Chapter 2207

At this time, Xie Feijie was both happy and worried. Fortunately, she did not personally deal with Ling Chuxi, but let Zhuo Fanglin put the cannon fodder on top of it. Otherwise, it would not be Zhuo Fanglin who was flattened into a pig's head, but she.

The worry was that if Zhuo Fanglin could not bear the pain and offered her to share the anger of lingmu, she would still die.

Jie Feiying is at a loss. She is worried and afraid. Her cold sweat is coming out. Grandma Ling is in the fire now. She dare not ask for help even if she has given her a hundred courage. Even her grandfather can only hide as far as possible at this time, and dare not touch grandma Ling's bad luck.

Not far away, there was a sound of foot steps. It was the disciples of the Xie family who heard Zhuo Fanglin's scream and rushed over. Although this place is remote, Zhuo Fanglin's cry is so miserable and earth shaking. After a long time, someone will hear him.

Xie Feiying's mood was relaxed. As an elder, grandma Ling would not have killed a younger generation alive. Zhuo Fanglin would have survived if she insisted on.

When these young disciples arrived, Zhuo Fanglin had already been beaten up by the old spirit, and he was black and blue all over his body.

"Grandma Ling." At the sight of grandma Ling, who was punching and kicking at Zhuo Fanglin, all the disciples changed their faces and bowed. No one dared to step forward and regretted. At first, I thought it was a disciple of Zong's residence, neidou, to see the excitement. But I didn't know it was grandma Ling in Bian.

Curiosity killed the cat. If you had known that it was grandma Ling who was here, I dare not come here because of their courage. If grandma Ling doesn't like herself and drags her to serve as a foil, she will die eight years. Seeing the tragic situation of Zhuo Fanglin, everyone was worried.

"Sister Chuxi."

"Uncle Ling." Ziyin, ye Xiaoqi and others are here.

Take a closer look, of these people, Han Qingchi has the largest number of disciples, and even those outside disciples who are more open ceremony rush to come. No wonder Chi told them not to make trouble when she left. They heard Ling Chuxi's brilliant deeds to people from ye Xiaoqi's mouth, so when they heard the scream, they thought of Ling Chuxi.

When they came to the scene and saw that it was grandma Ling's hands, they were relieved.

"Uncle Ling, what's going on?" Seeing the angry appearance of lingmu, ye Xiaoqi asked Ling Chuxi in a low voice. Although Ling Chuxi did not start, but it is not difficult to guess that this matter must be related to her.

This is also a common question of all people, but no one dares to ask lingmu, and everyone looks curiously at Ling Chuxi.

"I don't respect you. I dare to fight against my fellow martial uncle. I dare to discriminate in front of me. I'll let all the disciples of Zong's mansion see what you're going to do today, and I'll learn from you later." Ling Chuxi hasn't answered yet, but Grandma Ling has already scolded and given everyone an answer.

Everyone looked at Zhuo Fanglin sympathetically. Originally, what Ling grandma hated most was the internal fight of her disciples. You dare to attack the martial uncle, and she caught you. It's not bad luck.

"Grandma Ling, I'm wrong. I dare not. Please forgive me this time." Taking advantage of lingmu's speech, Zhuo Fanglin implored with a cry.

He finally understood that it was useless to reason with grandma Ling. As for evidence, Ling Chuxi's voice was better than a mouthful of blood, which was more convincing than any evidence.

It's so miserable!

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