Chapter 1680: My granddaughter, who dares to bully!

Chapter 1680 My granddaughter, who dares to bully!
After hearing this, Xiaoshen refused to flash, and even if the black sword hit him on his head again, he could not even feel the pain, and looked at Duan Qiong with that strange look.
"What do you mean, if you are a person of your Laozi, you can never go?"
Duan Qiong’s angry look back, "You shut up!"
The little soul sneered, his voice seemed very clear on the quiet hall.
"Because it is the hand of your old man, can you forgive him? Hehe... Just like you, how did you let her look at it? The eyes are very strange!"
The wind is as horrible as the face is gloomy.
It seems that this family is not a really good person for Xiaoya...
"Xiao Ya," the wind did not look at Duan Qiong from beginning to end. She turned her eyes to Xiaoya. "I only ask you, for him... can you completely let go?"
Xiaoya was slightly stiff, and she looked at Duan Qiong’s handsome face.
Her lips were smiling and she nodded slightly.
She has thoroughly understood the resentment and hatred of the past.
Since then, Duan Qiong is just a stranger to her.
"Okay," the wind tended to scream at the little soul. "Look at the old man, don't let him get up."
Dropping this, she has slowly walked toward Duan Qiong.
Duan Qiong saw this domineering woman. He seemed to understand that she was coming to take away Xiaoya. Therefore, the look of the face could not help but bring an anxiety.
"I am really sincere to Xiaoya."
"sincere?"
The wind screamed and screamed, and Duan Qiongfei flew out.
"You are sincere to her, can there be a windy dress? If you are true to her, you will tolerate others to hurt her like this."
Duan Qiong was turned to the ground by this ankle, spurting a blood, his face pale, his eyes slightly panicked through the wind and fell on Xiaoya's body.
"Ya, sorry..."
This sound is full of real apologies, but he is even more afraid of losing her forever.
Xiaoya pulled the sleeves under the wind with her hand, and her eyes shone brighter than the stars.
"What do you mean..." The wind turned to look at Xiaoya. "Let me keep Duan Qiong's life?"
Xiaoya nodded.
She has no thoughts on the Duanjia, and she does not even continue to like Duan Qiong.
But that year... that dark time was spent by Duan Qiong with her, and he gave her light.
Even though Duan Qiong hurt her, she always understood that the person who chased her was not Duan Qiong.
She has no way to forgive the Duan, for Duan Qiong... She still hopes that he can live.
Live with the shackles of their mother and daughter!
Even if he is half-length, he is better than him.
"Mute girl," the little soul was a little angry. "Why do you want the Nine Emperors to let him go? Such a scum man should be squandered!"
The wind is like a cold, squinting at the little soul: "Listen to your words, it’s hard for the scum male to hate it. You have been hurt by the scum man?"
"Fart!" The little soul angered, "I am a man, how can I meet the scum? I just hugged this little girl!"
"Oh," the wind sneered, ignoring the little soul, her domineering gaze once again overlooking Duan Qiong. "I came here for Xiaoya. She didn't want me to kill you. I will leave you a life." I will not let go of other people in Duanjia, right, I am so windy, if you want to avenge the Duanjia, even if you come to me, I will accompany you!"
(End of this chapter)