Gong Xie slapped it heavily with one hand, with an angry face.

"This bastard thing!" Gong Xie glared, "Tell the housekeeper to call a few people, drag her over, and stuff her mouth without eating......"

Wu Hui laughed at him.

"Master, Xunhuan is not sensible, what are you really comparing to her?" Wu Huixiao persuaded softly.

Gong Xunxi pretended not to hear, lowered his head and said nothing.

"What are you doing here? The family is in a mess!" The old lady staggered into the house with a drunken look, and looked at the worker with a drunken face, "Who are you angry with?"

The old lady stood up and personally handed a cup of tea to the industrial and commercial middle school.

No one in the room spoke. The old lady couldn't bear it, and looked out of the house, the lantern was swaying and swaying in the wind under the eaves, and the ear lady who went to call for a meal for joy did not return for a long time.

A table of dishes was bubbling with aroma, and the youngest Gong Xun Cong smashed his small mouth, looked at the elders with his eyes, and said in a milky voice: "Cong'er is hungry, when will you start eating?"

Gong Xie snorted and walked out.

Gongshang burped, was tired, just leaned back in the chair and squinted, when he heard the sound, he hurriedly opened his eyes, and ordered Wu Huixiao: "You guys follow and take a look, don't beat people to death." ”

He thought to himself: I have to prepare to marry Gong Xunhuan to the demon Xiukou, and kill bad luck.

After a pause, he opened his eyes half-open and half-closed, and said vaguely: "She has never been close to our workers, children......! She lost her temper and our whole family made a fuss, so that outsiders heard what it was like...... "The more she spoke, the softer she became, and finally leaned her head back in the chair, opening her mouth and snoring.

Gong Pinghua saw that her husband was in his sixties, and he still drank this virtue, shook his head with a smile, and said with a smile to Wu Hui: "Just let him lie down here, let's go up and have a look, I'm afraid that none of you can stop Xie Er's stubborn temper." ”

The door panel was kicked a few times.

Ear Niang was startled when she saw a person suddenly appear next to her, and she shrank to the side, and heard the old man roaring angrily, "Bastard, don't open the door for your old man!"

Shu Xiaoen sat in front of the dresser in the inner room, and his heart tightened when he heard the sound. She lowered her gaze at a pair of scissors prepared on the table, and swallowed, her move today was too dangerous.

But there is no way to delay it any longer, the day of Chong Xi's marriage will definitely be shortened closer, and it may even be married out in just a few days! There is not so much time to spend on opening the relationship between her father and daughter, and obediently write a letter of resignation to Fu Xing.

There was a thumping in my ears.

Shu Xiaoen's heart was pounding, he grabbed the scissors in his hand, and said silently in his heart over and over again: Bodhisattva bless! All-knowing God bless! All the gods in the Supo Continent bless! I hope that evil can turn into good fortune, and don't really cause a mess that can't be cleaned up!

Her hands trembled a little, she pinched the scissors, and cold sweat broke out in her palms.

Suddenly, all the movement seemed to freeze, and someone stood outside, and the curtain beads collided with each other to make a crisp and pleasant sound.

Gongxie's voice was dumbfounded, "What are you going to do?"

Shu Xiaoen took a deep breath and looked back at Gong Xie and Erniang, as well as Wu Huixiao and others who were hurriedly chasing outside. The corners of his mouth twitched, revealing a contemptuous smile, his eyes stared coldly at Gong Jie, and the scissors buckled into the skin, but they did not cut the skin because of the precise control of the force at hand.

"If you don't write a letter of resignation, then you don't have to wait a month to see me get married, and you can directly help me give the body to the fifth prince today!" Shu Xiaoen slowly threatened word by word.

In an instant, the atmosphere of the room froze.

Gong Jie's face turned white and blue, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were at Shu Xiaoen, he couldn't wait to kill her with his eyes!

Gong Xunxi, who was standing at the end of the crowd, turned pale.

Once "Gong Xunhuan" dies, the best candidate to marry the demon cultivator is undoubtedly her Gong Xunxi!

No, it must not be allowed to happen!

Gong Xun's happy thoughts flashed, and he didn't care about life or death, stumbled and squeezed a few people away, hugged Gong Xie and knelt on his feet, looked up at Gong Xie beggingly, tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Father, please...... Spare Xunhuan this time!" Gong Xunxi cried in a hoarse voice, "If something goes wrong with her...... Whining...... Father, please spare me this time!"

Gong Xie originally wanted to kick the start of work to find joy, but suddenly thought of the firm demeanor of the fifth son who designated Gong Xunhuan, even if it was later confirmed that Gong Xunhuan had become a waste, he still stubbornly saw that he had to marry. It is rumored that the king of the Central Plains also called the demon Xiukou to reprimand him for this......

But the demon cultivator is like a ghost who has lost his mind, and his intention to marry a worker and seek pleasure has not changed at all!

Gong Xie frowned, and the person suddenly became out of temper.

Wu Hui smiled and saw it, so he stepped forward and pulled his arm, lowered his voice and persuaded: "Master, you are ruthless in seeking joy, what dare you not do?

Gong Xie glanced sideways at Wu Hui and smiled, the corners of his mouth opened slightly, he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the other end, the little face that resembled her mother was cold, and the sharp scissors in her hand were against the softest part of her neck, and if she was an inch or two deeper, she might really die!

He couldn't let go of his face for a while, gritted his teeth, and refused to say anything.

The old lady saw that his face softened, and turned back to Ling'er, the little girl who was outside the pestle, and ordered: "Ling'er, you are quick with your hands and feet, go back and get a pen and paper to come to this place." Hurry up!"

Ling'er nodded, turned her head and ran out.

Gong Xuncong wanted to follow, but was grabbed by the ear girl on the side, and then looked up to see that Ling'er had run away, so he had to give up, pouting and complaining a few words about the nurse's troubles.

Wu Huixiao gently pulled the solution, and said softly: "Master, let's go outside." Just let Xunxi stay with her mother to persuade her. ”

The worker did not go to the outside room, but went out to the outside of the house to breathe.

Shu Xiaoen's heart, which had been tense, relaxed, and his hand still held the scissors against his neck, and he was a little stiff.

The old lady went over and pulled up the kneeling worker to find joy.

A pair of small eyes looked at Shu Xiaoen with disgust, and said lukewarmly: "This kind of temper is lost in your own home, if you try it in someone else's house, see who will pay attention to you." Don't put things down yet!"

The night was completely dark, and Wu Huixiao personally sent an envelope to Shu Xiaoen, which contained a letter of resignation written by Gong Xie himself. Wu Huixiao promised to send it out on the second day, and after a few words of greeting, he went back.

In the middle of the night, Shu Xiaoen got up hungry and sat on the cold stone steps, looking at the moon in a daze, with a black mist on his wrists. She took out the spirit vein bead and held it up to the moonlight, a strange thought flashing through her heart.

As soon as the thought moved, her raised hand also subconsciously retracted, and used the spirit vein bead to roll along the black mist bracelet on the wrist of the side wearing the black mist bracelet.

On that day in the Killing Village, the Black Mist Bracelet was suddenly full of spirituality, pouring into the black tower pattern on Qianmo's chest, producing a strange power that could scare away a group of strange people hidden in the depths of those cellars - then this Spirit Vein Bead Immortal Qi can nourish the Spirit Vein, and maybe it can also repair the Black Mist Bracelet?

Shu Xiaoen patiently rolled the spirit vein beads along the wisps of black mist that appeared on his wrist, waiting for a miracle to happen.