The poison king asked urgently, "So what exactly do you women want?" ”

The expectant look in his eyes when he asked this sentence made Qiu Lingyang feel that he was like a child, a little naïve and a little silly.

Seeing the appearance of the Poison King, Qiu Lingyang affirmed some legends about the Poison King even more, and affirmed that he cared about his women very much.

She cleared her throat and said, "What we women want is actually very simple, to have a man who loves themselves and loves, two people to build a family together, give birth to a pair of children, and live a simple and ordinary life. In life, we should understand each other and share what we encounter, rather than one person taking care of everything. ”

The Poison King's expression became even more solemn, he reached out and touched his brows, lowered his eyes and thought for a while: "This is just your idea, it can't represent most women." ”

"Yes, that's my idea." Qiu Lingyang took a deep breath, and at the same time believed that most women should think the same way as her.

She didn't know what kind of relationship the Poison King had with his woman, but judging from the Poison King's expression just now, there must be some problems in the relationship between them.

If the Poison King is not willing to help, then finding his woman will not make the Poison King change his mind. With this idea, Qiu Lingyang couldn't wait to meet the woman of the Poison King. She thought that there must be something unique about making a man like the Poison King love him so much.

Sensing that a certain figure in the room seemed to have walked away, the Poison King instantly regained his cold expression: "Since you are not willing to die for Shang Xufeng, then I will give you another choice." ”

After saying that, the poison king raised his hands and patted him, and soon two men dragged a man in with injuries.

Qiu Lingyang looked up and saw that Rong Fei was thrown to the ground like cargo by two men. She hurriedly got up and ran over to help Rong Fei up, worried: "Rong Fei, why are you here?" How did it get hurt? ”

Rong Fei slowly got up and sat on the ground with the help of Qiu Lingyang, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on the corner of his mouth: "Lingyang, I'm fine, don't worry." ”

Rong Fei was covered with injuries all over his body, his face was blue and purple, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth from time to time. The t-shirt he was wearing was torn into strips, and it looked like he had been whipped by someone.

Looking at his injury, Qiu Lingyang gritted his teeth angrily: "You are injured like this and still say it's okay?" ”

"Uncle Ben is also a man anyway, such a small injury can be considered a fart." Rong Fei pursed his lips and spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva from his mouth, "That poison king, if you have anything to do with me, don't do anything to a woman." ”

"Rong Fei......" Qiu Lingyang pinched Rong Fei lightly, now is on the territory of the Poison King, not the time to be strong again.

"It's all like this, and you can still talk like this, it seems that you are also a little bloody." The Poison King applauded, expressing his appreciation for Rong Fei's male nature.

"Rong Fei, what are you doing?" Qiu Lingyang looked at Rong Fei worriedly, knowing that this man was usually impulsive when he did things, and he never used his brain to think about the consequences.

"This is my personal vendetta with him, you don't care." Rong Fei gritted his teeth, unwilling to say the real reason for the injury.

He originally came here to help Qiu Lingyang, but now that he didn't help and caused such a big trouble, he already felt very sorry for Qiu Lingyang, and it was impossible for her to know the truth and worry about him again.