The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 299: Come to the door (16)

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Hum, it's just a wrist. Compared to the things he did with Liu Chengfeng, her means are relatively light.

However, Liu Ruohua was cut off her right wrist, Liu Chengfeng was cut off her left wrist, the brothers and sisters left and right broke their hands, and looked like a family.

Liu Chengfeng's early already was frightened by Su Luo ’s black fingerprints, and he was so scared that he screamed loudly: "I confess defeat! I confess defeat! I confess defeat! Stop! Quickly stop!"

With the tragic cry, all his tears and snot rolled down, mixed with blood and water, the whole man looked embarrassed and crazy, just worse than a beggar.

Liu Potian felt so embarrassed that he yelled at Liu Rongfeng: "Not yet up!"

Then, he turned to stare at Nangong Liuyun, his voice stiff, and the pressure of his chest rushing □□ Fire: "Your Highness, you have also seen, the wind-ridden hand was cut off by the smelly boy with his wrist, what are you going to do? "

Facing Liu Mootian's aggressive questioning, Nangong Liuyun seemed to be careless. He looked back calmly and said slowly, "What should I do?"

"Um! What is your Highness going to do? Is it that the wind-riding wrist was cut in vain?" Liu Potian now already Knowing His Royal Highness King Jin's unmatched strength, he dared not make it as bad as before, but he still insisted on saying something.

Otherwise Liu Chengfeng was cut off his wrist in front of himself, and at this time spread it out, which is very bad for his reputation. Because, as the old ancestor of the Liu family, he couldn't protect his children and grandchildren. What made others think of him?

Nangong Liuyun glanced at Liu Poutian like an idiot, and said lazily, "On the battlefield, regardless of life or death, have you just been deaf just now?"

Dwarf oil, my Highness King Jin, can you speak a little euphemistically? Anyway, it's Liu Yanxiang's father ... Su Luo turned aside and couldn't bear to look again.

"He is the grandson of my willow house!" Liu Potian looked angry and shouted.

Nangong Liuyun sighed lazily and said slowly: "Now it's just a small wrist. What a fuss? Not dead yet. Besides, even if dead, the sword on the battlefield has no eyes, then There ’s nothing you can do. "

Obviously, he intends to protect Sorrow to the end.

"That's the case, hum!" Liu Piao sneered at the weather again and again: "This matter can never be so! The stinky boy who has the ability will never go out of Jin Wangfu, otherwise, hum-"

After speaking, Liu Potian reached out to grab the black bronze medal placed in the tray. However, one of his slender and fair hands took the first step and took the bronze medal away.

"His Royal Highness!" Liu Mootian intended to take this breath, and after long discussions, he planned to leave the Jin Palace after taking the bronze medal, but the bronze medal was first taken away by His Highness.

Nangong Liuyun frowned with disdain: "Liu Potian, you're not a kid anymore, what you say is just like the fart you let go, even if you finish it?"

"Your Highness, please be careful!"

His blood was shot badly by Nangong Liuyun's palm, but now he was damaged word by word by Nangong Liuyun. His forced blood already was about to move, and he wanted to spray out again. .

"Isn't it? This bronze medal was just used as a bet. Since you lost, you should be willing to gamble to lose." Nangong Liuyun looked at Liu Potian for granted.