This is the rhythm of tearing, this sentence came out of everyone's minds.

It's not a rule, it's a preference. If I don't like you, I don't like you. If you don't like it, you don't like it. It's you who find fault, but it's me who holds on to it.

This is what it looks like to solve the problem, how big is this to make trouble, lest the world not be chaotic.

Old Lady Gu didn't have a smile on her face at this time, "According to Miss Mo's meaning, my wife can't even enter this house?" It's a big shelf. The old lady's eyelids turned up slightly, looking very terrifying. The appearance of smiling meat without smiling makes people a little reluctant to look at it.

Mo Qingye smiled and didn't speak, and the little lady stepped forward to explain, "The old lady will enter if she wants, and the little one will not dare to stop her." "The little guy is grinning, as long as you have the face to enter, I don't have the face to entertain you. Anyway, the rule of the owner is to meet people and talk about people, and see people to talk nonsense.

Anyway, when you enter this door, you hit you in the face, not mine.

The old lady took a slight breath, she felt dizzy now.

On weekdays, she feels that the children in which room are not disciplined and disobedient, which makes her bored, but at this time she thinks that the children in the family are much cuter. If it was like Mo Qingye, she would just take it and drown.

"Okay, since Miss Mo intends to be an enemy of my Gu family, what else can I say. Today's juniors have a big temper, and a housekeeper can't take care of us elders. I'm not the kind of faceless and skinless person, why should Miss Mo be like this. "The old lady has long known that she has taken the power of stewardship, but Zeng Jinjin has not taken her seriously. At most, this fire burned to the Gu family's backyard, but what I didn't expect was that it had already burned to the Gu family.

Since you are so self-conscious. Don't blame the Gu family for not giving the Liang family face. Old Lady Gu snorted coldly.

Mo Qingye smiled when he heard this, as if he didn't care, and only put on his gloves. He looked at Gu Sanye, who was still retreating with disgust, and shook his head slightly. "Since Gu Sanye doesn't want to suffer anymore, he actually has a way to do it once and for all."

Mo Qingye stepped forward in two steps, and only with one foot did he go up to Gu Sanye's leg, and with a squeak, he heard the sound of a bone misalignment.

Gu Sanye suddenly couldn't move, trembling all over, only to feel that his right leg was tightly pressed by a stone. Every time I moved, the bones creaked. It was as if he had been pierced in the leg by thousands of silver needles. There was a burst of contraction, and he wanted to die like this.

"Mother, mother, mother. You save the children. Eldest brother. Eldest brother. You give her money. Gu Sanye's voice was hoarse and terrifying, and his eyes were bloodshot. The sweat on his forehead immediately ran down his cheeks. Some of the greasy faces looked disgusting.

Mo Qingye pursed his lips and took his foot off.

Old Lady Gu was softening all over. Listening to the voice of the youngest son, it was like a knife cutting her flesh. But there were also some doubts in my heart, obviously seeing that Mo Qingye didn't exert much strength. Old Lady Gu didn't even pay attention to her son's wailing for a while.

"Wait." The old lady said in a hoarse voice.

"Since he offended you, you should hit him. But you are a woman, isn't physical contact a loss for my son? You use a stick. The old lady closed her eyes, and her voice was a little erratic.

Mo Qingye's eyes opened fiercely when he heard this, "Mother! Master Gu shouted directly.

The old lady glanced at him, ignoring the buzz around her, and some people even applauded. The old lady ignored it all.

Jiang Jinhui glanced at the old lady Gu and had some clarity in his eyes.

Mo Qingye is a woman, and she doesn't beat people with her fists like men. Just like Fang Cai, a kick to remove the bones has to be misplaced, and almost all of them are internal injuries. The strength under your feet is already greater than that in your hands.

But sticks are different, especially women, almost all of the beatings are skin wounds, and even the bigger the stick is waved, the faster the fatigue will be. What's more, it's just a woman raised in the boudoir. It's simpler that way.

However, there is a disadvantage to this thing, which is that it has a lot of force to hit people, and it is even more powerful when you hold a stick.

However, Jiang Jinhui glanced at Mo Qingye's white and soft little arms and legs, and his brows furrowed. He felt as if he had forgotten something important.

Mo Qingye silently hooked his lips, and said with a smile, "Okay." "Promise fast.

Xiaoxi quickly looked up at his girl, and silently plucked crocodile tears for Gu Sanye in his heart.

Liang Chuwen, who was watching the show outside, was also stunned, and his eyes looked at Mo Qingye fiercely. Mo Qingye seemed to realize it and smiled in her direction.

Liang Chuwen felt a chill on his body, and he reflexively took a step backwards under his feet. There was an instant creepy feeling in my heart.

"What's the matter, girl?" The maid stepped forward and held her with one hand. The face was full of worry.

Liang Chuwen waved his hand slightly, and his face under the veil was a little pale. His palms were sweaty, and he closed his eyes slightly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he seemed to see Mo Qingye's fierce behavior under the heavy rain that day. As soon as she thought of it, she wanted to go to her grandmother's cold eyes when she looked at her.

After all, she and her grandmother were estranged. Under Mo Qingye's fierceness. She was scared.

"Let's go back first." Liang Chuwen said softly. Inexplicably didn't want to see this scene, and the escape in her heart made her have no time to react.

At this time, it was so lively, no one noticed her leaving.

The Ruyi Pavilion, which has always been quiet, was in an uproar outside, but no one stopped it. What to stop, can't the big proprietors shout and cheer when they participate in the war?

Mo Qingye held a solid stick that was a cut taller than her, and looked at the big man, buddy, you are really upright.

But what she was embarrassed to say was that she was holding this stick, and the refreshment in her heart was stronger than anyone else's. I miss the brick era when I was in Mojia Village.

Xiaoxi stood behind her, hesitated for a while, leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Girl, why don't you take it easy?" ”

Xiaoxi had to sigh, Mrs. Gu, you are really a mother.

It's rumored that the girl has a lot of strength, do you think we're joking?

Mo Qingye's face was a little embarrassed, and he nodded with a dry cough. However, he also grasped the strength and let Xiaoxi retreat.

Can she still take advantage of it by letting her do it herself? The poor old lady would soon understand that there was a class of people whose strength was a joke to her.

Gu Sanye's right leg was spread on the ground, looking like he didn't have any strength, and now he couldn't move for a while. A face is almost bitter.

Mother, you have to watch your son suffer. Why don't you come and take your son's place?

Gu Sanye thought in his head. even complained a little more about the old lady.

Mo Qingye waved the wooden stick with one hand, looking very relaxed. The large, solid stick had an eerie feel compared to her smaller body, and the sound of the stick being swept with one hand was stirring up the wind.

Looking at her bright face, Mrs. Gu's heart sudden, and her heart was lifted. For the first time, I wanted to swallow back what I said. (To be continued.) )