Immortal’s Farmland Chapter 168: Law and talk

　　 Chapter 168 Lips and Guns

　　 There is some truth in what the old man said. An Lan smiled and said yes.

　　 Anlan sold one-tenth of the last time elixir to the Yun family at the above price. Yun Zhishi was overjoyed, especially that there were 20 ointments for washing essence, Yunji Yang and a group of outstanding clan children became the users of ointment.

　　 Tianguzhou seems calm, but the dark tide is raging.

　　 Ran's illness has been healed a lot, there is Linggu nourishing his qi, his face is becoming more and more rosy, and his body is plump and plump.

　　 It’s not good to stay in the house for a long time. Seeing that Ran can get out of bed, Muronghu takes her for a walk in the courtyard. The courtyard is small, but very elegant. With small bridges and flowing water and strange rocks, you can see that Yun Jiyang is a very enjoyable person.

　　 Three knocks came from outside the door.

　　 Murong Jing'er was cultivating in the performance martial arts hall. Hearing the knock on the door, she stopped and asked: "Who?"

　　 No one should.

　　 three more beeps followed.

　　 "Sister Liaoxing? Or Young Master Yun?" There are only two people in this house.

　　 "Why is it strange that there is no sound?" Murong Jing'er opened the door and saw that the person's complexion changed drastically, her lips kept trembling, and she couldn't even make a sound. She staggered back and retreated from the front door all the way to the inner courtyard.

　　 Murong Hu, who was walking in the garden, saw that her daughter looked wrong, and asked her quickly: "Jing'er. What's wrong with you, where is it?"

　　 just after asking, he turned pale, sank down and bowed down.

　　 "Evil!" He heard a shout, Murong Hu seemed to be hit **** his heart by a heavy hammer, his throat was sweet, blood was overflowing, Ran's face, which had finally become ruddy, was even more so. White paper.

　　Murong Fuliu stood in the courtyard. He was dressed in a blue golden silk beacon dragon coat, with a compelling aura, as if he were the sky, which made people worship and surrender.

　　 An old man stood behind him, the housekeeper of Murong's family.

　　 Murong helped Liu stand with his hands behind him, Murong Hu, Ran's and Murong Jing'er knelt on the ground, unable to say a word, even kneeling there requires great courage.

　　 "Evil son, you are getting bolder and bolder, I shouldn't have kept you!" Murong Fuliu mouthed a guilty son, his eyes were like a knife, he pushed forward step by step, every step he took, the stone slab under Murong Hu's feet , It collapses by one point.

　　 Muronghu’s knees are bleeding, and he gritted his teeth and dared not cry out pain.

　　 Murong Fuliu stopped in front of him, slapped his face with a palm, and he was slapped to the ground. Two teeth vomited out with muddy blood.

　　 He fell to the ground by this palm.

　　 "Brother Hu!" Ran Shi hurriedly went to help, she found that Murong Fuliu was really murderous.

　　 Ran Shi stood in front of Murong Hu, "My father-in-law, it's all my fault, it has nothing to do with Brother Hu."

　　 "Who is your father-in-law." The Murong family has always admitted the existence of Ran.

　　 Murong Fuliu's voice echoed in her ears, and Ran's expression darkened. She looked back at her husband, her small body tightly shielding him. "Patriarch Murong, please let go of Brother Hu. All of this is my fault. As long as you let Brother Hu, you can do anything you want me to do."

　　"Oh?" Murong Fuliu chuckled, "What about you die?"

　　 Ran Shi shuddered, her whole body froze, and two lines of tears slipped from her cheeks. She is just the daughter of an ordinary family. Back then, Murong Hu forced a marriage for her to shame the Murong family, and was subsequently driven out of the Murong family. She was never recognized by the Murong family.

　　 Although she gave birth to Murong Yan and Murong Jing'er, they have never set foot in Murong's house because of her. There is no genealogy of Murong's family.

　　If she is gone, will they live the life they want? If she is gone...

　　 "No, grandpa, please let my parents go." Murong Jinger crawled over and grabbed the corner of Murong Fuliu's clothes and pleaded.

　　 "Why, can't it be done?" Murong Fuliu ignored Murong Jing'er's pleading, and looked at Ran's contemptuously.

　　 Ran Shi glanced at her husband, bit her silver teeth, and licked her head heavily.

　　 "No." Murong Hu shouted, his blood attacked his heart, and another mouthful of blood came out.

　　 "Father, mother!" Murong Jinger cried bitterly.

　　 Ran's tears fell on the stone slab, and the ground was wet. She thought she would hear the sound of her skull breaking, but she was dragged by a huge force before landing.

　　 Seeing someone doing nosy business, Murong Fuliu calmly looked at the white and green figure on the corridor, crushing everything over. "My Murong's housework cannot tolerate outsiders' interference."

　　 Murong Fuliu's aura is amazing, but An Lan has lived under the high-pressure aura of Bai Yinyi for a long time. Even though Murong Fuliu is at a disadvantage, how can he compare with the Bai Yinyi who has understood the "realm"? An Lan smiled calmly, walked out of the corridor slowly, and helped Ran Shi up.

　　"My yard is not the place for you to handle housework. Who are you? Did you pass the greeting card? Just break in without you handing the greeting card, and blast me out!"

　　 "Presumptuous." It was her blessing that Patriarch Murong was willing to condescend to come to this small courtyard, and he even dared to bomb him.

　　 Murong Jing'er pulled An Lan's sleeve with a look of fear, and motioned her to say a few words.

