Chapter 963: Authentic Mu Ling (9)

Chapter 963, Mulling (9)
"it is good."
Mu Qing’s face was smiling with a smile on his face. When he looked at Mu Qing’s face, his eyes sank and his voice was cold:
Brother, I thought that you would put your father in your heart no matter what, I never expect you to give up her for the sake of the old man, but she has done so many wrong things, you have to maintain her, this is really chilling."
Not to mention that Chen Lizhen is not intentional, as long as she did, then she made a mistake.
And Mu Ling, forever indiscriminate, even his biological father does not care, just to stand next to Chen Lizhen.
Muling’s heart also has a stomach resentment.
The contempt is indeed wrong, he also blamed her, but she has been punished and willing.
People can not escape from doing wrong?
As long as she is not deliberate, and her attitude of admitting is very good, why not hold it?
This time, Mu Ling also understood why Mu Qingyu was so angry.
Mu Qing 胤 不 不 就 就 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤 胤
He can usually blame the blame for contempt, but this time, he did not say those words.
It’s just a matter of going to the sleeves and walking outside the court.
Leave a back of grievance and loneliness.
Muling did not violate the Southern Strings, but he was so angry that he was so angry that he was even irritated.
This made Su Yi a clean.
"Remember to pull everything out, burn it again, and all the trees are cut," the wind stretched lazily. "I am a little tired, wait for me to rest, then continue to find those. People's troubles."
She chose to live in Mujia, and some people are doomed to be peaceful!
When Mu Ling walked out of the yard, he saw the group of people pressing Chen squatting on the ground, and the long rattan fell on her back.
Suddenly, Mu Ling’s eyes were red, and his body shape had already reached the front of a man.
He looked pale and banged, and he took the man out of the air and grabbed the rattan with his thorns in his hand.
"The wind is like a stick, who is letting you hit her with this kind of thing?"
Don't look at the rattan is much softer than the stick, but the rattan strip has a barb, and each whip will make Chen lightly shed blood.
No wonder she will be so miserable.
The next person was scared, and the promise of Nono: "Yes... it was the father who just sent it, let us beat her with this thing."
father! ! !
Muling died in the hands of the rattan, the eyes of the spurt of the flames, the heart is like being pinched by the hand, he almost suffocated.
why……
Why is the father so contemptuous?
This incident is scornful and deceived. She has been taking care of her father for so many years. Isn’t it enough to eliminate her sin?
"Less... little master..." The next man swallowed hard, "The Nanxian son came out."
Muling’s body was stiff and his hands were shaking.
"Ling Ge, I... I'm fine, cough," Chen said, coughing out two blood, tears covering his face. "The old man didn't like me. He is normal to me. Please beg me. After the two hundred whip, this will make my heart feel better."
The guilty her eyes are so obvious, with deep pain.
Muling understands that if he wants to stop, Chen’s ignorance is not as simple as two hundred lashes.
So, even if he is distressed, in anger, he still gives the rattan to the next person.
(End of this chapter)