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    A man in plain clothes kept looking in the direction of Yu Qingjia. The middle-aged woman beside him pinched him hard and glared: "Don't meddle in things, stop looking."

    They run a small business in the city, have some savings, and live a decent life among their neighbors.  The woman is extremely proud of her family. Today she brought her husband to offer incense, just to ask the Bodhisattva to give her a son, so that in two years she can add a fat boy to the family.  A woman who is proud of herself and uses herself to judge others feels that others are thinking about her husband every day. When she looks at any woman on the street, she feels that the other woman has evil intentions and wants to seduce her husband.  The husband frequently looked in the direction of Yu Qingjia. The woman curled her lips and grabbed her husband's arm, trying to get his attention back: "Don't look at her. Although she is good-looking, who knows who she is? This  There are not many young ladies from aristocratic families in this world who are down and out. Don¡¯t draw out your sword to help when there is any injustice, and end up bringing back a freeloading parasite to our family.¡±

    "But this lady has outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament. She looks like a noble daughter from a big family. She encountered an earthquake and was bullied by local gangsters. How could we not save her?"

    The woman curled her lips even more when she heard these words, and clasped her husband's arm tightly in her hand: "You have only met her a few times, and now you are saying good things to her? She has no connection with us. We rescued her, but she was killed by that evil man."  What should I do if I remember? Mind your own business and ignore others without looking at them. Besides, who knows if she is a lady from an aristocratic family. Nowadays, some promiscuous women deliberately pretend to be ladies from everyone"

    Although the woman¡¯s words are unpleasant, they are right.  There were many people blocked by falling rocks, but now everyone lowered their heads and pretended that they could not hear or see.  What's more, people with good intentions will raise their ears and deliberately listen to the sounds in that direction.  Before the woman could finish her words, she suddenly heard a shout from Bearded Beard, and the pain in the voice shocked the onlookers.  The woman was startled by such a sound, and her generous body immediately shrank back subconsciously, letting her husband stand in front of her.  When he heard that everything seemed to be alright behind him, he flinched and opened his eyes and looked behind him.

    Black clouds piled up, dangerous and magnificent. A young man in black stood on the broken rock, holding a crossbow in one hand.  He was dressed in black and his brilliance was restrained. What was particularly shocking was that his face was covered with a silver mask with iron fangs.

    This young man in black seemed to fall from the sky. Everyone looked at him blankly, not knowing how to react.  He put away his arrow in the eyes of everyone, held the stone with one hand, and jumped down lightly.  His sleeves were not as wide as ordinary clothes, but narrow sleeves tied around his waist. When he jumped from the stone, he outlined his straight back, tight waist, and slender and powerful limbs.

    The woman who just now regarded her man as her treasure was completely stunned. She stared blankly at the young man in black who fell from the sky. She saw her short-built, square-faced husband from the corner of her eye, and she suddenly felt uncomfortable.  The bearded man who was so arrogant not long ago fell to the ground with his hands covered, blood pouring from his wrists.  The bearded man also realized that something was wrong. He wanted to pull Yu Qingjia over to be a hostage. However, just as he stretched out his hand, the young man in black raised his hand again in everyone's sight and flew out an arrow without hesitation.  The arrow pierced the ground with a clang, and the bearded man was knocked to the ground by the force of the arrow, falling to the ground and wailing.

    This arrow has no scruples, and even a common woman who has never seen the world can feel the murderous intent in it.  The woman couldn't help but shuddered when she saw the gorgeous and sharp young man glanced coldly at the beard, walked quickly to a woman, and held her shoulders nervously and restrainedly: "Jiajia."

    Yu Qingjia was still in shock. She smelled a familiar cold smell on the tip of her nose. Her eyes suddenly became sore and tears fell uncontrollably.  She turned around and hugged the other person's neck regardless of the pain, hugging the person behind her tightly: "Fox!"

    Murong Yan still had one hand on his, and when Yu Qingjia rushed towards him, he almost used all his strength to restrain himself.  Murong Yan's fingers curled and straightened several times, and finally they wrapped around Yu Qingjia's waist and slowly tightened: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

    "Yes." Yu Qingjia nodded while crying, her forehead resting on the side of Murong Yan's face, her face buried in his neck and she shed tears freely.  The touch on his forehead was cold and hard, and he put on the silver mask from last time. It was obviously a cold metal, but Yu Qingjia felt extremely warm and safe leaning against it.

    Murong Yan half-hugged Yu Qingjia, trying to help her stand up first.  Yu Qingjia bruised her arm when she fell down. When she got up, she accidentally rubbed her arm. Yu Qingjia winced in pain and quickly held back.  However, her change was still noticed by Murong Yan. Murong Yan opened her sleeves with a sullen face. The originally slender and white wrists were now highly swollen, with bruises on them that were intertwined with green and red. Compared with Yu Qingjia's original skin color, it was extremely ferocious.

    Yu Qingjia was afraid that he would worry, so she quickly tugged on his sleeve and said, "Fox, I didn'tSeriously, other men felt the same when they saw this scene, and couldn't help but say: "Nothing happened, how can you ruin someone's life like this? Now the mountain road is blocked, and he is losing blood and there is no time to treat him. I'm afraid he will lose his life."  Can¡¯t keep it.¡±

    After the man finished speaking, he sighed. The others had just witnessed an extremely horrifying and bloody scene, and their fear of Murong Yan was far more than that of the beard. The beard that was so vicious and evil just now suddenly became a fear in their eyes.  A weak person who needs sympathy.  Many people showed sympathy and were dissatisfied with Murong Yan's tyranny.

    Murong Yan was not angry either. He turned around and asked softly: "Who said that just now?"

    Everyone immediately fell silent. Murong Yan had extraordinary eyesight. His eyes swept over everyone and he quickly judged it from their expressions.  He threw away the blood-stained handkerchief, held the knife, and slowly walked towards the man who just spoke.

    The man panicked and tried his best to hide in the crowd.  The man dragged his family to bring some incense. His wife was so frightened that she turned pale and cried for help. Their young son suddenly bent down and picked up a stone and threw it at Murong Yan: "Get away, you bastard."  monster!"

    The child¡¯s strength was limited, so the stone only bounced to Murong Yan¡¯s feet and stopped. However, Murong Yan¡¯s steps did not continue.  Although Murong Yan has no empathy, he strictly abides by the rules of the Xianbei people and does not kill women, children and children.  He thought of what the child said just now, monster.

    "Yes, even if he has royal status, a thousand hectares of land in Langya, and a talent that most people in the world can't touch in their lifetime, it can't change this fact.  He is a monster, a monster who likes to kill and destroy, and who carries an unknown evil in his bones.

    Seeing that Murong Yan didn't hide, the boy immediately became more confident and started to pick up rocks and throw them at her, while also scolding him.  Gradually, the onlookers became more worried, and they also whispered in support, accusing Murong Yan of being cruel and bloody and not a normal person.

    Yu Qingjia had her eyes closed. She was very angry when she heard the man say sarcastic words. When she later heard the child's innocent and vicious shouting, Yu Qingjia couldn't bear it anymore and opened her eyes quickly.

    The vixen is cold-blooded and ruthless, and it is true that he used very cruel methods to mutilate his beard, but shouldn¡¯t he have a beard?  She knew that something was wrong with Murong Yan's mentality. He was paranoid, cruel, ruthless, and would lose control when he smelled blood.  He is a devil in the eyes of others, but he has always been her hero.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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