an adult.

Now, he doesn't care about anything.

He just wants -- everything he wants --

Luo Xin quickly calmed down after an instant panic, she didn't struggle or dodge, she just stood there stiffly, like a stump with branches and leaves cut off.

Then, her beautiful, slender but extremely powerful palm was raised high, and after drawing a beautiful arc in mid-air, she instigated the distorted handsome face of Huang Qianzhong.

Smack-

"Kill me—you kill me—" Huang Qianzhong didn't realize it, he was going to pull Luo Xin's collar.

Smack-

Another slap in the face.

There was a burning pain on his face, but Huang Qianzhong still didn't give up on what he was going to do.

Smack-

Smack-

Smack-

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Slap after slap, just like Luo Xin's big-eared melon seeds don't want money, a dozen hits were thrown into Huang Qianzhong's face.

"You beat me to death." Huang Qianzhong's eyes were bloodshot, and he raised his face and stared at Luo Xin and said, "You can kill me." Didn't you say I almost drowned when I was three years old? Why didn't you let me drown? ”

Huang Qianzhong's heart was full of hatred.

He hated the Dragon King, hated Qin Luo, hated all the men he had come into contact with Luo Xin - he hated her for being his mother.

"I can kill you right now, too." Luo Xin said coldly, and there was no human emotion in his tone.

"Then kill me." Huang Qianzhong said with a smile.

He hugged Luo Xin hard, and then threw it vigorously, and Luo Xin's body smashed into the sofa.

He took two quick steps and suddenly fell on top of Luo Xin's body that wanted to sit up.

"I don't kill you because you are the son of Huang Tianming, I don't kill you because I want you to get back what he lost, I don't kill you because I want to prove to others that I didn't marry the wrong man back then, although my man is dead, but his son is still a hero - Huang Qianzhong, you disappointed me too much."

"What's the use of you taking advantage of your own mother? What's the use of you lying on top of an outdated Yanjing No. 1 beauty? If you have the ability, you will fight with Long Qianzhang for power, if you have the ability, you will compete with Qin Luoqin, and if you have the ability, you will go and throw the current Yanjing's No. 1 beauty, Wenren Muyue, down under you-do you dare? Huang Qianzhong, do you dare? If you do, I'll strip naked and kneel in front of you and let you do whatever you want. ”

"I dare. I dare. Why wouldn't I dare? Luo Xin's words were like pouring a basin of oil on Huang Qianzhong's boiling emotions, making his whole person like a balloon about to burst. I will let Long Qianzhang crouch at my feet like a dog, I will make Qin Luo die a good death, I will make Wenren Muyue become my emperor Qianzhong's woman - I can do it all. I can do it all. ”

"Then you just do it." Luo Xin said with a sneer. "I would like to be a woman with this kind of man. It doesn't matter if the man is his own son - what do you look like now? It's like a down-and-out mad dog that knows how to bite indiscriminately all day long. Huang Qianzhong, if you are a man, try to stand up yourself, and don't rely on me, a woman, to go out and curry favor and make jokes to help you-in this case, you are not even as good as Qin Luo. ”

"It's that little white face again." Huang Qianzhong gritted his teeth and said. "What? Can't eat the old and seduce the small? He also tore this clothes, right? He must have made you so happy with his violence against you, right? ”

"You scolded Qin Luo for being a little white face, what's the difference between you and him now?" Luo Xin said. He was able to rely on his own ability to come out step by step, and even Qin Zongheng's limelight was covered up by him. What about you? What do you have? You don't even deserve to lift shoes. ”

"I'll prove it to you." Huang Qianzhong said as if taking an oath.

"I'm waiting for this day." Luo Xin said. "Hopefully I'll wait until this day."

"You will. It won't be too long, and I'm not going to keep you waiting. ”

"Is it okay to get up now?"

Huang Qianzhong hesitated, not knowing whether he should give up or not.

At that moment, the cell phone on the coffee table rang.

Huang Qianzhong touched the phone and glanced at it, and suddenly got up from Luo Xin's body.

"Uncle Tian." Huang Qianzhong's expression was solemn, and he said in a respectful tone.

"Come to me." An old, powerful voice said.

After speaking, before Huang Qianzhong could react, the phone over there had already hung up.

