My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 5: Nine hundred and forty-first

This kick stumbled Gu Yixuan slightly, and the two of them stepped into the door halfway late. https://

　　 Gu Yixuan was so angry that there was smoke above his head, he could only watch Zhao Yi, his grandson, and lead his younger sister into the chai room, a trace of resentment appeared in his heart.

　　This seed of resentment is buried in his heart, and it only needs to be stimulated for a small amount every day, just like rooting and germinating, growing with the day.

　　Damn Zhao Yi! Gu Yixuan gritted his teeth and followed in, because he stepped too far, he kicked to the door frame and made a "clang" sound.

　　 Mu Jinghong twisted his eyebrows and turned his head and glanced, and said coldly to Gu Yixuan, "Be careful."

　　 "Yes, Master." Gu Yixuan was taken aback, and hurriedly bowed in salute, never daring to show the slightest anger on his face.

　　 Mu Jinghong didn't bother to care about his disciples.

　　 This Gu Yixuan, if it weren't for his daughter Mu Xiaoxue to ask him to accept him as a disciple, he would actually not be qualified to join the Shadow City with his general aptitude.

　　 is just the Gu family behind Gu Yixuan.

Although the 　　 Valley family is not a big family of the first kind, it can also be among the ranks of the second-class family anyway.

　　 still looks promising.

　　 Mu Jinghong's steps suddenly stopped. Looking from his angle, he could see a thin and shriveled figure, curled up in the corner, the whole person was sticking to the stack of firewood and a thin layer of paper Like, it looks like a vicissitudes of life and pitiful appearance.

　　 "Qing Ya." Mu Jinghong's voice showed a hint of tremor.

　　 He never thought, but he hadn't seen it in a short time, Qingya unexpectedly... would be tortured so inhumanly?

　　 These people are really hateful!

　　 Mu Jinghongyuan opened his eyes and walked forward quickly.

　　, Mu Qingya, who shrank by the side of the firewood, couldn't help but twitched slightly, and her whole body shrank behind the firewood.

　　 This kind of resistance to rejection is very obvious.

　　"Qingya." Mu Jinghong didn't care how dirty she was, and the meteor ran forward and gave the weak woman into his arms.

　　 Only now did he see Mu Qingya's face like bones.

　　 Her heart was filled with grief and anger, and Mu Jinghong couldn't help but tears all the time, "Qingya, they, these people, how have you treated you these days?"

　　 How can a dignified and elegant woman be tortured into such a state?

　　 She fell into Qiao Mu's hands. The villain Qiao Mu actually sent someone to make him look so innocent and innocent.

　　 "Mother, mother!" Mu Xiaoxue was also almost stunned by her mother's current face. She shouted twice and knelt down in front of her mother.

　　 Mu Qingya's dim eyes suddenly burst into light, stretched out her bone-like hand, and fumbled in front of her, as if she was about to grasp Mu Xiaoxue's hand.

　　 However, when Mu Xiaoxue saw her mother's black claws, like two bones, she hesitated a bit, and subconsciously shrank back.

　　 Although this movement is very fast, but who is Mu Qingya, even if his eyes look vague, he can still see her daughter's movements clearly.

　　 She shrank her hand with disgust, like a heavy punch, which firmly pounded Mu Qingya's heart.

　　 Mu Qingya's heart twitched, and the sound of her exit seemed to be crushed by a wheel.

　　 She yelled two words "Xiao Xue" in a deep voice, and raised her trembling hand again.