Jun Moran stood motionless at the doorway, his eyes as cold as a blade.

He glanced lightly at Jun Fu, who was disheveled and crying uncontrollably, and his anger around him was even more obvious.

Anger grows in a moment, and there is a great tendency to spark the prairie fire.

"Enough trouble?"

He forcibly pressed the green tendons that protruded and jumped at the corners of his forehead, his tone was suddenly cold, and his gestures naturally revealed a natural kingly domineering.

Jun Fu had tears in his eyes, and crawled from Mama Wang's arms and crashed into Jun Moran's arms, "Brother Wang, you must be the master of Fu'er." ”

Jun Moran pursed his lips and was silent, and his eagle-like sharp gaze only stayed on Jun Fu for a moment, and then landed impartially on Feng Wuwu, who was sitting on the bookcase and crossed Erlang's legs.

Feng Wuwu was stunned by Jun Moran, and ordered the book case in a proper manner.

Jun Fu noticed Jun Moran's sudden chilling aura, and his morale was greatly boosted.

She simply pulled off the cloak draped over her shoulders, pointed to her body that had been painted black by Feng Wuwu, and complained with tears in her eyes, "Brother Wang, there is no reason to go to the house today. Feng Wuwu took advantage of everyone's time to put out the fire and broke into Fanghua Pavilion, wanting to do something wrong to Fu'er. Whisk is so scared. ”

Jun Moran looked at the word "eat lotus root" on Jun Fu's face, and secretly thought in her heart that her appearance at the moment was indeed extremely ugly.

Looking at her chest and abdomen that were painted black, Jun Moran looked away silently.

This sister of his, it seems that she is becoming more and more shameless.

"Put your clothes on."

"Brother Wang, do you really not care about Fu'er's life or death? Do you know how many bastards Feng Wuwu has done to Fu'er? ”

Jun Fu's tears fell down, she didn't expect Jun Moran to be so indifferent.

Jun Mo pursed his lips and was silent, his face was condensed like frost, and he especially wondered why Jun Fu was so unsuccessful.

"Brother Wang, look!"

She turned sideways, brushing her weedy hair to her chest, motioning for him to look at her fleshy back.

Jun Mo's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his attention was not on the mottled scars on her back, but on the small poems scribbled on her back by heart.

Damn it! Feng Wuwu dared to inscribe poems on a woman behind his back.

In a fit of rage, he pushed Jun Fu aside and walked three steps to Feng Wuwu.

Feng Wuwu lowered his eyes and was silent, his hands tightly twisted together.

She knew that Jun Mo, who was short guarded, would definitely favor Jun Fu unprincipledly.

From the beginning, she shouldn't have gambled on a slim possibility.

"Lord Regent, I don't think I did anything wrong. It is true that the injuries on her body were indeed beaten by the master, but this is no wonder the master. ”

Feng Wuwu lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and his voice was sullen, "If it weren't for the county lord ordering someone to set fire to the mansion, leading the master to Fanghua Pavilion, and changing the agarwood in the smoker with incense with ill intentions, wanting to slander the lord for being inferior to her, how could the lord attack her?" ”

When Jun Fu heard this, he was anxious.

She knelt at Jun Moran's feet, her hands clutching his robe, her voice trembling, "Brother Wang, don't believe his nonsense. Obviously, he took advantage of the fire to break into Fanghua Pavilion and insult him in every way. ”

At this moment, the incense of Fanghua Pavilion has been covered by rich agarwood. However, Jun Moran's sense of smell is particularly keen, and he still notices a trace of abnormality.

He took a deep look at Feng Wuwu, whose eyes were full of resentment and covered in thorns, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you hurt?" ”

"Wounded all over my body! It hurts! ”

Jun Fu thought that Jun Moran was asking her, so he was greatly encouraged, and said angrily, "Brother Wang, Feng Wuwu is a person, you can't use it!" When he was in Beili, he was lighter than Princess Liyin. Now, he has done such shameless things to Fu'er again, if Brother Wang doesn't give Fu'er justice, Fu'er might as well die. ”

Seeing this, Mama Wang also knelt in front of Jun Moran with a "poof".

Her fat body was overly excited, and the flesh on her body was upside and down, making people dizzy.

"Regent Mingjian, give the county lord justice! Feng Wuwu was bold and blatantly abused the county lord, and was executed by Ling Chi to set an example. ”

Mama Wang said in a loud voice, and then hugged Jun Fu in her arms, tears in her eyes, "The poor county lord has no father and mother since he was a child, he is helpless, and his body is like duckweed. Now, he has been bullied by the shameless prodigal son so that people don't look like people, ghosts don't look like ghosts, and the sky has no eyes! ”

Jun Moran frowned slightly, and for a moment he really wanted to slap Mama Wang to death with one palm. Why was the person he fancied slandered by others?

