Ling Luoyu stepped back disapprovingly, his lips lightly twitched: "In comparison, it seems to be my side, the relationship is more complicated, and the crisis is full of dangers?!"

Her cloud was light and breezy, and Mo Xuanchen's knowing smile was caused, and her jaw quietly, and her lips whispered

"be careful!"

She was right, her side was even more dangerous.

When Yang Bing ran over, Mo Xuanchen had already lost track of him, and he couldn't help but pause: "Why are you leaving again?"

Po Yang's eyes swept towards Ling Luoyu, but there was no word.

Ling Luoyu pretended not to see her gaze, and smiled indifferently: "The high priest said there is something to be done, he..."

"Yang Bing!"

A scream came from behind Yang Bing.

"Where is my Papilio Dance? Give it back to me!"

Behind them, a beautiful girl dressed in yellow and embroidered with golden butterflies rushed forward, her face full of anger.

"I have raised Feng Die Wu for three years, how dare you steal it?"

"Miss Xin, don't be angry..."

A woman next to Yang Bing quickly greeted her with a smile on her face.

"Miss Ice is just playful..."

"Go away!"

Yang Meixin suddenly raised his hand, slapped the woman away, and rushed forward unabated with anger.

"Relying on being a fool, you behave all day long, others are afraid of you, I am not afraid of you..."

Roaring, she suddenly raised her hand to Yang Bing.

"Miss Xin..."

Po Yang and others hurriedly stepped forward to protect Yang Bing, but Yang Meixin kicked them one by one.

And Yang Bing hugged the box in his arms and ran away.

"You still run!"

Yang Meixin was anxious and slapped Zhongbing's left shoulder with a palm.

"puff!"

Blood spurted out.

Yang Bing hugged the small box and threw out embarrassedly, rolling a few times.

"Miss..."

Po Yang and others were about to rush up, but they were firmly suppressed by some of the men brought by Yang Meixin.

"do not move!"

Young lady couldn't move, and yelled anxiously: "Miss Yan, soon Miss..."

Ling Luoyu turned a deaf ear--

Save the wool! !

It's so amazing! !

No matter what the identity of Miss Xin, she would definitely not dare to kill Yang Bing.

Since he won't die, save a woolen man! !

At that moment, Yang Meixin's eyes were full of sarcasm and jealousy: "Yang Bing, when did you find such a beautiful maid? You are not afraid, your seat... was taken away by this woman? !"

With a mocking sneer, she grabbed the small box in Yang Bing's arms and threw it fiercely.

"Bring it!"

"Don't..."

Yang Bing still wanted to hug, but Yang Meixin slapped her face, crying with pain.

"I want to tell uncle..."

"Okay!"

Yang Meixin sneered and got up, opened the small wooden box to check it, and looked at the crying Yang Bing in disgust.

"I'm waiting for you to file a complaint! See if you robbed me, or if I taught you the lesson..."

Turning proudly, she walked towards Ling Luoyu.

"You... new here?"

"Yes!"

"Can't see me bullying your master?"

"Lady's slapstick, I can't get involved by the next person!"

Ling Luoyu's answer surprised Yang Meixin.

I was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly smiled and nodded: "Smart...unlike those women, you know foolishness!"

Lifting her fingertips gently, she stroked Ling Luoyu's hair, placed it on the tip of her nose and sniffed, lowering her voice.

"If you don't want to be with that fool, come to me anytime..."

Ling Luoyu's eyebrows moved slightly, but he smiled quietly.