"Bang."

Mrs. Mu's hand didn't hit her, and a black shadow flashed in front of her. Before she could see what it was, her forehead hurt.

The whole person fell to the ground, his feet facing the sky, and his forehead was swollen, blue, purple and swollen.

The mental power that had not been thrown out of the fingertips of ginger silk instantly tugged back, and hit the little egg cub that had gone out of her pocket and penetrated into her chest.

Small eggs, the egg shell is so hard, and the eggs are so fast.

Look, I probably didn't see anything that hit her.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you? Why is your forehead swollen and so big?" You have to act the show you should act, and you still have to pretend to be a dog. Jiang Si took a step back and asked in surprise: "Auntie, do you have to do it? Uncle, come and see, is this a ghost? Why did you fall to the ground for no reason?"

Mu Wancheng strode over. He didn't see Xiaodanzi hitting people, but he saw his wife raise her hand and want to swing Jiang Si, a little bastard. Unexpectedly, before her hand was hit, she fell down by herself, and her forehead was swollen with a big snail.

"What's going on?" Mu Wancheng came to Mrs. Mu, and his tone was extremely impatient: "Our Mu family is a nobleman, you are the mistress of the head. How is it appropriate to lie on the ground?"

Mrs. Mu was lying on the ground, not because she didn't want to get up, but because her eyes were black and golden flowers were covered with blackness, and her whole body seemed to be drained, and she couldn't lift her strength. Not to mention she couldn't get up, she felt it was difficult to even speak.

"Wancheng, Jiang Si sneaked me, she sneaked me with something." Mrs. Mu bit her back teeth before raising her hand and pointing at Jiang Si.

The little egg cub on his chest slid down and came to Jiang Si's lower abdomen.

The ginger silk is slightly loose with a small windbreaker covering the egg tightly.

She dissipated a little mental power and held the egg in her arms, raised her hands, pure and harmless, and choked and accused: "Aunt, you are my dear aunt, my physical strength is h. Even if I want to hit you, I still have the will but not enough."

"What's more, my uncle called me back to check my health. He also said that we are a family, and this is all a family. How can I hit you? And so many people are watching, even if I hit you, no one can see you."

She has nothing on her hands.

Aggrievance and fear flashed in the black eyes.

It's really wronged.

Mu Wancheng observed Jiang Si and found no abnormalities. Moreover, there was no fluctuation in her mental power. She felt pitiful and pitiful.

Mu Wancheng withdrew his eyes to observe her and fell on Mrs. Mu who was lying on the ground. Seeing that she had not gotten up until now, he bent down, grabbed Mrs. Mu's hand and pulled her up.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Mu was pulled up and before she could stand firm for two seconds, she fell straight towards Mu Wancheng.

Mu Wancheng didn't have time to dodge and was caught off guard by being knocked down.

With a bang, he was overwhelmed by Mrs. Mu. He pushed Mrs. Mu away from him and scolded: "Are you a maggot without bones? You can't stand firmly?"

Mrs. Mu was like a ball, and was pushed for several laps before stopping, muttering: "Wancheng..."

Jiang Si held her laughter and buckled her raised hand on her lower abdomen: "Aunt, uncle, you guys play slowly, I'll go back to my room first, I know the way, so I don't need these guards."

To prove that I really know the way.

Jiang Si finished speaking and ran away.

Mu Wancheng got up from the ground in a little embarrassed manner. Seeing Jiang Si running towards the small courtyard where he used to live, he scolded the 10 stunned wardrobes: "If you wastes are you, why are you stunned?"

Ten guards woke up like dreams, raised their feet and quickly chased them in the direction where Jiang Si ran away.

"Can't you get up?" Mu Wancheng couldn't see Jiang Si's figure, and patted the place where Mrs. Mu had hit her with disgust. He frowned and was still lying on the ground a few steps away, but did not get up. Mrs. Mu said, "What's the pretentious thing? Are you waiting for me to hug you?"

Mrs. Mu lay on the ground, pressing against the blue, purple and swollen bag on her forehead, and said in horror: "Wan Cheng, my mental power is gone, and I can't use any strength in my body, and my physical strength is as if it has been drained!"

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