"Xingru, that's a good name..."

Jiang Yunqing was playing with the short sword, a little inexplicable.

That Wang Mo is not a fool, they are not allies.

He actually gave her such a precious thing for nothing?

"Miss."

When Sui'er came in, she saw wine bottles scattered on the ground, as well as Jiang Yunqing who was playing with Xingru Sword.

Jiang Yunqing put away the short sword and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"The second son is still guarding outside, refusing to leave."

Jiang Yunqing glanced outside the courtyard when she heard this, and could vaguely see the figure standing outside the courtyard gate, looking at this side with her eyes, she raised her voice and said:

"If he wants to keep it, let him keep it, anyway, he has always been like this, he just thinks that all things in the world can be solved by a sentence of the right word."

"A month ago, he almost ruined me, and he said I'm sorry."

"A month later, he almost killed me and the Meng family and became the target of public criticism, and he would only say sorry."

"What else would he do besides standing outside my yard, crying and making trouble, using his embarrassment to force me to soften my heart, forcing me to say a word of forgiveness and making him think that he was better to be forgiven?"

Jiang Yunqing's voice was cold.

"The prince of the dignified Hou Mansion, who does not study literature, does not know martial arts, and enjoys a rich and noble family background, but he is stupid and cowardly to think that someone will always protect him."

"If one day he is no longer the son of the Jiang family and loses the name of the Chengenhou Mansion, I am afraid he will not even be as good as a beggar on the street."

"At least those people still know that they have to fight for themselves in order to protect themselves, not like a waste, who only knows how to beg!"

After Jiang Yunqing finished speaking, he turned around and went back to the house.

Sui'er looked back at Jiang Jinyan, who was crumbling outside, hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

Jiang Jinyan bit his lip tightly, his nails pierced his palm, and his painful eyes were red.

……

When Jun Mo left the Meng family, he didn't alarm anyone.

When he arrived outside the Meng family, Ye San couldn't wait to say: "Master, why did you give the Xingru Sword to Miss Jiang, it is a divine weapon from the same furnace as Frost and Ink, and there are only these two in the world." ”

Back then, the Jun family got the Tianhan Iron and worked hard to create these two swords.

Shuangmo has long been Junmo's sword, and he never leaves his body.

That Xingru has been stored in the palace, Ye San only thought that he would never use it, but he didn't expect that one day it would be given to Jiang Yunqing.

Jun Mo said indifferently: "Xingru is a bloodthirsty sword, the more bloody it is, the stronger it becomes. Jiang Yunqing has a bad spirit, and he is the most suitable person to be the master of the star like a sword. ”

"But master, that Miss Jiang is not our person, and she is not a good person."

Ye San frowned and said in a deep voice: "You have repeatedly tried her, but she has seen through it, and she has no intention of being close to you, but she has murderous intentions towards you." ”

"If this star is like a sword falls into her hands, in case she will be attacked one day......"

Although he didn't finish his words, the worry in his eyes was extremely heavy.

That Jiang Yunqing acted without scruples, and his methods were fierce and ruthless, and he was easy to calculate when he was calculating, and he killed people without seeing blood when he laughed.

Such a ruthless temperament is really difficult to fathom, and Ye San can't feel at ease.

When Jun Mo heard Ye San's words, he was silent for a moment, remembered what Jiang Yunqing had done before, and said lightly: "You don't have to worry, this king has his own measure." ”

"Master......"

Ye San still wants to persuade again.

Jun Mo, who was originally standing, suddenly fell down and grabbed his chest violently.