C8 Zhang's Pig Head

The next day, at dawn.

The darkness before the sun rose seemed much darker than at midnight, but at the same time, it was abnormally quiet. Jingqiu was still sleeping, but Coldstring had been trained to the point where he was sweating profusely.

The courtyard of the Half Moon Pavilion was very wide. She ran around the lotus pond in the middle of the courtyard while jumping frogs. Almost all the training she had gone through in her previous life appeared one by one.

There was still a bright red birthmark on her face, but it was a different kind of charm.

"Today, I'm afraid that there will be a good show to watch." The corners of Leng Zhixian's mouth curled up as he looked ahead with a teasing expression. In the face of an unknown danger, he did not show any signs of nervousness, instead, there was even a hint of expectation.

He didn't know if the Zhang family's brainless sisters would spread such heartening news to the entire Fire Cloud Country.

"Dad, it's that fool, ugly bastard. She beat up her daughter to such a state, how will she be able to meet people in the future if she were to call her daughter on that level! Even if I laugh, I will make my daughter laugh to death! "

Zhang Qianqian was crying. Although her face was bruised, it was still swollen like a pig.

Zhang Pei and Zhang Qianqian followed behind Shang Guan, talking nonstop along the way. As expected, Shang Shu's face became more and more unsightly.

Zhang Tong was famous for being protective of his own mistakes, especially when it came to matters with the general's residence. No matter what, he had to go against the general's cold arrogance.

Now that he knew that his daughter had been bullied by the daughter of the general's household, he immediately became furious and aggressively came to find her.

"Leng Ao, quickly hand over Leng Shang Yin!" Zhang Tong's furious and boisterous appearance attracted the attention of the citizens of Fire Cloud City.

Everyone knew that the Zhang Clan and Leng Clan were at fault, but they never expected that they would dare to openly provoke them!

"What's going on?" Why did Mr. Shang brought his daughter here to find that trash Leng Zangxian? "

"Look, look. The Second Miss Shang's arms and neck …" It looked like it was afraid to move! Could it be that you were beaten by that trash? "

"That trash? Haha, Cold Overfly? "Leng Zhixian, you can't even beat a wild cat, how can you beat Zhang Qianqian, the spirit master of our Fire Cloud Country?"

"Otherwise, why would they be so aggressive in seeking out Leng Xian Yin?"

"…"

Rumors started flying everywhere immediately. No matter what the reason was, this person's skills would always spread what had happened today to everyone, and the versions were all different.

"Creak —"

The door to the general's manor was pushed open from the inside. When the guards at the door saw the gloomy face of the general, they couldn't help but shiver in fear that the general would reprimand them for their wrongdoings.

"Yin'er?" You still have the face to look for Yinzi? "Yin'er has always been insulted by all of you, but now you, a buried person, actually personally come to cause trouble for a little girl. Aren't you afraid that people will laugh your teeth off?"

Leng Ao was an honest man. He spoke straightforwardly and did not put on airs. This was what he had gained from the people, especially since he was a General Zhenguo. He was the guardian god of the people.

Not only was it cold and proud, the commoners did not even have the time to react before they were suddenly enlightened and started laughing at him. A man who was pretty old was actually fighting with a little girl? You shamelessly came looking for me.

"You! Icily arrogant! Don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you're a martial general. Do you think that you can casually beat the daughter of a civil servant just because you're the daughter of a great general? You must give my daughter an explanation today! "

As Zhang Tong said that, he lifted Zhang Qianqian's injured arm. The pain made her grimace in pain. The severed finger on her other hand also appeared in front of everyone.

It was clearly just a dislocated object that could be easily reconnected, but they chose not to accept it. They insisted on bringing it here to be displayed before everyone's eyes to accuse the young lady of evil deeds.

"What!?" Leng Xian Yin had actually broken the Spirit Master's arms and fingers! "How is that possible!?" The commoners cried out in alarm, unable to believe that what they saw was the truth.

A piece of trash can beat a Spiritual Master like this? How could such a thing have happened?

"Everyone knows that our sister is a trash that can't cultivate in the Spiritual Martial Force. How could she possibly injure Qian Qian and the rest?" Leng Qingqiu said innocently.

As soon as she spoke, everyone's eyes followed the source of the voice and looked over. She was wearing a light yellow dress with golden footsteps on top of a flying cloud bun. Her delicate oval face was adorned with exquisite decorations, making her look even more enchanting.

Everyone was sighing with emotion. As expected of the famous beauty genius of the Fiery Cloud, her beauty was indeed astonishing!

No one noticed the charred hair behind her elaborate hairdo.

Leng Qingqiu had originally wanted to use this opportunity to gain a favorable impression in front of the people from the general's estate. However, when she heard these words, she discovered that everyone was looking at her with peculiar gazes.