　　 Anlan held her hand to calm her emotions. Smiling and replied to Murong Fuliu: "Presumptuous."

　　 Isn't he the one who is presumptuous in her yard at this moment?

　　 Murong Fuliu did not expect that she would be able to respond so leisurely under her own pressure, not only that, but also used his words to retaliate to him, he waved a beauconian dragon red sandalwood carved wooden chair and appeared behind him, he was awe-inspiring Sit down on all sides. The right hand just snapped on the faucet of the armrest. "You are the first person who dared to speak to me like this."

　　 "But I'm sure it's not the last one." An Lan also recruited a chair to sit opposite Murong Fuliu. Her wooden chair was much simpler than that of Murong Fuliu.

　　 "The teeth are sharp and the mouth is sharp."

　　 "It's not like you bully others." She couldn't hold her back in her aura, so she wanted to be a bit taller in her posture. It's a pity that Miss Ann is also a master of gestures. As soon as she stretched her hand, Afei flew out and landed on the back of her hand. The more energetic the person, Afei's dead bird eyes, the more lethal.

　　 Murong Fuliu takes the attitude of "the proud son of heaven" whenever and wherever he is. What is more embarrassing to him than being despised by a fat, ugly and black bird?

　　 An Lan put A Fei on his right shoulder, and it looked up at Murong Fu Liu forty-five degrees.

　　 Anlan bet that there will be no more flat bird than Ah Fei in this world. It’s really cool to use it to entertain people who don’t want to see.

　　Murong Fuliu is worthy of being the head of the family, and his concentration is much better than that of the Song family. He just turned his hand on the faucet, his expression as usual.

　　 The more calm the person is, the more terrifying the eruption will be.

　　 "Animals are animals, without education." Murong Fuliu seemed to be talking about Ah Fei, but in fact he turned around and cursed An Lan. Spirit beasts have the same mind with their masters. There is a saying in the hot summer that by looking at the temperament of a spirit beast, you can know what kind of person its owner is.

　　 Strictly speaking, Ah Fei is not bad an Anlan spirit beast. It is just Xiao Hong's little brother, not only Afei, but also Xiao Hong and Xiao Xiao, because they have not signed a spirit beast contract with An Lan.

　　 "Beasts don’t understand human words, so naturally they have no education. Your Excellency keeps talking about education, presumably Murong’s house is a very educated place." All Tian Gucheng knows that the Song family is favored by himself and doesn’t treat Li In his eyes, sometimes he didn't even ask for peace, and the people in the Xiyuan were even more domineering, and the concubine even dared to cheat him.

　　An Lan's irony made Murong Fuliu raised his eyebrows.

　　"It’s abhorrent. When I was eating at Fumantang a few days ago, an uncultivated thing rushed in to make trouble. He also claimed to be the grandson of the Patriarch of Murong. Murong is one of the four major families in Tiangu. The family rules are strict and naturally not. There may be such a person, so I taught him a lesson, and see if he will dare to spread rumors and slander the clean name of Patriarch Murong."

　　 The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked.

　　 Anlan bit the word "nurturing" and satirized Murong Fuliu again. He came here this time only because of his son and third wife. If he admits it, it means that he has also lost his moral character.

　　The son is not a godfather.

　　 Murong Fuliu finally changed his face, he held the dragon head tightly, his eyes were narrowed together, and a force of strength ran towards An Lan.

　　 An Lan weighed heavily on her body, and the chair under x was crumbling.

　　 Murong Fuliu's strength is very well grasped, the chair creaked, but it did not break, he was a warning to An Lan.

　　 If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that I will stop talking, but it is a pity that Murong Fuliu is facing An Lan. She poured her strength on her waist and sank with force. The chair could not stand the force and fell apart.

　　 She fell backwards and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, she gave her a hand.

　　 She forced a few drops of sweat with her true essence, and patted her chest in shock.

　　 Zijing also cooperated with her very coldly, asking Murong Fuliu~IndoMTL.com~What does this mean? But just do it. really. "

　　 As expected, there is something in the sentence, which means that he is Murong Ke’s old son, and Murong Luoren’s grandfather is a virtue.

　　Murong Fuliu calculated the strength, and his power definitely wouldn't break the wooden chair. You don't need to think that it was An Lan who caused the evil.

　　 was so cunning at a young age. When the matter was over, he also stood up. "You hurt my son, shouldn't you give me an account of this?"

　　 "Explain?!" An Lan snorted coldly, "Joke, it's interesting that I don't come to ask you for an explanation, you have to confess. Is your son going to hit me on the left cheek? I will not only smile and answer I have to stretch my right cheek over and beat him. After the beating, I have to ask:'Does your hand hurt, I'll blow it for you'? Ha, the Murong family is so grand!"

　　"As the head of the family, you not only do not restrain your own son, but you also have no distinction between black and white. You indulge your little concubine, and don't put the mistress in your eyes when committing crimes. You have no way to teach your children, and your sons and grandsons are rampant Wuji, bullying the weak. As a father-in-law, you want to kill your daughter-in-law, and the whole Murong family is smoggy, so you are worthy to talk to me about upbringing, so you have to talk to me about it. You are not afraid to make people laugh."

　　 "By the way, you are not afraid of jokes." Murong's family has long been a joke in Tiangu City.

　　"My family Afei is well-educated, at least he will not break into other people's houses and bite people."

　　 "Looking for death!" Murong Fuliu's voice fell, and an air of killing fell upon his face.

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　　 I would like to say sorry to everyone. Yesterday, the rice was changed. A girl got married.

　　 Alas... it deserves so little pink.