The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

Eleven's movement of pushing Xie Cheng suddenly stopped.

this person…

On the other side of the bush, someone seemed to have noticed them and whispered:

"Master, keep your voice down, it's not good to be heard."

The voice was urgent, as if he almost covered the man's mouth to make him stop talking.

The other voice not only did not restrain itself, but said even more arrogantly, "What are you afraid of, is what I said wrong?"

"My lord, this is not at Yun's house. Although that Jiang Fu came from a bad background, I have heard that she is very popular in Xie's house. Didn't you see it when I was fishing? How old is Mrs. Xie and Miss Xie?" I like her! If anyone hears this..."

Especially if people from the Xie family heard about it, the Yun family would be in big trouble.

Although Jiang Fu was bought, but now everyone in the Xie family likes her, she is completely raised as a young lady, the son looks like this...

"Oh, what are you afraid of!" Yuntian laughed with some disdain, "I'm a student of Qingyun Academy, she doesn't know a single word, and she has such a status, she can enter my room because her ancestors burn incense. Give her the blessing she asks for."

"Everyone understands this. What I said is just the truth. Are you afraid of being heard?"

Eleven pushed Xie Cheng, his expression slightly restrained.

He lowered his head to look at Xie Cheng, sure enough, the breath around him in the wheelchair changed slightly.

Eleven held his breath and heard a chuckle.

The two on the other side of the bush heard it too.

Especially the triumphant voice just now, like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, exploded:

"Who!? Who's over there?"

Xie Cheng leaned there, raised his hand, put his slender hand on his cheek, and said unhurriedly, "What are you afraid of, aren't you telling the truth?"

The voice at the other end paused before someone lifted the branch and walked out from the other end.

Yun Tian raised his hand to wipe off his cold sweat, seeing that it was Xie Cheng, he smiled a little, "I met General Xie."

Sitting in a wheelchair, Xie Cheng raised his head slightly to look at him, his narrow black eyes were deep and deep, and he hooked his hands towards Yun Tian.

The smile on Yuntian's face froze, and he felt a little reluctant, but he still approached and lowered his head slightly.

A hand with sharp knuckles stretched out and grabbed his neck, which was chilly.

Yun Tian stopped breathing.

The boy behind him also suddenly changed his face, and subconsciously screamed: "Master—"

Xie Cheng still had a smile on his face, his black pupils slightly narrowed, and he said unhurriedly, "What are you talking about, tell me the general again."

The boy was so frightened that his face was pale and pale, and he hurried forward, a little at a loss, and said, "General, my son made a mistake, we, we will definitely come to the door with a gift to apologize, general, please don't be angry..."

Xie Cheng maintained that posture without moving, he pinched Yun Tian's neck, his slender and fair fingers tightened slightly, with a half-smile, "Talk, why don't you talk?"

Yun Tian was strangled by him, his face had gradually turned red, he couldn't speak, he could only subconsciously stretch out his hand, wanting to pull Xie Cheng's hand away.

But that hand was made of iron, and it couldn't be pulled away.

Xie Cheng looked at him, his black pupils were covered with a layer of black, and his face was as cold as jade with a smile, but it still made people feel the turbulent cruelty and predation.

Yun Tian was forced to look at him, breathing thinly.

Thank you for this lunatic! He is really going to kill him here!

He is the son of an aristocratic family, how dare he Xie Cheng!