Qi Jueling smiled contemptuously. "Just you? What if I get out of the way, Xi'er is already my woman! ”

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve lightly and told Mo Ziqian, didn't you see that I was wearing an undershirt?

"! Qi Jueling, you don't talk nonsense! Leng Moxi's voice sounded inside.

There was also a faint smile on the corner of Mo Ziqian's mouth, but this smile looked a little infiltrating. "Qi Jueling, you are dead, do you know?"

"Ha~ I'm going to die? Who's going to kill me? Is that you? ”

"You said it?" Mo Ziqian said and slashed towards Qi Jueling with one palm.

Seeing Mo Ziqian slashing at himself, he was a little contemptuous at first, and after feeling the palm power contained in that palm, he was shocked, and hurriedly turned around to dodge, who knew that Mo Ziqian was pressing step by step, although it was just a simple punch and kick, but the internal force contained in it made him shudder, isn't this Mo Ziqian a scholar, how can there be such good kung fu?

After a few moves, Qi Jueling was already a little stretched, and when he saw Mo Ziqian's left palm attacking him again, his heart was horizontal, and he took a hit on his right shoulder, wanting to get the sword.

But Mo Ziqian is not stupid, how could he let him succeed, seeing Qi Jueling sending his right shoulder up, he knew his intentions, and saw the blood oozing from his left shoulder with a glance, and the corners of his mouth rose, if you let me hit your right shoulder, will I beat you? You want to be beautiful! The left palm leans forward again, over the right shoulder and directly into the left shoulder.

"Ahh Qi Jueling fell to the ground holding his left shoulder, he had just changed into clean clothes, how did Mo Ziqian know that his left shoulder was injured?

Leng Moxi's dagger was deeply visible, and at this time, it was slapped by Mo Ziqian's palm again, and Qi Jueling already felt that the bones might be broken!

Qi Jueling now knows why Leng Moxi would say that he is inferior to Mo Ziqian, he believes that even in his heyday, he is not Mo Ziqian's opponent, but he can't figure it out, how can he have such a strong martial arts as a scholar, and he also knows the reason for the failure of this plan! He underestimated his opponent too much.

Fail? No! Qi Jueling saw that Leng Moxi on the bed was another skill, which was originally intended to be used to force the Leng family, but now it seems that Leng Moxi can be made to die for Mo Ziqian. "Mo Ziqian, even if you win the battle against me, Xi'er is already my person!"

Mo Ziqian's face darkened, his eyes narrowed, he waved his sleeves and clicked on Qi Jueling's acupoint, and turned around and walked towards Leng Moxi.

At this time, Leng Moxi was trembling and hiding in the quilt, she was not the kind of woman who cried and wiped her tears whenever something happened, but just now her tears were like not wanting money, constantly declining, she didn't think she was wrong, but her current appearance is indeed out of line, out of line, for a woman is tantamount to death, but she doesn't want to die, she still has her father, brother, sister, and a. He..

"Xi'er! Xi'er! Mo Ziqian gently stroked the quilt, lest his hand be heavy and startle the people inside. Xi'er, it's me! Ziqian! Your father-in-law! ”

"I'm sorry. I." Although he didn't think he had done anything wrong, Leng Moxi really didn't know what to say to Mo Ziqian, so he had to continue to hide in the quilt and cry uncontrollably.

Mo Ziqian gently lifted the quilt, carefully picked up Leng Moxi's little face full of tears, leaned over, and slowly kissed each tear with his lips until Leng Moxi's sobs were slightly better. "Fool, what's wrong with you, it's him who is wrong, don't worry, I will avenge you!"

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