Rong Yuan turned his face away, gritted his teeth and said nothing, letting the rancid rice fall on him.

"You're exactly like my uncle." Chu Xi jumped down from the courtyard wall, the whip in his hand still sticking to the blood red.

Xiao Yun was so frightened that she immediately sat up, put the leftovers in her hand aside, and after feeling that she had no spiritual power on her body, she let go of her hanging heart and stared at Chu Xi coldly, "Who are you?" ”

"Why haven't you known each other for half a year?" Chu Xi sneered, and the whip in his hand gradually ignited a red flame, "An orphan doesn't know how to be grateful, and he dares to treat your life-saving benefactor like this, you might as well return this life." ”

Chu Xi's tone was very light, as if she was saying something casually as if she was joking, and with her delicate and cold face, it made people feel shocked how to dare to treat that sentence as a joke.

"Cier!" Rong Yuan opened his mouth but was choked by the glutinous rice in his mouth for a long time, the old man who was not angry and arrogant in the past was now wearing dirty clothes, his gray hair was messily covered on his head as if he had not been washed for several months, and there were leftovers that had not been poured into his mouth, just like a flower child on the street.

Chu Xi felt a pain in his heart, and the faint aura of luck hit the long whip in his hand with a "snap" and whipped it on Xiaoyun's body.

Xiaoyun's body flew straight out, rolling on the ground several times before stopping.

She struggled to get up, but she didn't want to use the force, and at the moment she spit out a mouthful of blood.

She looked at Chu Xi who was beside Rong Yuan in shock, how she had fallen to the ground and grown up in the past half a year?

As a martial artist, she couldn't catch her blow!

She was even seriously injured by her!

But there was obviously no aura fluctuation on her body.

Is it just an ordinary attack?

No way!

When the idea came up, she immediately rejected it.

It's unbelievable to think that her dignified martial artist would be seriously injured by a blow from a person who has no spiritual power!

No one will believe it even if they say it.

Xiaoyun's face darkened, how could she say such a shameful thing!

It's a shame!

"Grandpa Rong, are you alright?" Chu Xi untied the chains, helped Rong Yuan to the table and sat down, and hurriedly poured him a glass of water.

Rong Yuan picked up the cup and hurriedly poured a few sips, but he was choked because he was too anxious, and a violent cough made Rong Yuan's face red.

Looking at Rong Yuan in front of him, Chu Xi felt a pantothenic acid in his heart, and hurriedly stroked his back, "Grandpa Rong, slow down." ”

In this courtyard, only the water on the table is clean.

Looking at the glutinous rice on the table, Chu Xi's face became more and more ugly.

Rong Yuan relieved himself and shook his head, "I'm fine." ”

Chu Xi glanced coldly at Xiao Yun, who was still lying on the ground, that cold gaze was like a sharp sword, and Xiao Yun only felt like he had fallen into the abyss when he looked at those eyes.

What awaits her is about to be shattered!

Rong Yuan only grabbed Chu Xi's hand and said busily, "The day after tomorrow is the day when your father is beheaded, and now the whole city is watching the joke of your father's resignation." ”

Chu Xi nodded, "I know, Grandpa Rong, don't worry, I will save my father." ”

Rong Yuan shook his head, "You can't save it, we can't afford to mess with the people behind the emperor." Rong Yuan straightened his messy hair, revealing his eyes full of vicissitudes, just half a year ago, the person in front of him seemed to be ten years old, he looked at Chu Xidao, and his tone was hurried, "Your father asked you not to save him, and don't take revenge." ”