He looked at the sullen Feng Wuwu, and thought that Mama Wang would be angry for her.

After thinking about it, Feng Wuwu was already afraid of him, and he didn't want to leave Feng Wuwu with the impression of being cruel and bloodthirsty.

After pondering for a while, Jun Moran calmed down and asked patiently, "Feng Wuwu, what else do you have to say to this king?" ”

The implication of Jun Moran's words is that if there is any grievance, even if he tells him, he will give her justice.

Feng Wuwu mistakenly thought that Jun Mo was dyed with murderous intentions, and Dafa "kindness" allowed her to leave a last word.

She bit her lower lip, took out the pink letterhead in her sleeve, and tore it to shreds in front of Jun Mo's face.

"What are you talking to me about this morning, and now you want to take my life without asking? Jun Mo Ran, you are really disappointed. ”

“………”

Jun Moran was a little stunned, he watched him rack his brains and write an apology letter with his pen in his own hand for most of the hour and was torn to shreds by her, and he didn't blame her.

She's good, and she dares to lose her temper with him!

"Brother Wang, please call the shots for Fu'er!"

"Lord Regent, please be the master of the county! A good girl with yellow flowers, how can she be ruined? ”

Jun Fu and Mama Wang grabbed the ground with their heads, and their foreheads were red.

"Get out."

Jun Moran glanced at the disheveled Jun Fu with disgust, as well as the hypocritical Mama Wang, and became more and more distressed for the stubborn and unwilling to give in.

Feng Wuwu will be wrong again, thinking that Jun Mo Ran will let him go.

She hung her head a little lonely, and her heart was inexplicably sour.

But after thinking about it, Jun Moran was lucky that he didn't kill her on the spot.

Therefore, she swallowed the loss in her eyes and responded in a low voice, "Master, get out." The chasing wind master is no longer taught, and the regent asks Gao Ming. ”

"Feng Wuwu, have you made enough trouble?"

Jun Moran couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed her arm tightly, and the voice of the demon sounded, "This king knows that you have been wronged, but can you stand in the position of this king and think about this king?" Jun Fu did make a big mistake, this king didn't say that he wouldn't punish her, but he couldn't do it with his blood relatives. ”

Feng Wuwu's mind was blank, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He means, he believes her?!

Feng Wuwu blinked and whispered, "Your old man has a fierce face, how do you know what you mean?" I'm scared to death by you. ”

He's fierce?

For a while, Jun Moran didn't know what kind of expression to put on, so that the little thing in front of him who was covered in thorns would believe that from beginning to end, he didn't plan to do anything to her.

Jun Fu chuckled in his heart, and saw Jun Mo Ran's thoughts about Feng Wuwu clearly.

Mama Wang glanced at Jun Fu and said silently, "If you break the cauldron and sink the boat, you will win or lose in a battle." ”

Jun Fu clenched his hands into fists, his sharp nails deeply embedded in the flesh, and it took a while before he made up his mind to give it a go.

In a daze, Jun Fu stood up tremblingly, stared directly at Feng Wuwu, who was more than half a head taller than her, and said coldly, "Feng Wuwu, dare to do it?" ”

Feng Wuwu didn't know why, she started to beat Jun Fu, she admitted it at the beginning.

Unexpectedly, Jun Fu actually lifted the dirty skirt in front of her and Jun Mo, pointed to the red blood stains that slid down on her legs, and cried blood, "Feng Wuwu, are you still a man?" Dare to do it or not? The lord of this county is not a land of fireworks, those prostitutes who are indiscriminate! Since you have despised the lord of this county, you should repay it with your life. ”

Jun Mo stained his belly and slandered Jun Fu that he would not be perverted to joke about his innocence, and there was also a trace of doubt in his heart.

Perhaps, Feng Wuwu will do his plan, and he really brushes his hand at you?

Thinking of this, Jun Mo Dye became more and more unhappy.

It's not that he feels sorry for Jun Fu. What kind of character she is, he has already seen through.

He's just being angry with Feng Wu.

This little thing is becoming more and more lawless.

It's just a matter of painting on a woman, but you dare... Dare to come for real!

Jun Moran said coldly, "Feng Wuwu, shouldn't you explain?" ”

Feng Wuwu looked at Jun Fu in disbelief and asked softly, "Is it worth it?" In order to frame the master, I don't want to be innocent. ”

"You don't have much blood."

Jun Fu's face was pale, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and the sick and weak Xizi won three points.

Feng Wuwu sneered, "County Lord, can you elaborate on how the master is so light-hearted?" The-stirring stick used, or the hand, or... This? ”

Jun Fu glanced in the direction of her finger and looked away unnaturally, "Shameless." ”

"Lord Regent, keep your eyes open and take a good look! With this look, can you get her lightly? ”

With a wave of his hand, Feng Wuwu lifted the hem of his clothes especially boldly, and stood in front of him generously.