C2 This woman I want her

Han Zi Mo became abnormally quiet. She, who always paid attention to protecting herself, chose to wait and see.

Seeing Han Zi Mo, who had suddenly calmed down, Mu Rong Cheng snorted coldly. He did not think that this woman, who not only dared to slap him, but also shamelessly made such a move, would choose to surrender because of fear.

"General Han, this woman, true body, wants it."

At this moment, the lively hall became completely silent.

Han Zi Mo turned his head to look. In the great hall sat her royal father and the person beside him was her own mother, Gu Yang Xin. When he saw Han Zi Mo's bloodied face in Mu Rong Cheng's embrace, a look of disgust flashed across his face, "Your Lordship, quickly put down this little girl.

Is this my mother?

Seeing the anxious face of Gu Yang Xin, who was rushing over to him, a look of dejection flashed past Han Zi Mo's eyes. Although this woman had nothing to do with her after reincarnated, the bottom of his heart was filled with an indescribable bitterness.

"You don't understand what true body is saying?"

Mu Rong Cheng retreated slightly, avoiding the attentive Gu Yang Xin, and looked at General Han, "This woman, should General Han give it to her or not?"

Han Qing Hao's smile had already stiffened, he was not thinking about the safety of the Han Family's Third Miss, but how to protect his face.

Although the Han family's Third Miss could not even be compared to a servant and was even bullied by the entire General's Estate, she was still his daughter. At this moment, her face was covered in blood as she appeared in the man's embrace, at his birthday banquet.

Just thinking about Mu Rong Cheng's unreasonable methods caused Han Qing Hao's scalp to go numb. Your Lordship, who had the highest talent in the South China, was born with two top-notch rules that shone all the time. This was second to none, and he was also the South China's most beloved nephew.

Perhaps it was these unique conditions that created Mu Rong Cheng's domineering and domineering personality. It was said that a certain prince's son was swallowed up by his dark rules after merely contradicting him once, and no one dared to interfere.

"Father, your daughter came late. Please forgive me."

Following this coquettish voice, a seemingly weak girl walked in. Han Zi Mo squinted his eyes and hid the fierce light that flashed within them.

It was her, the Han Mansion in his memories, the cultivator of the Fire Laws, Han Wei. Although she was only seventeen or eighteen years old, she was already an expert of the third level of the Earth Realm.

"One slap for one hundred points, success in leveling up after killing."

It was too late to think about what the voice in his mind was. Instead, a cunning look flashed past his eyes, as he pretended to be afraid, and shrunk into Mu Rong Cheng's embrace, his hands also tightly grabbing onto Mu Rong Cheng's chest.

Sensing Han Zi Mo's actions, Mu Rong Cheng glanced at him gloomily.

The woman in his arms had been lying on the ground, dying with her face covered in blood. If he hadn't appeared in time, she would have been reduced to a cold corpse.

Sensing the coldness in Mu Rong Cheng's gaze, Han Wei's body trembled slightly. The smile on her face had already stiffened, especially when she saw Han Zi Mo in Mu Rong Cheng's embrace, a look of panic flashed across her face.

"Your Lordship Jin An, Han Wei greets you."

Although he was afraid, Han Wei still pretended to be calm and bent his knees to salute to Mu Rong Cheng. However, this action caused Han Zi Mo's body to slightly tremble, as if he had seen a monster, and he once again shrank into Mu Rong Cheng's embrace.

With true body here, what was this woman afraid of?

A trace of unhappiness flashed across Mu Rong Cheng's heart. It had always been other people who were unhappy, but no one had ever dared to displease the Your Lordship who was so high up in the sky.

"You, come here."

Mu Rong Cheng crooked his finger at Han Wei, and the corner of his mouth hooked up, revealing an evil smile that was enough to charm people's hearts. Han Wei was already infatuated, Your Lordship was calling for me, his heart was beating erratically like a little deer, and he had already jumped over with joy, causing Han Zi Mo's body to tremble even more violently.

"Stupid woman, as a doll of the true body, you should not have any fear in your heart.

Mu Rong Cheng put down the trembling Han Zi Mo, and then patted her back. "Go, beat her to death!"

This scene caused everyone to be stunned. Could you not be so hasty? This was, after all, the residence of a protector general, and this was a birthday banquet, yet you actually wanted to kill the Second Miss of a protector general?

And Han Zi Mo, hearing this, Pikachu, was already drunk.

She timidly glanced at Mu Rong Cheng, then looked at Han Wei. Although she was afraid on the surface, she was actually extremely happy in her heart, one slap for one hundred points, before killing her to level up successfully. Although she did not understand what was going on, her previous self's memories did not contain any information on this voice.

However, her instincts told her that as a trash, she could only rely on that voice to survive in this world.

"Your Lordship, may I ask, what mistake did my daughter commit?"

Han Qing Hao, who was at the side, finally spoke out, speaking carefully for the sake of his two daughters. Han Zi Mo, who was about to rush over to beat them up, lowered his head.

This father was too biased, and just now, she was going to be taken in as a puppet. He did not make a sound, and now, it was only her who wanted to give Han Wei a few slaps, he had impatiently stepped out.

"If true body doesn't like her, it's her fault."

When Mu Rong Cheng's arrogant words came out, everyone could tell what was going on. The entire hall was silent, no? Forget about the South China behind him, with his cultivation, wouldn't he beat them up just because they were unhappy?

But Han Zi Mo didn't know, and was immediately shocked by Mu Rong Cheng's arrogant words. She just blankly stared at the Mu Rong Cheng who seemed to be shining with light.

"If you keep looking, I'll dig out your eyeballs. true body wants you to beat her to death. Do you hear me?"

Sensing Han Zi Mo's gaze, Mu Rong Cheng's tone was ice-cold. However, Han Zi Mo, who was meticulous to his thinking, noticed that this fellow's ears had a tinge of red. Impossible, such a haughty man, just because I looked at him for a little longer, made me blush?

had guessed it right, it was because of her infatuation that his heart had skipped a beat, which was why he was so fiercely trying to cover up his abnormality.

Otherwise, with Mu Rong Cheng's face, every day, how many women would have to dig out their eyeballs to see, they would probably lose half of them in the whole of South China, of course, the other half would never have the chance to see Mu Rong Cheng.