Chapter 70: [People are still so young, can you go down?] 】

However, for the sake of her daughter, she would rather be misunderstood and abused, than let her know that she has such a broken mother.

Even...... I don't know who her biological father is.

The old bustard has secretly protected his daughter for twelve years, and today, he finally can't protect it!

The son of the deputy city lord, for ordinary people like them, that is the sky.

How can mortals fight the heavens?

After the noble prince kicked the bustard, he led the people upstairs.

If he doesn't get the flower spirit today, he vows not to give up.

The noble son had just gone upstairs on his front foot, and the fat boss took the two of them with gifts and also arrived at Wanhualou.

"Old bustard, I wonder how Miss Hualing is doing lately?"

The fat boss politely stepped forward to greet him, but who knows, he happened to see the bustard wiping his tears, so he hurriedly asked what happened.

The old bustard briefly told what had just happened, and after listening to it, the faces of the three of them changed.

Qian Laohu carried the mace and went upstairs angrily.

The scholar in white followed.

In the room, the noble prince had already forced Hua Ling into the corner step by step, and was about to reach out and tear her clothes, when the door of the room was kicked open.

The good thing was interrupted, and Chen Gongzi's heart was full of anger.

turned around and was about to scold, but before he could speak, he was punched in the face.

The whole person was smashed and flew out.

Qian Laohu was quite sensible, and did not use a mace, but a fist.

The noble son lost two teeth, and his nose was bloody, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Who are you, do you know who I am? Do you know who my dad is? ”

In this world, there is never a shortage of protagonists, nor is there a shortage of villains with explosive IQs, but, in the same way, there is no shortage of such brainless retards.

"Lao Tzu doesn't care who you are, dare to bully Tang Gongzi's daughter...... Sister, I dare to beat you! ”

After that, Qian Laohu was about to continue to attack, and suddenly, a sword stabbed at the back of his head.

It's so fast, it's extremely rare!

Clang!

There was a loud bang, and the table in the middle of the house exploded.

Qian Laohu hurriedly turned around, but saw a black man stabbing a long sword in his hand and stabbing him in the back of the head.

This sword is a killer sword!

Fortunately, the white-clothed scholar arrived in time and saved his life, otherwise, he might have confessed here just now.

The sword stabbed on the fan of the white-clothed scholar.

The powerful soul power fluctuations of the two instantly exploded the table.

"His grandmother's!"

Qian Laohu raised his mace and smashed it on the top of the night swordsman's head, although he was not a soul master, he was born with divine power, and this stick smashed down a thousand catties.

Although the black-clothed swordsman has good swordsmanship, he only has the realm of the Great Soul Master, and he is restrained by the white-clothed scholar, and now he is hard to take this stick, and he is smashed into the air in an instant, spitting blood from his mouth.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the black-clothed swordsman picked up the noble son on the ground, broke out of the window, and soon disappeared.

"Childe, you wait for me!"

The dogleg glanced through the window and hurried downstairs.

Before leaving, he looked at the two of them very arrogantly and said, "Let me tell you, you have a big deal, waiting to be hunted down!" ”

Qian Laohu raised his mace and was about to give it to him, but he was so frightened that the dog quickly crawled and rolled away.

"Hua Ling, are you okay?"

The bustard came to the room, pulled out the flower spirit who was shrunk in the corner of the room, and sorted out her clothes.

Fortunately, it came in time, if it was a little later, it would have been ......

The old bustard thanked the two of them again and again, "Thank you, thank you!" Today's consumption in Wanhualou, everything is mine. ”

Hua Ling also saluted the two, "Thank you two for rescuing!" ”

This caravan came often, and they knew each other.

The white-clothed scholar politely returned the salute to the flower spirit.

The fat boss also went upstairs and said politely to Hua Ling: "It's a trivial matter, not enough to worry about, if you want to thank you, you can take the time to bring some gifts to Notting College to thank you for that little ...... Brother. ”

I almost slipped a tongue and said it was your little man.

The fat boss is an old man.

The reason why Hua Ling went to Xie Tang Gang with a gift was that he personally conveyed their closeness to Tang Gang through Hua Ling's mouth, as well as the love of protecting each other this time.

Second, it can also have a better relationship with Hua Ling.

Another thing is to promote the relationship between Hua Ling and Tang Gang.

The better the relationship between Hua Ling and Tang Gang, in the future, with Hua Ling in the middle, they will be able to better fit Tang Gang's thigh.

Finally, there is another purpose, although they are not afraid of the deputy city lord of Notting City, but this is also a big trouble.

They are caravans, and the scale is not small, Notting City is just a small city, and the deputy city lord, that is, a great soul master, is not too jealous.

But if it's in normal times, they don't want to offend.

But now, they chose to stand on Hua Ling's side, in other words, between the deputy city lord and Tang Gang, they chose Tang Gang.

Hua Ling went to find Tang Gang, so that Tang Yan could come forward to solve this trouble.

Not only sold Tang Gang's favor, but gradually befriended him, and did not have to come forward to offend the deputy city lord, the best of both worlds, killing four birds with one stone!

"Little ...... Brother? ”

Hearing the fat boss's words, the bustard was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

Three months ago, legend has it that Hua Ling met a little man.

I don't even know the names of people, but after the people are gone, I can't forget them all day long, often sitting by the window, looking at the street in a daze.

There is such a joke in Wanhualou: Hua Ling does not sell his body, and he is in love with a little man!

It was also because he knew about this that the fat boss would bring someone to the door and personally buy a gift.

"This boss ...... He, he ......"

Hua Ling looked at the fat boss and stopped talking.

The old bustard also looked at the fat boss and asked, "That son, he came to Notting City?" ”

Because no one knew what Tang Gang's name was, they could only call him "Childe".

As for Tang Gang's surname Tang, the caravan and his party vaguely heard the old hall lord call him when they were at the city gate just now.

But I heard a Tang character.

The fat boss nodded and replied: "Yes, Tang Gongzi has already come to Notting City, and plans to study at Notting City Academy, just now the hall master of the Martial Spirit Hall in Notting City Branch Hall personally went to pick him up at the city gate!" ”

The fat boss deliberately revealed Tang Gang's identity to them, and also told them from the side that as long as Tang Yan came forward, any deputy city lord would be bullshit.

For this passage, the key news that Hua Ling grasped was that Tang Yan had come to Notting City, and if he wanted to go to school here, he would have to live for several years.

The information that the old bustard seized was that Tang Gongzi was not simple, very not simple!

The old hall master has a very high seniority, and he is also a Soul Emperor powerhouse.

The person who was able to let him go out of the city gate to greet him in person was definitely not an ordinary person.

The bustard also came up with an idea, that is-

Coming to school at Notting College?

Junior Soul Master Academy?

Elementary school?

What a ...... Penis? Little men?

The old bustard remembered the gossip he had heard these days, as well as his daughter's various abnormalities, and couldn't help muttering in his heart, and glanced at his daughter.

I can't help but think: Is this considered an old cow eating tender grass?

Girl, people are still so young, can you talk about it?