Chapter 1765: White-faced scholar

Seeing the white-faced scholar and his men flying over, the middle-aged man flashed a slap in the eye, and gnawed his teeth: "Miss, you are going. The old slaves will block the beasts if they die!"
"Amber, no!" The girl looked at the middle-aged man and couldn't help but cry.
She knew that the middle-aged man was planning to blew the Yuan Ying to come to delay her time.
However, now the only relatives around her are only Amber, which makes her look at Amber to die.
The white-faced scholar is a folding fan with a steel-shaped hand on his hand. He smiled casually: "Hey, now, you think that you are both master and servant, can you run away?"
The girl, who was called Anling, suddenly and angrily yelled at the scholar, desperately shouting: "Qin Yuanzhi, you don't want to deceive too much! I will not go back with you!"
"啧啧啧~~" Qin Yuanzhi shook his folding fan in his hand, and his smiling face was wretched and mocking. "You look like a sly girl, who doesn't know what your women in Anling's family are, say you guys~ Everything is ~~~, I am lifting you up!"
"You -!!" An Ling's sly face was a burst of red.
Qin Yuanzhi looked at her moving appearance, but couldn't help but step forward and lifted the girl's chin with a fan handle. She said, "This is a cute little face, and even the makeup is crying."
"Why are you suffering this time? I am really like you, this young master, I want you to go home. You are so tired, if you are tired of the entire Anling home, don't blame the young master's heart!"
Anling suddenly became a stiff man, and his eyes were blind and stunned by the wretched man in front of him, but in addition to resentment, this time there was a bit more pleading. "You...you can't move the Anling home..."
"Ha ha ha, this is right!" Qin Yuanzhi laughed with aspirations. "I’m learning from your aunt early, and listening to the words of the young master, don’t you have so much?

Qin Yuanzhi’s words made An Ling’s face suddenly pale, and his body shape stepped back and screamed:
No! No! I don’t want to be like my aunt!

Her aunt was taken away by the Qinglei family 20 years ago. In just over a decade, she was tortured and shaped, not adult. When I was born last month, I was supposed to be a flowery aunt, but ended my life in the most absolute way.
No, she is dead, and she does not want to become an aunt. She becomes a prisoner of the Qinglei family, and finally they are tortured to death.
Suddenly, I shot a palm from An Ling.
This palm with the sound of the whistling of the open air, there is a thunder in the thunder and flashing, and directed toward Qin Yuanzhi.
This kind of punch is to break the mountains and rocks easily.
However, Qin Yuanzhi sneered a little, his face did not have the slightest fear, only scornful ridicule.
I saw a wave of his fan in his hand and slammed into the punch.
I only heard a loud bang, and the infuriating body of the thunder with the thunder was actually shattered.
Then, the squeaky sound of the bones came.
Amber gave a painful mourning, and the fist that had just been shot out fell softly, and his right hand was abolished.
"Amber-!" Anling screamed and wanted to hold the middle-aged man around him.
However, Qin Yuanzhi’s attack is not over yet.
He laughed happily, and the fan in his hand gave a round of enthusiasm.