There is a tyrant in the home after the poison

Chapter 252 The Seventh Young Master of the Yang Family’s Skills (2)
Yang Churuo took it in doubt, and asked hesitantly, "What kind of medicine is in it?"

"You don't need to know much, just uncork the bottle."

"You want to kill Chu Yuchen? If Chu Yuchen is dead, how will you attack Tianfeng Kingdom in the future?" She didn't come to Chu Kingdom to kill Chu Yuchen.

"I have my own plan for this matter, you just need to do it." Feng Ling's voice suddenly became a little cold, extremely dissatisfied with Yang Churuo's disobedience.

However, Yang Churuo turned his head away, and through the gap, he looked at thousands of horses in white clothes. With a silver gun, he repelled all the killers who approached the ruined temple.

With his skills, if he wants to leave here, who can stop him, but he desperately protects the ruined temple, not allowing anyone to get closer, even if he doesn't want to believe that Chu Yuchen will fight the enemy bravely to protect her, Yang Churuo will Do not believe.

What she wanted was for Chu Yuchen to send troops to attack Tianfeng Kingdom, not for Chu Yuchen's life.These days, Chu Yuchen has not treated her kindly.

Feng Ling smiled coldly, and said with a hint of sarcasm, "What? You've only been with Chu Yuchen for a few days, and you've been bribed by him? Forget all the great hatred of the family? Forget the revenge of killing the son?"

Mentioning the revenge of killing his son, Yang Churuo clenched his palms tightly, and a flash of hatred flashed in his eyes.

"Don't forget your identity. You are just a pawn in my hand. If you want revenge, you have to do what I want you to do. You have no choice."

Yang Churuo clenched the medicine bottle in his hand, and Jianshui's eyes were full of firmness.

Seeing her appearance, Feng Ling raised a satisfied smile, and suddenly leaned towards Yang Churuo, and said in a low voice, "Remember, Chu Yuchen can't live until the sun rises tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, Feng Ling strode away, leaving Yang Churuo staring blankly at the medicine bottle in his hand, and what flashed through his mind was Chu Yuchen's kindness to her.

She doesn't have many friends, it can even be said that she doesn't have any friends, and Chu Yuchen is one of the few people who treat her well. If possible, she doesn't want to hurt anyone who treats her well. However, she only wants revenge, she doesn't need friends , she doesn't need anything.

Putting away the medicine bottle in his hand, Yang Churuo hid it in his sleeve, and when he turned his head, he didn't know that the beggar in ragged clothes had arrived in front of her at some point, and was staring at her blankly.Yang Churuo calmed down and smiled unnaturally.

Before he could open his mouth, the ruined temple was uprooted by the chains and might collapse at any time.Yang Churuo clenched his left and right hands, and was held by two people at the same time, and was dragged out of the house.

"Boom..." Almost as soon as she went out, the room she was in just now fell down.Looking up, it was Chu Yuchen with a gloomy expression, chopping, pointing, picking, chopping with the jade flute in his hand, stopping all the assassins who surrounded him, not letting them get any closer.

The one who held her was Chu Yuchen, and the other was the beggar in ragged clothes, but the beggar didn't pull her out with his hands, but with his sleeves.It's just that Yang Churuo doesn't care about that anymore, Xiao Si is still inside, he hasn't come out yet, and he doesn't know if he has been overwhelmed.

Yang Churuo struggled to go in to save others, but Aunt Yu treated her well, she only left two sons behind, and she couldn't let her son have any more accidents.

However, there were too many killers, and she couldn't get out at all.

Shui Ling has wounds all over his body, and he has already become a blood man. He is in danger, his life is in danger at any time, and his strength is about to be exhausted.

And Gong Yuxiu's face was pale, and she even narrowly escaped death several times, her body was dripping with blood, her arms, legs, and even her shoulders were covered with stab wounds, looking at the moves that were getting weaker and weaker, she seemed to have no strength. The precarious situation made people sweat for her.

(End of this chapter)