Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 232
However, Huangtian paid off, just when I was desperate, let me meet Zheng Shouyi who came to apply for the recruitment.Through him I found Qiaoer.

It was also that day that I saw with my own eyes how that beast Jaxian bullied her.

I made up my mind to kill him. He had to die for both Qiaoer and myself.

I lied that I had left a batch of property hidden in the ancient kiln and asked him to meet there.Originally, I wanted to lure him in and kill him, but that coward didn't dare to enter the kiln because of the rumors.I had to knock him out and drag him in.

I don't know why, since I entered the ancient kiln, I started to torture him uncontrollably, seeing him being eaten away by that thing bit by bit, seeing him hunched over and rolling on the ground begging me to save him, I actually Feel extremely happy.

When I realized what had happened to me, I was terrified.I quickly burned the incense to recall the thing, but for some reason, the incense suddenly stopped working.

And the kiln suddenly began to become ghostly, I knew that the people who had died unjustly in the kiln came to claim their lives.

That ancient kiln that eats people, that beautiful beauty Zui that eats people... my Jin family will have to pay it back sooner or later.

My father paid back his life, and if it wasn't enough for me, it's okay to make up for it, but Qiao'er doesn't know anything.Besides, she has already died once, so please forgive her family of three for the sake of my hard work and hard work for so many years? "

Chang Ting picked up a cup of tea, he didn't seem to want to listen to these gossips, he didn't comment on his request, he just asked himself:
"How much do you know about the secrets there?"

Jin Xuan trembled with fright and quickly replied:
"I really don't know anything. It's just that the supervisor asked us to dispose of the corpse, so we will dispose of the corpse."

Chang Ting raised his eyes and glanced at Jin Xuan, "Tell the truth!"

Chang Ting didn't express any extra expressions, and he couldn't tell whether it was joy or anger, but the obvious sense of oppression in his words made Jin Xuan almost out of breath.

"I swear to God, everything I say is true. We kiln workers have been working for a long time, and we are all well aware of the pros and cons. We would never dare to pry privately on weekdays."

"Then how do you know how to use incense?"

Jin Xuan was anxious and quickly defended:
"Isn't that because of Guanshi Li's incident? Everyone knew that there was such a commotion accidentally at the time..."

Suddenly, Jin Xuan seemed to understand something, stopped the second half of the sentence and asked:
"You...are not one of them? Who are you?"

Changting saw that his identity had been revealed, so he stopped blackmailing him on the spot. He only took a sip of tea and replied slowly:

"Of course I'm not one of them."

Hearing this, Jin Xuan's eyes widened with anger, and he was about to angrily scold the person in front of him, but unexpectedly Changting said again:

"But I'm the only one who can protect your sister's family of three right now."

"How can I trust you?"

"It's not a question of whether you believe it or not, but that you have no choice at all."

At this moment, I suddenly heard Fang Ling holding the babbling Xiangxiang outside the courtyard and shouting loudly:

"Captain Li, you're finally here? These guys look unfamiliar, is it...?"

Li Captou squinted his eyes somewhat unnaturally and said:

"These are the immortal masters sent by Li Zong to take over this matter. I heard from Wang Fu that the suspect is here, but is it true?"

"We have indeed caught him. We are afraid that he will use other methods, so we are keeping him inside for the time being."

"Did you ask anything?"

A disciple of Li Zong who was walking in the front, wearing a black shirt and a red belt around his waist, asked with a sullen face.

"No." Chang Ting, dressed in a white shirt and silver ornaments, came out calmly, and said: "If you want to ask questions, of course the government must come forward."

When the disciple who spoke saw the person coming, he looked obviously shocked. He suddenly moved the scabbard of his sword and said with all his vigilance:

"Yue Changting?"

Changting chuckled indifferently, but turned to Fang Ling, who was startled next to him and said:

"I told you that I am quite famous in Xuanmen, but you still don't believe me!"

Can Fang Ling believe in his ghost?Holding Xiangxiang in his arms, he flashed to the door with a brisk step, and quickly put aside the relationship and said:
"There is an injustice and a debtor. He is the one who offended you Li Zong. We don't know each other well."

I thought that with the commotion outside like this, Xianyue and the others should come out to watch the excitement even if they are deaf, but there is no one in the room.It seems that Chang Ting's popularity is well-deserved, when encountering a fight, everyone runs faster than a rabbit.

However, seeing that the sword was out of its sheath, the fight could not be started.

Perhaps the disciples of Li Zong were timid and did not even think about avenging their young master who had been bedridden for half a year.Jin Xuan was only taken away according to the procedure, and Changting was very considerate and had no intention of stopping him.

A storm was resolved so easily, which made Fang Ling feel a little boring.

Since Li Zong's people had arrived, and Jintang was originally Li Zong's territory, Fang Ling and the others could no longer intervene.They had no choice but to take their children here and wait for Zheng Shouyi and his wife to return.

Chang Ting was a man with little patience. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of Li Zong's disciples who had to temporarily send away the Xianyue people, and Fang Ling had to deal with such a big issue as eating, he would never be willing to work with such an unsound mind. The little ones are in the same room.

Xiangxiang dragged out a small basket from nowhere, pulled the cloth head and put it in it, and continued to hatch eggs.

Chang Ting took out the egg out of boredom while Xiang Xiang climbed off the stool.Whenever Xiangxiang looked in horror at the eggs that had just been put into the basket with his own hands but lay on the table, and Fu climbed up the stool with difficulty to pick them up, Changting felt funny.

So many times, even a doll like Xiangxiang whose brain is not as big as a walnut knows that he is obstructing it.

"Ah, blah blah!" Xiangxiang lost his temper at Changting.

"It's not me." Changting stared at Xiangxiang and told lies with his eyes open.

"Da da... ta da da da" Xiangxiang patted the table aggressively, spit out a series of dissatisfaction.

"Are you scolding me?"

Changting looked at Xiangxiang suspiciously, and suddenly reached out and took the eggs on the table away.

Xiangxiang was shocked, lost his momentum in an instant, and called out tentatively:

"Dada... mother... mother..."

"I'm not your mother."

"Uh... Daddy..."

"I'm not your father either."

"grandfather……"

Changting was speechless, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Here you are."

Unexpectedly, when Xiangxiang was excited, his chubby little hand mustered up all the strength, and he slapped it with a "pop".I saw the egg liquid splashing, wet and sticky, sticking to Chang Ting's hands and sleeves.

Changting's frown had not yet broken out, but Xiangxiang's hand was pricked by an eggshell due to excessive force, and he was already crying loudly.

Chang Ting pointed at the Xiangxiang Road with the dripping egg liquid in one hand:
"This is something you have made yourself, and you can't blame others."

How could Xiangxiang listen to what he said?He opened his throat and just cried.Changting heard that there was movement in Fang Ling's side in the kitchen, and he didn't care about the egg liquid in his hands, so he quickly covered Xiangxiang's mouth and said:

"You don't want the villain to sue first."

Fang Ling never expected that Changting and Xiangxiang could fight.

With a dark face, she finished working in the kitchen and taking care of the children, and finally cleaned it up for Xiangxiang and handed it over to Changting again.

"Don't make trouble!" Fang Ling urged.

Although Changting was full of grievances, Fang Ling's face was almost pulled to the ground, and he didn't say anything unpleasant after all.He just asked hesitantly:
"Can I throw her in the yard to play by myself?"

"It's not impossible if you come and wash her clothes." A lukewarm voice came from the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)