The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 1023 The Demon Lord Who Admits Wrong Benefactor (17)

  The man thought that the little fox would jump his feet with anger, but for a moment, the face of that Mingyan Qingcheng even showed a kind of deja vu gentleness.

  This similarity caused Murong Lingtian to lose consciousness for two seconds.

   Just as Murong Lingtian was in a daze, the little fox uttered the classic quotes of later generations without changing his face.

  "A scumbag and a **** are a natural match. You should still be tied together for the rest of your life. Don't harm others."

  "……"

  "……"

  Murong Lingtian instantly felt whether his ears had auditory hallucinations, how could there be a woman with such a contrast in appearance and speech in this world? !

  How blind I was just now that I mistakenly thought the little fox smiled at Yan Yan as a gentle woman, and even thought of the Bai Yueguang who saved him outside the city of Liaoyuan?

  Murong Lingtian turned black in an instant.

  "Su Qinghuan, even if I retired from your marriage, you don't have to be so self-deprecating, right?! Anyway, you can be regarded as the well-known eldest lady of Su Mansion, so vulgar and mean, you are not afraid of your reputation in the future!"

   "Oh? Is that so? I said Mr. Murong, how did you know that I was crying all day after you retired and gave up on myself? I feel that my bad reputation is the result of your Murong family."

"Of course, I don’t have to worry about how I will live in the future. After all, we didn’t have a relationship many years ago. Speaking of which, I have become so free and happy now, and I have to thank Murong. The son's grace of not marrying many years ago."

"you--"

  Murong Lingtian never thought that someone could belittle him to the point of being worthless.

  It was as if Su Qinghuan was not retired by him, but she disliked him.

  How can there be women in this world who can reverse black and white to such an extent!

  ……

  Murong Lingtian clenched his fists, only thinking that the woman in front of him was very damn, and Su Xier was afraid that Murong Lingtian and Su Qinghuan would quarrel and quarrel with each other.

  Su Xier immediately rushed out to hold Murong Lingtian with a sullen expression on his face.

  "Brother Lingtian, you and Sister Qinghuan, just say a few words. After all, my sister is a daughter's family. The fact that she was retired is also known to everyone in Liaoyuan City. It is normal for my sister to feel a little dissatisfied."

   "Xie'er, you are too considerate of others, not like some jealous women, there are all things that are not on the stage!"

  Murong Lingtian turned his head gently. He looked at Su Xier and could still see the tears in his eyes, which greatly increased his love.

  It is also strange to say that, seeing Su Qinghuan colliding against him like that before, the anger in Murong Lingtian's heart could hardly be calmed down.

   But at this moment, seeing Su Xier, Murong Lingtian felt that he was actually arguing with Su Qinghuan, who had no merit except a face, and was really confused for a while.

  ……

   Seeing Su Qinghuan turning around to leave, Murong Lingtian's eyes darkened, and with a silent wave of his hand, the invisible blocking spirit butterflies quickly disappeared behind the little fox.

  Noting this scene, Murong Lingtian immediately let out a sigh of relief.

  ——This woman Haolai is also the material of Mizuki Shuanglinggen. If you ask the people of Yuezong to come and explore good seedlings suitable for harvesting as disciples, then they are determined not to let the little fox become a legacy of the sea.

   But now that he has moved his hands and feet, ordinary apprentices can't see it at all.

  ……

  However, what Murong Lingtian didn't expect was that just before the moment, those Ling Ling butterflies flew back again, because Murong Ling Tian didn't have any precautions, and directly sank into the man's back.

Feeling that there seems to be a spiritual object attached to his back, Murong Lingtian frowned slightly, but the speed of the blocking spirit butterfly disappeared extremely fast, and it did not cause any discomfort. Murong Lingtian temporarily forgot this time. thing.

  ……

   Soon, three days later, the little fox ran to Su Xier’s boudoir early in the morning to collect debts.

  Su Xi'er didn't expect the little fox to be so anxious. She was still a little sleepy. After being dragged up, she quickly glanced at Su Qinghuan with disdain.

   "The bank note requires you to go to the bank with me to get it. Don't worry, I won't regret it after agreeing to your business."

   "Sister Xier doesn't seem to understand the truth of being safe."

  Su Qinghuan glanced at Su Xier faintly, and Su Xier was so stinged by this eye, as if Su Qinghuan caught a pigtail for some embarrassment.

  Su Xier gritted her teeth.

   "Okay, it's safe to drop the bag, right? You just let me go to the market in the east of the city now."

   "Okay. By the way, are you finished with your bracelet?"

  Speaking of this, Su Xier felt a pain in her heart.

  She is finished playing, but I don’t know why, even though she is a hand made of the best red jade, but when she is holding the little fox’s red jade hand, she will have a real sense of peace of mind.

  Su Xier quietly compared it. She thought that there was no difference between the two bracelets, so she deliberately said to Su Qing happily.

  "It’s not that I don’t want to return it to you. It’s just that Xi'er accidentally put the red jade hand-punched by herself some time ago together with her sister’s mother’s relics, but now she can’t recognize which one belongs to her."

   "If my sister doesn't dislike it, then you can pick one, otherwise I can't find out what is yours and what is mine."

  ……

   "Don't look at it, it's the one on the left."

  Su Qinghuan took a look at the two almost indistinguishable red jade hands that Su Xier had put on the table.

  She can perceive the strength of aura, and naturally she will not miss the real remains of the dead mother.

  And when Su Xier saw that Su Qinghuan hadn't worn the red jade bracelet for so many years, she could still recognize it at a glance, and her eyes widened in an instant.

   "How do you know it is this one?"

   "It's simple, it has the breath of my mother."

  The little fox was serious, as if she was not joking, but Su Xier only felt that the goose bumps all over her body were coming out. She relied on placing the position in advance. Who would have expected the little fox to be so sure.

   "...Then let's go get the silver ticket."

  No matter how unwilling it is, things are a foregone conclusion.

  ……

  Su Xier prepared a national commercial ticket. When the little fox and Su Xier came out of the bank, Su Xier almost immediately issued an order to evict the guests.

   "You now have the bracelet and the ticket number worth three hundred taels of gold. Can you leave the city?"

   "Don't worry, is it really short of this time? I haven't sorted everything out yet."

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan's high-sounding reason makes Su Xier's language a problem.

  Su Xi'er secretly decided to wait for Su Mansion to prevent Su Qinghuan from dragging on any longer, but when they returned to Su Mansion, they saw a few middle-aged people standing in front of the stone lion.

  (End of this chapter)