"That's it..." Feng Jinghua looked frustrated, slowly walked down the two steps, and then sat down.

He supported his chin with his hand, his eyebrows wrinkled, and the distress on his face became even stronger.

She muttered to herself: "Then what should I do? I am not a sword soul master, and I have no martial arts power. I only have brute strength. How can I defeat Third Young Master Rong?"

After saying this, Feng Jinghua wiped away her tears and raised her head, and said pitifully: "Rong Sanshao, the little girl just wants to ask Mr. Mu to treat my mother's illness, and she also presumes that Mr. Mu will behave well and be accommodating. How good is it?"

"

"This cannot be accommodated. No matter who it is, you have to pass the martial arts competition on the second floor before meeting Mr. Mu, otherwise..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Mother..."

Feng Jinghua first interrupted Rong Shaochong, crying sadly and resentfully in his heart.

Anyone who hears her cry will feel sad and sympathetic.

However, these were not enough to make Rong Shaochong put down his guard against her.

He had clearly seen this woman take action just now, but now he actually said that he was neither a sword spirit master nor a martial artist.

He really did not sense the soul energy that a sword soul master should have from her.

However, he didn't quite believe that she was not a martial artist.

He even felt that her martial arts level was on the same level as his.

Moreover, she hides herself very deeply.

"Girl, everyone in Lingshui Kingdom knows this rule of not returning to the building. I'm sorry that I can't..."

"Wow woo woo... the little lady knows that Rong Sanshao doesn't need to say anything more. Just let me sit down for a while. I'll go back and buy a coffin in a while and prepare the funeral arrangements first. Anyway... wu wu... I won't survive anyway."

After a long time, it is better to die early than to be buried alive, so as not to suffer so much pain and suffer the beatings from other aunts."

"Mom, the baby is useless. The baby has made you suffer so much and cannot give you a happy rest of your life..."

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves. Long whip marks and claw marks were deeply imprinted on her arms.

Rong Shaochong originally thought that Feng Jinghua was just using some excuses to gain sympathy.

But I didn't expect that she would actually endure inhuman abuse.

He was a kind-hearted person, but he saw the dense whip scars on Feng Jinghua's arms.

This made his heart skip a beat, and he immediately stepped forward to help Feng Jinghua up.

But, just when Rong Shaochong took a step towards him, a cold light flashed in her eyes.

One step, two steps, three steps...

When she was only one step away from her, she stood up suddenly, clenched her fist, and hit Rong Shaochong hard on the left eye.

"ah……"

"Bang……"

After the pig squealed, Rong Shaochong was punched twice and kicked by Feng Jinghua, and flew out of the second floor pavilion window.

"Boom, boom..." His body fell onto the gaming table on the first floor, and the powerful force of force shattered the hard gaming table.

Despite using the power of force, Rong Shaochang still lay on the ground and screamed in pain.

How could he know that he would be so defeated at the hands of a seemingly harmless little fox?

His delicate face immediately turned red with anger, and he yelled at the woman on the second floor who stuck out her tongue and made faces at him: "Fuck, I will sleep with you to death, sleep with you to death, sleep with you to death, sleep with you, sleep with me

Damn you..."

"You wait for me..."

*

Feng Jinghua suppressed the strange smile on her lips, turned around, and was about to rush to the third floor to ask Mu Qingfeng to save her mother.

A slender figure first appeared on the stairs, with his slender hands elegantly resting on the steps. "That's it..." Feng Jinghua looked frustrated, slowly walked down the two steps, and then sat down.

.

He supported his chin with his hand, his eyebrows wrinkled, and the distress on his face became even stronger.

She muttered to herself: "Then what should I do? I am not a sword soul master, and I have no martial arts power. I only have brute strength. How can I defeat Third Young Master Rong?"

After saying this, Feng Jinghua wiped away her tears and raised her head, and said pitifully: "Rong Sanshao, the little girl just wants to ask Mr. Mu to treat my mother's illness, and she also presumes that Mr. Mu will behave well and be accommodating. How good is it?"

"

"This cannot be accommodated. No matter who it is, you have to pass the martial arts competition on the second floor before meeting Mr. Mu, otherwise..."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

Mother..."

Feng Jinghua first interrupted Rong Shaochong, crying sadly and resentfully in his heart.

Anyone who hears her cry will feel sad and sympathetic.

However, these were not enough to make Rong Shaochong put down his guard against her.

He had clearly seen this woman take action just now, but now he actually said that he was neither a sword spirit master nor a martial artist.

He really did not sense the soul energy that a sword soul master should have from her.

However, he didn't quite believe that she was not a martial artist.

He even felt that her martial arts level was on the same level as his.

Moreover, she hides herself very deeply.

"Girl, everyone in Lingshui Kingdom knows this rule of not returning to the building. I'm sorry that I can't..."

"Wow woo woo... the little lady knows that Rong Sanshao doesn't need to say anything more. Just let me sit down for a while. I'll go back and buy a coffin in a while and prepare the funeral arrangements first. Anyway... wu wu... I won't survive anyway."

After a long time, it is better to die early than to be buried alive, so as not to suffer so much pain and suffer the beatings from other aunts."

"Mom, the baby is useless. The baby has made you suffer so much and cannot give you a happy rest of your life..."

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves. Long whip marks and claw marks were deeply imprinted on her arms.

Rong Shaochong originally thought that Feng Jinghua was just using some excuses to gain sympathy.

But I didn't expect that she would actually endure inhuman abuse.

He was a kind-hearted person, but he saw the dense whip scars on Feng Jinghua's arms.

This made his heart skip a beat, and he immediately stepped forward to help Feng Jinghua up.

But, just when Rong Shaochong took a step towards him, a cold light flashed in her eyes.

One step, two steps, three steps...

When she was only one step away from her, she stood up suddenly, clenched her fist, and hit Rong Shaochong hard on the left eye.

"ah……"

"Bang……"

After the pig squealed, Rong Shaochong was punched twice and kicked by Feng Jinghua, and flew out of the second floor pavilion window.

"Boom, boom..." His body fell onto the gaming table on the first floor, and the powerful force of force shattered the hard gaming table.

Despite using the power of force, Rong Shaochang still lay on the ground and screamed in pain.

How could he know that he would be so defeated at the hands of a seemingly harmless little fox?

His delicate face immediately turned red with anger, and he yelled at the woman on the second floor who stuck out her tongue and made faces at him: "Fuck, I will sleep with you to death, sleep with you to death, sleep with you to death, sleep with you, sleep with me

Damn you..."

"You wait for me..."

*

Feng Jinghua suppressed the strange smile on her lips, turned around, and was about to rush to the third floor to ask Mu Qingfeng to save her mother.
Chapter completed!