"You are looking for death!" Ning Luo shouted angrily, with a strong murderous intent in his voice. With a sound of browsing, she pulled out the Zixiao Sword. In the dark secret room, the Zixiao Sword was filled with a cold light.

Ning Luo had already hated the man at this time. If Ling'er hadn't seen that she cared about this man very much, she would have let him disappear in front of her eyes. How could he have tolerated him so arrogant! At this time, he actually dared to hold Ling'er and not let go, and he was completely looking for death!

Ning Luo doesn’t care who Gong Mohan is. In her opinion, if Gong Mohan dares to come and fight for Ling'er with her, he is already her irreconcilable enemy, and she will no longer be ruthless to him!

Gong Mohan naturally could not be as scruple as Ning Luo. After all, Ning Luo was Shizhi's mother. If he really hurt her, what would he feel sad in the end would be Shizhi.

He thought for a while and looked at Ning Luo and said coldly: "The sword has no eyes, it doesn't matter if you hurt me, but aren't you afraid that the injury will stop?"

Hearing this, Ning Luo's hand holding the sword handle slightly paused, and she gritted her teeth: "Are you threatening me?"

"I'm just reminding you, Mother-in-law!" Gong Mohan bit the last four words very hard. His implication was very obvious. He was telling Ning Luo that if she hurt him, she would stop being sad.

Ning Luo was furious, but she did not attack Gong Mohan. She stared at him with her eyes tightly, wishing she could give him to Lingchi.

At this time, Rong Qianzhi, who was held in Gong Mohan's arms, slowly opened her eyes. She had already awakened most of her wine. She looked at Gong Mohan and asked, "Brother Mohan, what's wrong?" As she said that, Rong Qianzhi reached out and rubbed her temples and said, "The head hurts so much."

Seeing Rong Qianzhi woke up, Gong Mohan was happy at first, then frowned: "Zhizhi, let's go home now!"

Ning Luo was eager to love his daughter. Seeing Rong Qianzhi woke up, the anger in his heart disappeared instantly. She quickly walked towards Gong Mohan and asked anxiously: "Put down Ling'er quickly and I'll help her see."

Rong Qianzhi then realized that she was being held by Gong Mohan. In a dim room, she frowned: "Brother Mohan, mother, where is this? What are we doing here?"

Ning Luo pursed her lips, and didn't know how to answer for a while, so she didn't say anything.

Gong Mohan ignored Ning Luo, hugged Rong Qianzhi and walked quickly towards the exit, and said, "Zhi Shi, you have a headache and close your eyes to rest. We will talk about this later."

Rong Qianzhi was so smart. After Gong Mohan hugged her out of the secret room, she quickly guessed something. She turned to look at Ning Luo who was following behind.

Facing Rong Qianzhi's clear and transparent eyes, Ning Luo suddenly thought of Yan Mu's eyes that were shocked and unwilling to believe. Her eyes shrank, and she felt a little guilty inexplicably.

owe?

Ning Luo smiled with a self-deprecating smile. If she said she owed her debt, she would only owe Ling'er in her life. As for Yan Mu, she would have nothing else to hate him!

Rong Qianzhi looked at Ning Luo, and did not say anything else, but said, "Mom, go home with us."

Ning Luo didn't say anything and nodded.

...

The third floor of Zuizhen Building is a top-notch guest room. It was noon. Murong Feng was holding Yingge's hand down the second floor and preparing to go to the Accord on the second floor for lunch.

Since they kissed yesterday, their relationship has grown rapidly. In the eyes of others, they are like a newlywed couple.

The two were walking, and Murong Feng paused, and his eyes fell on the two girls who were going from the first floor to the second floor.

The two girls looked pretty and were exactly the same. They each held a sword in their hands and wore the same long silk dress. However, one was white and the other was pink.

Yingge looked along Murong Feng's gaze and squinted her eyes. She saw some Rong Qianzhi's shadow on the two girls. She still remembered that Ning Luo told her that there were twin sisters under the knees of the owner of Ningjian Villa, one named Ning Wanxin and the other named Ning Wanqing.

Although Ningjian Villa is a sect in the world, its power is spread all over the world. Murong Feng can get news from Ning Luo, how could Ningjian Villa not know? Therefore, Yingge judged that the two girls in front of him were Ning Wanxin and Ning Wanqing. Because Ning Luo was from Ning Jian Villa, Murong Feng had already asked Ning Jian Villa to investigate Ning Jian Villa in order to climb the big tree of Prince Mu's mansion. He quickly recognized Ning Wanxin and Ning Wanqing, and was happy. He was thinking about how to make Yingge and Prince Mu recognize each other. If these two people were involved,

Love is much easier to deal with.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly pulled Yingge to meet Ning Wanxin and Ning Wanqing, and smiled and said, "Two girls, what a coincidence!"

Ning Wanxin and Ning Wanqing had long noticed Murong Feng and Yingge looking at them. They looked at each other and stopped. Ning Wanxin said lightly: "Young Master knows us?" Ning Wanxin was wearing a white dress, her voice was clear and like a pearl falling on a jade plate. Murong Feng used to look down on women in the world, thinking that they were vulgar and could not be elegant. However, at this time, looking at Ning Wanxin, who was elegant and no inferior to those ladies from the rich, Murong Feng suddenly felt how stupid he was before, and then looked at Yingge behind him.

Although he looks good, his temperament is not comparable to others! At this moment, Murong Feng felt a little shaken in his heart, but when he thought of getting Yingge, he could get the entire Mu Prince's Mansion, he instantly twisted his mind, let go of Yingge's hand, and bowed to Ning Wanxin and Ning Wanqing: "Who doesn't know the pair of sisters under the owner of Ningjian Villa?

, In Murong Feng, the lower Murong Prince’s Mansion, I have met two girls!”

"So it's Mr. Murong's Second Young Master." Ning Wanqing's lips almost curled up, and she seemed to be smiling. Her eyes passed over Murong Feng and looked at Yingge: "Mr. Second Young Master, this girl is..."

Murong Feng turned his head to look at Yingge, feeling a little unhappy. When is it time? She still has a stern face, so she can't take the initiative to say something?

When he looked at Ning Wanxin and Ning Wanqing, Murong Feng instantly changed into a smile: "Two girls, there are so many people here. I have already asked for an Accord. Today I am here. We are eating and talking, how about it?"

Ning Wanxin is her sister, and she has always been much more calmer than Ning Wanqing. She could see that Murong Feng’s drunkenness was not about drinking. She wanted to refuse, but she heard Ning Wanqing rush to speak, "Okay, second young master, then we are not polite!"
Chapter completed!