Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 1139 Xiao Tingchen's entire right arm was twisted off
After the little guy hesitated to finish speaking, the booth was silent.

Su Jiu stared at him in a daze. He didn't expect that he was only four years old, but he could be so smart...

The sound of silk and bamboo orchestras and fights downstairs disappeared, and she could clearly hear her heartbeat, one after another, as if it was about to hit her chest.

Looking at the little guy's black and clear pupils, an unspeakable guilt filled her heart, and she was a little hard to say, "Ran Ran, I... I am mother..."

She couldn't help frowning Yuan Shan's eyebrows, "For the past two years, I'm the one who's sorry—"

"mother!"

Before he could finish apologizing, the little guy jumped into her arms happily!
He hugged her neck tightly, and called mother in a childish voice, one after another, as if confirming her existence.

Su Jiu's hot tears immediately fell down.

She left him alone in the palace of Chang'an, but he didn't resent at all. Such a child really made her feel distressed.

She held his little face, choked up and kissed several times, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Ran Ran's eyes were reddened by her, she raised the back of her hand to wipe away her tears, and said in a childish voice: "Okay, why are you crying, let Xiao Huaijin know, if you think I bullied you! I'm sorry, you brought me to the In the world, I am already very happy, why should I say sorry..."

He muttered, and suddenly sighed vaguely, "Hey, I made the young master cry too, women are really troublesome!"

He is like a little grown-up, Su Jiu wants to cry and laugh at the same time, he loves this son so much.

After talking for another half an hour, Lu Zhi urged: "It will be dawn in another hour, sister, it's time for us to set off."

Ran Ran popped his head out of Su Jiu's arms, "Let's go? Where are you going?"

"Go to the Central Plains." Lu Zhi said warmly, "Do you want to go with us?"

Ran Ran looked at him with disgust, "Are you trying to kidnap my mother? Let me tell you, you are far behind Xiao Huaijin..."

Su Jiu came back to his senses and was surprised: "Ran Ran, how can you call the elders by their names directly? It's too big or small."

Ran Ran was not happy, "Okay, okay, then I'll call Brother Xiao, okay? Every time I call him Brother Xiao, he is very happy."

Brother Xiao...

Su Jiu's head was full of black lines, and he could hardly imagine how the father and son got along with each other on weekdays.

"It's not bad to go back to the Central Plains, I'll go and pack my things!"

Ran Ran jumped out of Su Jiu's arms, cheered and ran to get the luggage behind the screen.

Li Mu hugged the wine gourd and followed him, and asked in a tangled whisper, "Can I come with you too?"

"As long as you don't kill my mother, of course it's okay."

Li Mu looked back at Su Jiu.

Except for Fei Shanxiang, he had never seen such a beautiful woman.

But Concubine Shanxiang was very cold and arrogant to him, not as gentle and graceful as this woman.

When he marries a wife in the future, he must marry such a good woman.

Li Mu scratched his head, took out a piece of preserved venison from his bosom, and handed it to Ran Ran flatteringly, "Do you remember saying that your father is my father and your mother is my mother?"

Ran Ran took the dried venison and stuffed it into his mouth carelessly, "Remember."

Li Mu looked back at Su Jiu quietly, and whispered even more, "I don't want her to be my mother... What do you think, how about me being your stepfather?"

"puff!"

Ran Ran was so startled that he spat out fleshy foam.

He patted Li Mu's shoulder with complicated eyes, "Forget it, Xiao Huaijin is the only one in my mother's heart."

The two little guys talked childishly, which was very absurd.

Su Jiu is half helpless and half sad, secretly thinking that after he settles down, he must teach Ran Ran well, he can no longer talk so unruly, and even his friend must teach him well.

Opposite her, Lu Zhi waved a white paper folding fan, his eyes seemed to be cast into shadows.

His sister is really popular, even Li Mu, a dead child, dares to covet her.

He can ignore Li Mu, but Xiao Tingchen is a real and powerful enemy.

But there is no corner of the wall that cannot be pried, only a lazy hoe.

His thoughtful eyes quietly fell on the burning body, perhaps, he should swing the hoe from the burning side?

A group of people with different thoughts boarded the spacious carriage outside Yihong Building.

In the night before dawn, the carriage drove steadily towards the south gate.

……

On the other side, there is a second building in the ghost prison.

It was just a golden whisk, but Xiao Tingchen suffered internal injuries, and blood even gushed from the corner of his mouth.

He raised his eyes and stared coldly at the monk walking from the darkness.

The figure of the monk is like a rugged ancient pine, with a white beard hanging down to his chest, and the dark golden cassock reflects a cold light under the starlight, which makes people tremble inexplicably.

Xiao Tingchen felt the oppression and danger he had never had before, although he was clearly kind and kind.

And this kind of feeling, he had only felt it from Sikong Chen in the past.

It seems that the roles of hunter and prey seem to have begun to reverse tonight.

Holding the handle of the knife tightly, he took a few steps back almost instinctively, "Who is here?"

As I asked, I already had a guess in my heart.

The old monk clasped his hands together, still smiling, "The poor monk's dharma name is clear, but the world prefers to call the poor monk, Chonglou Patriarch."

Sure enough it was him!

Xiao Tingchen's eyes grew more fearful.

The old monk smiled and approached him step by step, "Thanks to Emperor Dayong's care, tonight not only destroyed the poor monk's tower, but even seriously injured the poor monk's beloved disciple..."

Xiao Tingchen grinned grimly, "He has no ability, who is to blame?"

With a black ancient knife lying in front of him, he had already assumed a defensive posture.

There is no other reason, but the old monk's power is too terrifying. Obviously they are so far apart, and he is only walking slowly, but in the blink of an eye, the distance between them has been reduced to less than ten feet!
"Victory or defeat depends on one's ability, the poor monk understands." The old monk said with a smile, and swept the dust with his hand, and Ning Xiaolou, who was lying in a pool of blood, was immediately swept out, smashed hard on a tower, and he did not know whether he was alive or dead. Landed miserably.

Xiao Tingchen's jealousy grew stronger.

To be able to do such a cruel thing to his lover, this old guy is so ruthless!
"By the way, the empress of your country also took good care of the ghost prison building, and destroyed Cheng Jinyi and Concubine Fanxiang one after another. They are all the proud students of the poor monk..."

The flames danced, and the old man smiled like a Maitreya Buddha.

He raised his hand slowly, and the light golden whisk swept towards Xiao Tingchen leisurely.

Xiao Tingchen raised his knife to block.

The moment he touched the whisk, the other party's majestic and terrifying power suddenly gushed out. He pressed his lips tightly, but the dirty blood poured out uncontrollably, dripping dripping down his jaw, shaking his internal organs. It hurts!
What a tricky old monster!

He squinted his eyes, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"Amitabha, good and good..."

The old man smiled and said a Buddha's name, and stretched out his hand slowly into the darkness.

In the next moment, the sound of bone fracture resounded, and Xiao Tingchen's entire right arm was twisted!

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