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Vol 3 Chapter 1917 I am a reasonable person (2)
Ning Sijia was shocked and looked sideways, his arms raised by a woman.
The night feathers are expressionless, holding Ning Sijia’s wrist, and the eyes are surging.
This little night 汐 汐 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想 不想
If Ning Sijia is only bullying people, strong buy and sell, night feathers may really leave, but Ning Sijia pushes people to the road, this night can not bear.
When Ning Sijia said that he would sell the little girl to the brothel, the night feathers had already begun to fold back to this side.
“Let’s relax! I dare to control my affairs, I don’t know who I am! I don’t want to live…”
Snapped!
The night feathers loosened their hands, and they let go of Ning Sijia’s mouth and let go, and Ning Sijia’s white cheeks suddenly became red and swollen.
Ning Sijia unconsciously released the little girl and reached out to his cheek: “You, you dare to beat me? What are you doing, don’t hurry…”
“Hey.” “Hey.”
Ning Sijia wants to ask the brothers and sisters to pack up the night feathers. When they say half of them, they find that their two younger brothers and a younger sister are lying on the ground and mourning.
“Day, this woman is handed over to you, give me a satisfactory result.” Night feathers chilled and walked away from Ning Sijia, even a little defense.
Ning Sijia looked at the night feathers and treated himself with this attitude, as if he had been humiliated by the greatness of the world, the palm of his hand injected spiritual power directly to the back of the night feathers.
The old woman on the floor exclaimed: “Miss carefully!”
Snapped!
Ning Sijia’s palm has just been launched, Shi Qing has stopped in front of her, holding Ning Sijia’s palm in one hand.
The eighth-order attack of the spirit is not much faster than the turtle in front of Shi Qing and others.
Shi Qing’s eyes were full of coldness, and he was going to fight if he raised his fist.
“Shi Qing brothers, Shi Qing brothers.” The black wind rushed over and lifted his hand to stop Shi Qing’s movements. He smiled and said to Shi Qingdao: “Shi Qing brother, just the master said, let me give her a satisfaction. Answer, you punched a punch, the master is not happy what to do, hand it over to me, hand it to me.”
On a black windy day, I took a shot of Shi Qing’s shoulders. His face was full of insidiousness. He himself was a young master. On the bully, Ning Sijia called his ancestors!
Shi Qing released Ning Sijia’s palm, and silently retreated to the side, no longer speaking.
Ning Sijia was a little scared in her eyes. She had been in the “outer city” for so many years, and no one dared to do it to her!
Those foreign merchants are generally scrupulous about the small martial art of Yangshicheng, and will not be nosy.
The night feathers went to the little girl and leaned over to kneel down, reaching out to help the little girl wipe the tears off her face.
The little girl looked at the night feathers, her eyes were a little scared, but the little girl saw that the night feathers were helping her, weak and said: “Thank you, thank you.”
“Why did you bite her?” The night feathers twitched gently and the voice warmed up a bit.
The little girl’s eyes were barely reluctant. “I, I don’t want to be sold to the brothel…”
“Miss, thank you today, let’s go. She is the lady of Baihemen. The power is very big. She offended her. When she turns back, Baihe Gate will find you.” The old woman hurriedly took the little girl in her arms. Looking at the night feathers with gratitude.
The night feathers swelled at the corner of the mouth and whispered softly: “No hurry, wait for this to be solved, we will go, and today will not let you be bullied.”
After that, the night feathers look at the black wind.
After the black wind days, the stone eyes were cut, and the small eyes looked up and down, and the smile was in the mouth. One hand continued to lick the chin, and the expression looked so wretched.