Song Haiyun's eyes were so vicious that he ordered him with hatred.

"You dare!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Shanfeng stood in front of Ji Wennuan.

Ji Wennuan had no worries or fear on her face. She pushed Zhang Shanfeng away, plucked her hair leisurely, and looked up at Song Haiyun's eyes, as if she was looking at a fool|smacking fool.

Song Haiyun almost died of anger.

She pointed at Ji Wennuan and wanted to order Lu Mingcang to kill Ji Wennuan again.

But she was so angry that she opened her mouth, couldn't speak, and her whole body was stiff and trembling.

Ji Wennuan looked at her as if she was about to turn her back and laughed out loud, "Who told you that I ran out secretly? Where is your brain? How did I come here secretly?"

She smiled unabated and looked at Lu Mingcang, her eyes with deep meaning, "Will Mr. Lu kill me?"

Lu Mingcang looked at Ji Wennuan's leisurely appearance, and his beautiful eyes were as deep as a pool of water, as if it would shine.

He smiled and shook his head and replied, "No. You are the daughter of the Saint Miss. You are shed with the most noble blood of the Mo Clan, and you are my master."

I'm sorry, she is a fake, and her bloodline is not pure and noble at all.

Ji Wennuan raised her eyebrows and looked at Song Haiyun, "Hear? He won't kill me."

Song Haiyun looked at Lu Mingcang and roared: "Lu Mingcang, I will order you!"

Ji Wennuan looked at Song Haiyun, whose emotions were about to collapse, and her eyes turned, and a trace of light flashed across her eyes, "Song Haiyun, have you found Song Bingting's body?"

Song Haiyun was struck by lightning, staring wide at the eyes and took two steps back in a daze.

"Seeing you like this, you just haven't found it, or have you not searched for it at all?"

Ji Wennuan continued to stimulate: "You are too embarrassed to be a mother? Have you fulfilled your responsibility to be a mother for one day? If it weren't for you, Song Bingting wouldn't have killed herself. Oh, it's wrong, it's not as simple as death, it's the bones that are gone. Do you know what it feels like to fall into the sea from such a high place? It's like every steel needle piercing into the body, which can wake up the dead. It's almost like whipping the corpse. After so long, her bones were probably gnawed by fish. When she was alive, she didn't do good things and did bad things. She should go to hell if she died. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's so pitiful."

Song Haiyun's whole face was ferocious, and his eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent.

Ji Wennuan shook her ears, "She did too much bad things and her life was not good. I shot her and she died. I was injured and fell into the sea from such a high place. She had nothing to do. She also returned to the Mo clan with my mother and became a person of noble blood. Song Haiyun, did you tell me that you shot yourself in the foot, not only causing trouble for yourself, but also killing your biological daughter!"

"Shut up!"

Song Haiyun covered his ears with both hands, "I didn't kill Pingting, you shot her. If you didn't shoot, she would definitely be alive now. Ji Wennuan, I will tear you into pieces and avenge my Pingting!"

Song Haiyun rushed towards Ji Wennuan like crazy.

She didn't even touch Ji Wennuan, but was blocked by Zhang Shanfeng.

Ji Wennuan stood behind Zhang Shanfeng, holding her shoulder with her hands, and kicked Song Haiyun's abdomen.

Ji Wennuan's kick can be said to have used all his strength.

Song Haiyun was kicked and flew up into the air, spitting blood on his mouth, and fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

She covered her chest with a ferocious expression, and was in great pain.

"Song Bingting's only wish before she died was to die, but look--"

Ji Wennuan walked around in front of Song Haiyun with pride.

"I'm living well now, Song Haiyun, you're useless. You can't kill me at all! There's also the Fourth Master, the Fourth Master is mine. Even if he loses his memory, he won't look at you. However, the Fourth Master is so disgusting to be remembered by an old woman like you. You are just locked up now. Soon, the Fourth Master and I will send you to see the King of Hell together."

Ji Wennuan's expression, every word she said, stimulated Song Haiyun.

Her cold face was smiling, but her eyes were cold, without warmth, full of murderous intent.

Song Haiyun almost killed her.

Although she saved her life, her body was tortured and tortured, and she might not be able to recover in her life.

When Ji Wennuan thought of the pain, she felt cold and sweating on her body.

If it weren't for Song Haiyun, the Fourth Master would not have lost his memory at all. They should have lived together happily now.

And she has been in a coma for more than half a year, and her master Zhu Tiantian is worried about her day and night.

Lu Siyue, Yi Xiangxing, the pain they endured.

Yi Xiangxing's mother died because of Song Haiyun.

Song Haiyun also wanted to make the fourth master's idea.

These, all of these, the people she cares about.

Ji Wennuan's hatred for Song Haiyun was no less than Song Haiyun's hatred for her.

What's the matter? She just deliberately saw Song Haiyun's joke, then stimulated her and pissed her to death.

But I didn't expect that there were unexpected gains.

She must talk from Song Haiyun, as she can do as much as she can.

Song Haiyun thought of Song Bingting who died tragically.

Song Bingting is dead, Qin Yichen is still not his, and Mo Yuqiu and the others are back.

Song Haiyun was furious and angry, and the anger and hatred in his heart surged out.

She never wanted to kill someone so much. This kind of ignited impulse burned her originally small soberness and reason to ashes.

She looked in the direction of Lu Mingcang, gritted her teeth and ordered: "Kill her now, otherwise I will tell everyone, I and the old patriarch--"

Before Song Haiyun could finish speaking, Lu Mingcang raised his sleeves and did not know what was shot, hitting Song Haiyun's back neck, and Song Haiyun fainted directly.

Ji Wennuan turned around and looked at Lu Mingcang who was blocked by her, with his beautiful eyes and shocked.

Song Haiyun and the old patriarch?

Who is the old patriarch? What happened to Song Haiyun and her?

It's a little bit, another a little bit.

Ji Wennuan just said so much, just deliberately stimulating Song Haiyun and wanting to make a cliché.

She was afraid that Lu Mingcang would be as bad as she had just happened, so she stood in front of him to prevent him from stopping Song Haiyun.

Unexpectedly, the end of the failure.

Ji Wennuan was very unwilling to accept it, "I really underestimate Mr. Lu."

Lu Mingcang stood up, his expression was as usual, the smile on his face even felt indescribable gentleness.

"I dare not underestimate the lady."

Ji Wennuan approaches Lu Mingcang.

Lu Mingcang took two steps back, and Ji Wennuan reached out and pressed his shoulder.

Lu Mingcang looked at her, his ears flushed.

Ji Wennuan was stunned for a moment and laughed out loud, "Why are you so shy?" Just like the Fourth Master.

"But that's true, both men and women here are not allowed to marry each other."

In an instant, Lu Mingcang, whose ears were red, turned red all over his face.

Ji Wennuan relaxed her hands, took a small step towards Lu Mingcang, and asked in a low voice: "Song Haiyun and the old patriarch, what happened to them?"
Chapter completed!