The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 173: Qingqing can still regenerate!

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Chapter 173 Qingqing can still regenerate!

"Qingqing! You can't say it! Even if you say it, this old man will not let you go! Qingqing!" On one side, Wu Zicheng tried his best to reach out to Li Qingqing, but it was a pity that his hand had not touched Li Qingqing. , Yao Zhenting has been severely stepped on her feet!

"Ah—" Wu Zicheng screamed at the pain from his fingers, his face distorted because of the pain.

"Listen to the old man, if Bo An suffers a slight damage, even if he loses one or two weights, the old man will make you worse than dead!" Yao Zhenting stared at Wu Zicheng, who was beaten into a blood by him. Even so, He was still puzzled.

"Qingqing...can't tell her...otherwise...he will kill you..." Wu Zicheng endured the pain and reminded him intermittently.

Looking at Yao Zhenting's bloodthirsty gaze, Yao Mowan felt an absolutely cold chill in her heart. This is the true face of her polite father. It seems elegant, but in fact it is unintentional and even perverted.

"Aren't you going to stop it?" Ye Junqing asked in a low voice beside Yao Mowan.

"Don't forget, I'm a fool. I can tell you what the truth is. And you have seen his state. Now even if you rush up, you are likely to eat a whip." Yao Mowan said nothing. exaggeration.

In almost half an hour, when Li Qingqing's parents appeared in the main hall in rags, Li Qingqing suddenly turned around and the three cried together.

"Daughter! Why are you so stupid! Your grandfather treats you like a pearl, how can you do such a rebellious thing!" Mother Li hugged her daughter tightly, crying.

"It's all you little white face! It's you who seduce Qingqing! You killed our family! You die! You people in the Wu Mansion are all dead!" When Father Li saw Wu Zicheng, he immediately aggrieved all the grievances these days. All vented on him, and even kicked both feet vigorously.

"Li Qingqing, the old man asks you, where is Bo An?" Yao Zhenting spoke again, his voice as cold as ice.

"Master... Qingqing was wrong. It was Qingqing who was confused for a while. He would listen to this villain's rhetoric and leave Yao Xiangfu. Master, please forgive Qingqing..." At this moment, Li Qingqing finally understood that in this world, everything can be offended, but the nobles cannot be offended. She originally thought that if she took the money to escape, she would be happy and happy, but she didn't expect Yao Zhenting's reaction to be so fierce. Now even if she regrets it, it doesn't help. All she wants is to save her and her parents.

"Li Qingqing..." Wu Zicheng looked at Li Qingqing sadly. If Li Qingqing hadn't seduce him at the beginning, how could he leave his house and elope with her, but the result! My parents are dead, my family is gone! Now it was Li Qingqing's betrayal!

"The old man said, Bo An is fine, and your family is well! Bo An is going to be buried with your family!" Yao Zhenting coldly looked at Li Qingqing, who was in tears, and reminded him harshly.

"Master, Qingqing said, Qingqing said everything, Bo An..." Li Qingqing looked at Yao Zhenting hopefully, only to speak, so Wu Zicheng took the lead.

"Bo An is not your own flesh and blood at all! He is my son! Hahaha...Yao Zhenting! The child you have been pained for so long is the son of Wu Zicheng! In your life You can’t give birth to a son! You’re an eunuch’s fate! Eunuch’s fate! Hahaha!" Wu Zicheng’s words resounded on Yao Zhenting’s head like a thunderbolt, and Yao Zhenting, who was full of thunder, sat on a chair on one side. , I haven't recovered for a long time.

"Wu Zicheng, you spit your mouth! Master! Bo An is your son! He is your son!" Li Qingqing's face was pale, she never expected Wu Zicheng to tell the secret of this big day. He did this. It was simply pushing Bo An into the fire pit, how could he be willing!

"I'm bloody? Li Qingqing, know what you have done! Bo An was born on the eighth day of July, so you should be in the winter moon! Yao Zhenting, what did you do in the winter month last year! Haha ...Boan, my father is reluctant to let you...but let you recognize the thief as your father, my father can't do it! Don't worry, my father will wait for you under Jiuquan...definitely not Make you lonely..." Wu Zicheng laughed wildly, and finally chewed himself to death.

At the moment when Wu Zicheng died, Yao Mowan's eyes flashed dim, Zhonger, will you be alone below...

"No...Master...Wu Zicheng is telling lies, Bo An is so like you, how could he be his son!" Li Qingqing knelt and crawled to the feet of Yao Zhenting. , Hugging Yao Zhenting's legs with both hands, his eyes are full of fear.

"Why didn't the old man think...Why didn't the old man think of it! Come! Drag this **** out and beat her to death! Beat her to death—" Yao Zhenting suddenly got up and kicked Li Qingqing away fiercely. His eyes were red, his canthus was about to split, and his hand pointing at Li Qingqing trembled like a loom.

"Master, Qingqing was wronged! Bo An is really your son! Really! Last winter month...last winter month we had the same room!" Li Qingqing vomited blood and wailed hard.

"Last winter month, you adulterer told the old man himself that Dongyue was guilty of being too old, don’t have a son. The old man was afraid of hurting your bitch’s body, so he drank the medicine every time! , It's impossible to have a child! You bitch!" Yao Zhenting yelled hysterically, the bloodshot eyes getting more and more red, and his expression was daunting.

In Yao Zhenting's eyes, Yao Mowan saw tears infrequently, yeah, it was another time of joy, why not make people cry.

"No...Master...Master! Qingqing can still give birth! You can also give birth to a son for the master! Master! Please forgive Qingqing..." Li Qingqing sorrows. On the ground, tears overflowed.

"Okay! As long as you tell Bo An...Where is that bastard, the old man will spare you not to die!" Yao Zhenting, supported by Yao Tu, walked up to Li Qingqing step by step, with sullen eyes. Bursts of cold light that ruined the world.

"Master..." Li Qingqing looked at Yao Zhenting in panic, struggling violently in his heart.

"Qingqing! Tell me! Tell the prince where the evil is planted!" Father Li climbed up to Li Qingqing like a dog and urged loudly.

"Qingqing, let's talk about it, you are still young...you can regenerate..." Mother Li begged in pain, tears rolling down her eyes.

"Master...that child was hidden by Wu Zicheng, Qingqing doesn't know..." Even if she is selfish, she cannot personally send her child into the gate of ghosts, Li Qingqing knows nothing better. If Yao Zhenting knew about Bo An's whereabouts, Bo An would definitely die miserably.

"Okay! Come here! Drag these three people out and beat them to death!" Yao Zhenting roared furiously, and then Jia Ding came in and dragged Li Qingqing out of the main hall.

"Master! Forgive me! Qingqing knows wrong!" Seeing Li Qingqing begging loudly, but never telling the whereabouts of Bo An, Yao Mowan sighed in secret, but Li Qingqing gave himself a reason to save her. If Li Qingqing tells Bo An's hiding place to save her life, she will really be dead.

When Yao Mowan and Liu Xing murmured, Ye Junqing's solemn face felt a little soothing.

"Master, Yao Tu can help you go back to your room to rest?" Yao Tu asked worriedly, looking at Yao Zhenting's trembling body.

"Steward Yao, let Wan'er help her father! You stay and greet Ye Junqing." Yao Mowan found the opportunity to get up and glanced at Ye Junqing before taking a step.