At this moment, Bing seemed to realize this serious problem immediately, and his eyes instantly turned cold.

Grandpa?~

Oh my God, he has been thinking about dealing with the Hell Pavilion these days, and he actually forgot that Xiaozhi's grandfather is still in the United States...

The targets of Hell Pavilion are Xiao Cheng, Aunt Qin and Xiao Zhi. If something happened over Zuo Ying's side, why didn't he think that there would be danger over Qian Zhenhe's side?!

Damn it?!

Just when everyone began to feel uneasy, things did not develop as they imagined.

"Stop your hypocritical concern! If I really want to deal with Qian Zhenhe, do you think he will still be alive now?" Songhe Mingyin frowned strangely, with a sinister look in his eyes.

Guangliang said, "Humph, Qian Zhenhe... He already has one foot in the coffin, do I still need to deal with him?!"

What?!

Hearing what he said, Xiaozhi felt happy: "So, my grandpa is safe?"

The corners of Songhe Mingyin's lips curled up, and he stared straight at Xiaozhi, his gaze making Xiaozhi feel a little bit hairy: "Of course~~ He must be safe~~

~"

Such a slow accent and weird pronunciation made Bing's face look increasingly ugly: "What on earth do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Songhe Mingyin raised his eyebrows, "Haha, what I mean is that I want Qian Zhenhe to live and live well, because only in this way can he taste the pain I felt back then! In an instant

, just the pain of losing the one you love! Qian Ruozhi, why do you think I let your grandfather live? Let him live just to watch you die!"

"You, dream!" At this moment, Bing could no longer care that the person in front of him was his uncle. His face was colder than ice cubes, so cold that anyone who saw his expression would feel their heart skip a beat.

Shake a little consciously.

"Mu Juebing, do you know what you are talking about?" Songhe Mingyin's face suddenly turned bloodthirsty because of Bing's words.

"Of course I know." Bing took a step forward and inadvertently covered half of Xiaozhi's body behind him. With one hand in the invisible shadow of Songhe Mingyin, he held Xiaozhi's hand tightly.

Hand, he looked at the person he should have called uncle, but with an indescribable determination, "Master Songhe Pavilion, do you know who Qian Ruozhi is to me?!"

Who is that person?! Songhe Mingyin’s hand trembled subconsciously.

How could he not be clear about it? He couldn't be more clear...

From the day Mu Juebing took Zhan Tian, ​​Leng Qiuqin and his group to secretly move to Japan, his every move has been under his control. Although he already knew that Mu Juebing and Qian Ruozhi had an affair before

A relationship, but he always thought it was just a child's game when he was young, and never took it to heart. In addition, Mu Juebing had no contact with Qingtian in the past three years, and he almost concluded that he had forgotten Qian Ruozhi.

Yes, but he didn't expect...

I never thought that all of this would be reversed after Mu Juebing returned to Qingtian!

Originally, he thought that Mu Juebing went back just to destroy Tianxiao Club and avenge Mu Qingyun. However...

The scene that happened at the wedding of Nan Fengjin and Qian Ruozhi almost made him heartbroken...

That day in the Hell Pavilion in Japan, when he heard the news, he coughed and fainted. For this reason, he lost his temper with Shura for the first time and asked him to punish Shumo severely...

Although he knew very well that Shu Mo's appearance at the wedding was just for fun, he was filled with anger when he thought that she was there but did not prevent Mu Juebing from marrying a girl from Qianjia...

this……

This is also the reason why he appeared in Qingtian...

It's time!

Fifteen years...

It's time for my sister's revenge...

He will take Bing'er back to Qingtian and execute those who have hurt her in front of her...

"She is the descendant of Qian Family!"

"She is the one who wants to die in front of Bing'er!"

Word by word, every word is expressed through gritted teeth and with great effort.

However, Mu Juebing seemed not to hear her. His expression was extremely indifferent, and his voice was calm and straightforward: "No, you are wrong, she is my wife now."

wife?!

The next second, there was a "creak" sound, and everyone was stunned. The wooden armrest of the wheelchair where Songhe Mingyin was sitting was crushed by him...

"Pavilion Master!" Looking at the wound on his hand that was oozing blood, the five guardians were all frightened.

Shu Mo immediately squatted down and took out the best golden sore medicine from her arms.

However, before she could open the bottle cap, she was pushed away by Songhe Mingyin: "No need!"

"Pavilion Master——" Shu Lonely hesitated, but when her eyes swept across Song He's eyes that sounded like Satan, she backed away helplessly.

She knew that at this moment, the Pavilion Master was really angry?!

Songhe Mingyin asked the five guardians around him to move away a little, and then slowly began to stand up from the wheelchair.

His body was so weak that his whole body was shaking from the moment his feet touched the ground...

"Pavilion Master..."

The five guardians watched helplessly as his dilapidated body swayed tremblingly in the air, all of them anxious.

They know the body of the Pavilion Master...

He has not been on the ground for almost five years, and the muscles in his legs have long since atrophied. Now that he suddenly has to stand up, one can imagine the pain he has endured...

However, the chirping of the pines and cranes seemed to be unheard, and the fire in his eyes burned brighter and brighter, like an aging wolf that was desperate!

Pavilion Master...

All the worries of the five guardians were swallowed hard into their mouths.

They also know the character of the Pavilion Master best. At this time, all they can do is silently cheer for the Pavilion Master. There is no other way...

As for Mu Juebing, no one spoke.

The air suddenly became quiet, so quiet that only Songhe Mingyin was left breathing heavier and heavier...

Waves of cold sweat broke out on his forehead...

At this time, even Mu Juebing and Yiluo were secretly sweating...

It took a full two minutes for him to completely get out of the wheelchair and stand there...

He just stood there, looking at Mu Juebing coldly.

for a long time.

People heard him speak: "Mu Juebing, since you are Bing'er's child, I will give you a chance to take back your words! Otherwise, Qian Ruozhi will not be the only one who dies!"

At this moment, with the sound of pine and crane chirping, the whole body was as stiff as a statue, and the whole body was shrouded in a layer of haze. Every pore on the body exuded a coldness so strong that it makes people unable to breathe. Hell Pavilion, at this moment

, only then did everyone understand why he was the master of the Hell Pavilion!

Because he is from hell!

devil!

Mu Juebing stood there, holding Xiaozhi's hand but secretly exerting force. He shook his head: "Xiaozhi is my wife, this will never change!"

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Sister Xixi wants to apply for a recommendation from the editor when she is finished.
Chapter completed!