Lu Muqing silently held the amputated leg.

In fact, there was no need for Chu Fei to tell him, Lu Muqing could even see from the blood-stained satin that this should belong to Fan Ru's legs.

Only Fan Ru loves this spotless white, even if it is too easy to get dirty, he is willing.

Suddenly, Lu Muqing's eyes were covered by a thick fog.

Among the five protégés in the second room, the relationship between him and Lu Muqing is at most a mutual use, and there is not much communication in private; Zhu Hong is more or less dumbfounded, and Lu Muqing is not optimistic about him taking over his mantle; Ling Xiang is naughty and cute, after all, she is still a woman, after all, she still needs to marry, and Lu Muqing has never thought of letting her shoulder the heavy responsibility; Jian Ming is naturally still young, although he is unyielding in his bones, he is a little cowardly in his temperament, and he still needs to spend more effort on polishing; except Fan Ru, who is different from everyone.

Confucianism is solid, and his parents are even more close friends with Lu Muqing, so when he was only six years old, he sent him to Lu Mansion to study.

The wealthy family background does make him proud, and the closeness in his heart is not leaked, but his respect for Lu Muqing is increasing day by day, and Mrs. Lu has always regarded her and Ling Xiang as her own children.

Holding Fan Ru's legs like this, Lu Muqing could no longer hide the loneliness in his heart.

Lu Muqing fell backwards, stumbling so much that she almost fell, but fortunately there was the strength of a tough woman behind her.

In times of grief, women tend to be much stronger than men.

I only heard Chu Fei continue in shock.

"Although Fan Ru broke a leg, Fan Ru escaped after all. ”

Such an ending is by no means what Yin Junfang wants to see, but judging from Chu Fei's shocked tone, it is still faint.

Chu Feijing may not have experienced the situation at that time, and He Feiqing's letter had already let him know.

The appearance of the sword and the incarnation of the "Blood Demon" was that He Feiqing was also almost attacked in his hands.

"Three Fei" have their own strengths in the way of martial arts, Chu Fei is shocked to pay attention to ruthlessness, He Fei is elegant, and Qi Fei is reckless.

The most famous is, of course, Qi Feiyu, because he not only knows how to fight, but also knows how to provoke.

The most deadly, perhaps Chu Feijing, just because Chu Feijing's hidden weapon is not fired, it will be fatal.

But when it comes to the most difficult thing, it is He Feiqing. No matter what kind of enemy he is, He Feiqing really has a way to deal with it, and the competition between the "Three Flyings", if it is not for his spare hand, he will never lose.

If even He Feiqing thought it was tricky, then Jian Ying really killed a bloody path, so he had to let it go.

What's more, the sword god is arrogant in the posture of a "blood demon", but after all, he doesn't have any important duties in the Ink Rain Hall, and what he really has to deal with is not a small sword god originally.

Chu Fei sighed in surprise, as if he was a little sad.

Just listen to it.

"As long as the owner of the Lu family can't escape, it's fine. ”

Although this sentence is gentle, this sentence is by no means intended to teach people to be inaudible.

In the Moyu Hall, except for Du Bazhi, whose face was crimson, the faces of the rest of the people couldn't help but change.

Luo Sibing had been silent, and at this moment, he said coldly as the hall master.

"What does Chu mean!"

The majesty during this period was no less than that of any Ink Rain Hall master, and it was obviously already moving.

But Chu Fei was not afraid.

Even if Chu Feijing admired Luo Sibing's deterrent power, he was still not afraid.

Chu Fei exclaimed.

"I mean, you have to pay for your life. ”