The Jiang family was a little unhappy.

"The people of the Qiuyue family are really not polite at all, and they actually took people away like this. Did you ask me what I mean? The long sword in Jiang Dieyu's hand was buzzing, and she had a spirit ring between her fingers, which was the "butterfly language" inherited by the Jiang family, slender as a snake's waist, and once she played with spiritual power, she could urge countless spirit butterflies and inflict heavy blows on her opponent.

She is a small bully in this city on weekdays, and anyone who sees her has to give way, not to mention that today she met a person she likes.

The face, figure, and voice of that person were all the same as those of the old man.

At this time, several children of the Qiuyue family walked out of the wing room, led by a blue-clothed young man with a smile on his face, saluted, and said, "It turned out to be the eldest lady of the Jiang family, we have just offended a lot." No, my young master wants to take someone back, and as for the sword in your hand, our young master said he bought it. ”

"What are you, you are also worthy of talking to Miss Ben and letting your young master come out by himself." Jiang Dieyu couldn't control the "long affection", her whole face was pale, and her spiritual power was drained very quickly, as if she had been drained by something. She stared at the young man in front of her, her lips pursed tightly, and the next words were not spoken.

The "butterfly language" crackled and fell in front of the blue-clothed young man, and a layer of cracks appeared on the ground, and many spirit butterflies broke in from the windowsill, all of which were aimed at the children of the Qiuyue family.

They panicked and used spiritual power nets to block them, and in front of them was the attack of a large number of spirit butterflies, once a long time passed, this spiritual power would not be able to hold on.

The blue-clothed young man at the head frowned, he looked at Jiang Dieyu on the side, and said politely: "I don't know what hostility Miss Jiang has towards us, but this restaurant is located in a prosperous stage, please also ask Miss Jiang to take back your "Butterfly Language", otherwise this scene may be difficult to control." ”

"Okay, you stinky boy, what are you talking about." The corners of Jiang Dieyu's eyebrows rose, her wrists began to be uncontrollable, and the back of her hands was a burst of green tendons, looking straight ahead, her words were cold, indifferent, and rampant.

She chuckled a few times, and "Changqing" cut through the air, and the blade of the sword fused with the spiritual power, leaving a scar of different shades on the arm of the blue-clothed young man. A few traces of blood fell on the ground, and the young man in blue frowned in pain, but he never snorted.

He was silent, but when he looked up, his sword was already against the Adam's apple.

"If Miss Jiang wants to be angry, then go down with a sword."

"The people of your Qiuyue family are still a little backbone, much better than those small families. This girl admires you, if you want this sword, then let that girl go to Jiang's house to get it herself, and no one is allowed to accompany her. Jiang Dieyu retracted her "long affection", and she turned around leisurely, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The blue-clothed young man behind him is the junior of the Qiuyue family, who is from the sideline, and has a very nice name is Qiuyuexiu.

As his name suggests, he is indeed a showman and is particularly pleasing.

She stepped on the steps and disappeared from the eyes of the children of the Qiuyue family-

At this time, a shadow came out of the side room, with a few orchids embroidered on the milky white skirt, and the sword in his hand was aura, dragging a person behind him.

Qingchen limped behind Qiu Yue Linlang, she was a little impatient, and said: "Hey, you are so unreasonable, there are so many people who like you, it's strange." ”