"Uncle Tian called me over." Huang Qianzhong said.

Luo Xin had already returned to his usual gentle appearance when Huang Qianzhong answered the phone, and said in a calm voice: "Go ahead." Few words and many deeds. ”

Huang Qianzhong reluctantly glanced at his mother's delicate figure lying on the sofa, then got up and tidied up his clothes, and then Si Swen was handsome and handsome but limped outside.

When there was a dull sound of the door closing, and he was the only one left in the room, Luo Xin got up from the sofa with a blank face.

Looking at the gray robe torn to pieces on the ground, Luo Xin's mood entered a very wonderful feeling.

There is no gnashing of teeth, no extreme corruption, and no love or hatred.

Everything that happened today was like a game. She is the cāo longitudinal of this game, as well as a participant and a spectator.

"Where is the game's plot going?" Luo Xin muttered to himself. "I'm really looking forward to it."

Standing in front of the fitting mirror in the room, he unbuttoned the cheongsam one by one, took off the cheongsam that was hung by the branches, took off the black sè underwear that had been deformed and did not work often, and the full breasts and well-proportioned and slender thighs were presented naked in the mirror.

Gu Ying flatters himself, and the mirror is self-pitying.

"People are pleasing to those who have been pleased? Who is you dressed up for your daily jīng heart maintenance? ”

She gently raised her chest, so that the two points of red on the pink white flesh bulged high, and said proudly: "However, I still have the capital to charm sentient beings." ”

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The room is full of books.

An old man in Tang costume was waving paper and ink with a wolf in his hand, and his expression was serious, as if he was doing something very important and great.

The old man wrote the last stroke of the word 'forbearance', then put down the brush, took the hot towel handed over by the servant, wiped the sweat beads on his hands and forehead, looked at Huang Qianzhong who was sitting opposite, and said, "I heard that your mother and son did something stupid again today?" ”

"We did this to cooperate with Uncle Tian's plan." Huang Qianzhong said with a humble and arrogant attitude.

"Fart." The old man was suddenly furious. "When do I need you to cooperate with me? By the time you come to help me, this old bone of mine will be gnawed clean. ”

Huang Qianzhong had a slight apology on his face, but he didn't say anything to defend himself.

He knew that there were things he should say and things he shouldn't.

He only needed to tell the old man in front of him that he was doing this to help him, and nothing else mattered.

"I told you, don't provoke him, don't provoke him. You don't listen. The old man said angrily. A lion that is lame is not a lion? The old immortal really wants to start a fire so that even the old chief is afraid of him, but you don't believe in this evil - the best way to deal with the lion is to shoot it in the head and kill it, so that it has no chance to resist. You shoot a bullet out of the sand, and if you can't kill it, it will provoke it - is this helping me? ”

"It's me who didn't think it through." Huang Qianzhong said respectfully.

After the old man took a sip of tea from the teacup, he asked, "Do you know how to write the word ninja?" ”

"Yes."

"A knife in the heart. If you want to be patient, you have to endure the torture of the blade every day - but the more you are stabbed, the clearer your brain becomes. Then the scales of victory will be able to tilt in your favor. From today onwards, you can learn to read with me - write one every day and send it to me. ”

"Yes. Uncle Tian. Huang Qianzhong agreed.

"Take this ninja card with you. From today onwards, take care of your illness and don't go out to stir up trouble again. And give peace to your mother, who thinks she is smart. ”

Huang Qianzhong walked over and removed the paperweight, and put away the word 'forbearance' that had just dried in ink.

Huang Qianzhong stood in front of the old man and asked frankly, "Uncle Tian, when will Long Qianzhang leave Dragon Breath?" ”

The old man glanced at him unhappily, but still replied: "I have already helped him contact a foreign medical institution, and I will send him over for a physical examination when the time comes." Just near rì. ”

"I see." Huang Qianzhong bowed deeply to the old man, then turned and walked outside.

The old man spread out a piece of rice paper again and pressed the corners on both sides with a paperweight.

Close his eyes and meditate, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were fierce and domineering.

His wrist danced wildly, and a big word 'kill' appeared on the white paper.

Words are born from the heart. Coherent.

"Long Qianzhang, new hatred and old hatred, this time let's forget it."

Who will be the outcast of this game?