Your brother Jin.

These three words are a bit arrogant.

The sound was light, but it was loud and loud, lingering in everyone's ears and never dispersed for a long time.

Mo Ming Eyes.

The black hair is flying, occasionally slashing the flawless skin as snowy as it is. The collision between black and white forms a strong sense of visual impact, which makes people shocked.

Looking up to the mountains.

Yaoyao is on top.

Masturbation, natural.

It is built-in and there is no need to deliberately disguise. She just needs to stand there and do nothing, and it is a beautiful landscape.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Linzi's face looked a little bad.

Where did the yellow-mouthed child come from? He dared to speak wildly!

He is a famous ancient martial arts prophet of the Three Realms. Now he has been humiliated by a young man!

This will be spread, how will he gain a foothold in the Three Realms in the future?

Perhaps he had never suffered such a cowardly, Zhang Linzi almost felt a little unsteady in his breath.

Qin Qingchen stepped forward, raised his eyebrows and scolded, "Where did the yellow-haired girl come from? Since I know the name of my senior brother, I still dare to be so arrogant! Why don't you apologize to my senior brother quickly!"

Chu Jin curled the corners of her mouth, and Mo Qingyi walked slowly, raised his hand slightly, and easily pinched the dagger with a cold light, "I said it, I want to call Brother Jin!" After saying that, she moved her fingertips, almost without even turning her head. The dagger just jumped out between her fingers and shot straight towards Qin Qingchen's Yintang hole.

A bitter aura!

Just in touch!

From when Chu Jin stopped Zheng Chuyi's dagger without hesitation, Qin Qingchen knew that this person should not be underestimated.

But strangely, she didn't come from any of the three realms.

Where did this strong spiritual power come from that day?

How could an ordinary person have such strong explosive power?

Seeing that she was surrounded by two different auras, was it because someone had damaged his own cultivation and passed on his own spiritual power to her?

Qin Qingchen narrowed his eyes, and while his thoughts, a cold light reflected from his eyes.

That dagger was too fast!

Almost turned into a afterimage!

And it's getting faster and faster.

call out--

Qin Qingchen narrowed his eyes, and in a panic, he found the true direction of the dagger, and was about to raise his hand to stop it. Unfortunately, it was too late, so she had to dodge and turn her head quickly to avoid the sharp blade.

Unfortunately, the dagger was spelled by Zheng Chu and stopped after blood.

It was originally intended to be used on Mo Qingyi, but unexpectedly, the person who was killed instantly became Qin Qingchen.

No matter how fast Qin Qingchen's movements were, he was not as fast as a dagger. The sharp tip of the knife left a long blood mark on his face!

shocking.

"Three sisters!" Zhang Linzi recovered from his anger and pulled Qin Qingchen to his side.

And he took a dagger and nailed it straight into the round wooden pillar in the house.

penetrating!

Qin Qingchen covered his injured left face, blood fell from his fingers drop by drop.

Zheng Chuyi's dagger was not an ordinary thing, so Zhang Linzi immediately used his skills to heal Qin Qingchen.

And Mo Feixue and Zheng Chuyi were completely stunned.

Almost as soon as Chu Jin arrived, she easily controlled the entire audience. Her aura alone even surpassed the momentum of everyone.

Even Zheng Chuyi, who was so dazzling, became dull in front of her.

Each of them underestimated Chu Jin's ability.

The expression on Zheng Chuyi's face was wonderful, like a palette, sometimes red and sometimes green.

fine.

Chu Jin is just a low-level vulgar person.

The spiritual power in Ren Chujin's body is high, and he cannot defeat himself, the reincarnation of the empress.

As the empress, there are thousands of people who support her behind her, but what about Chu Jin? As long as she leaves the Mo family and loses Mo Zhixuan, she will be nothing.

Moreover, Mo Zhixuan has to spend the extremely yin night on himself.

She must take this opportunity to get rid of Chu Jin's big trouble.

This time, she must make Chu Jin never have a day to turn around.

She will let Chu Jin know what the consequences of offending her will be!

At this time, even if Mrs. Mo likes Chu Jin, she will not choose her.

After all, it is obvious at a glance whether the life of a ordinary person or his own son is more important than that of a person.

Thinking of this, Zheng Chuyi felt much more comfortable.

When I looked at Chu Jin again, my eyes were full of pride.

At the same time, Mo Qingyi slowly opened his eyes and saw the person standing in front of him, the originally dim eyes were filled with light, which was hope.

"Brother Jin!" Mo Qingyi hugged her excitedly, and a drop of hot tears slowly passed through the corners of her eyes.

The second time.

Brother Jin saved her the second time.

When she saw Chu Jin, she immediately had a backbone.

She trusts Chu Jin as much as she trusts Mo Zhixuan.

"Well, it's okay." Chu Jin patted her shoulder gently and comforted her in a low voice.

"A Jin," Tong Zhi and Mrs. Mo said in unison.

Although the two voices call the same person's name, they have two different tones.

An excitement.

A worrying one.

"Auntie, Aunt Tong." Chu Jin nodded slightly to the two of them, then took out a blue porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Tong Zhi, "Aunt Tong, you took this medicine."

The porcelain bottle contains Yulu Pills.

This was exchanged with A Zi just now in the space, which can heal Tong Zhi's internal injuries.

"Brother Jin, when did you become so generous? She didn't take a pill, but a 28% faith value! It's your hope to survive! Alas, how good it would be if you left these faith values ​​to upgrade to me? I checked it. As long as I successfully upgrade to level 3, I can restore my previous blown skin, so I don't have to use fairy powder every day. Ah, my baby's heart hurts so much, it hurts so much, Brother Jin, save me quickly."

Speaking of this, A Zi covered her heart tightly with her hands, looking extremely sad. These days, he was addicted to pesticides and could not extricate himself, and he did not even have the courage to look in the mirror.

Too dark.

Even darker than Africans.

Not to mention Chu Jin, even he himself couldn't help but want to laugh at him.

Chu Jin was too lazy to pay attention to A Zi, the drama artist. Moreover, if he laughed in such an occasion, it would not be great.

"Sister-in-law, Mrs. Tong, are you okay?" The middle-aged man also walked in from outside the door and looked at Mrs. Mo and Tong Zhi with a nervous look on his face.

The middle-aged man is Mo Zhixuan's second uncle, Mo Fengxu.

Even Chu Jin himself did not expect that the nephew in the middle-aged man's mouth was Mo Zhixuan.

She didn't expect that she would appear in the Mo family in this way.

She even didn't expect that Mr. Mo had experienced such a thing.

Unexpected things one after another.

"We're fine," Mrs. Mo gave Mo Fengxu a look of peace of mind, then turned to Chu Jin, "A Jin, why are you here? Quickly find a way to take your Aunt Tong and Qingqing back together. It's not safe here."

"Want to leave? Is it so easy?" Zheng Chuyi waved her sleeves, and a slammed, and the heavy wooden door was closed again.

The atmosphere inside the house was once again pulled to another climax.

A little nervous.

Zheng Chuyi continued, "Auntie Mo, since Miss Chu is here, we should also handle the old accounts carefully. Do you think you should kneel down and repent first? Or announce your divorce first?"

"Zheng Chuyi, right?" Chu Jin raised his eyes slightly, and a bright curve curled up at the corner of his mouth, "You said, should I cut off your tongue first? Or break your legs first?"

Although she was smiling, she didn't mean to be joking in her words.
To be continued...