Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

When she scolded Mo Qing Feng, Mo Qing Feng was as shadowy as the wind, holding a sharp thin knife around her neck, her mouth smiled with a shady smile, her eyes frozen, "Now that you like to hang the bitch in your mouth, I'll be all yours. ”

“Mo Ching Feng, what are you doing?” Mo Zishan's face changed dramatically, his anger staring at Mo Qingfeng loudly.

What's she gonna do? Just look down and you'll see. She came here today to avenge her sister and her mother. She was not a drag and tear person, and her determination was even harsher when the killer showed up last night.

To deal with a woman like Zhang Guilan, who has so many conspiracies and so many thoughts, must be harsher and more cruel than her!

Mo Qing Feng stood up, and the elegant and quick movement was like a knife dancing, while Zhang Guilan's terrific scream rang, sounding all over the sky.

“Mo Qingfeng, you... you...” Mo Qingfeng saw her mother's face was ruined, angry and angry, but she didn't dare to go forward to stop her. She had to yell for help, but everyone around her was kicked out by Mo Qingfeng. If she did this, who dared to move forward?

They haven't even seen how Mo Qingfeng did it yet, and she kicked people out of line, and she was holding a knife and holding Zhang Guilan, which didn't affect her speed.

Is it true that the one in the veil in front of you is the cowardly, incompetent Miss Seven?

Until after writing the word "bitch” on Zhang Guilan's face, Mo Qingfeng did not throw Zhang Guilan to Mo Zishan.

Zhang Guilan was sore and shivering. His face was bloody at this time. He couldn't tell the horror. “Mo Qingfeng, dare you do this to me... you will be repaid! ”

“When you let someone break my sister's face, you should have thought that you would have one day. What happened to you today is your retribution.” Mo Qingfeng coldly said, spreading an appalling cold, her words just finished, Zhang Guilan's bridesmaid Li Xiaoju's face suddenly grew pale and her body kept shaking.

“You, you're talking nonsense!” Zhang Guilan shouted in panic, "She is a majestic lady in the palace. Can you let this little bitch destroy her wits? If they knew what she was doing, wouldn't she be a heartbroken woman in their hearts?

Mo Qing's wind shadowed like wind, immediately came to Li Xiaoju to stand in front of him and smiled with a cold smile. That smile was like pushing Li Xiaoju to hell step by step.

Li Xiaoju was frightened by the soft hair on his legs. He backed away and looked pale as paper. “The slaves don't know... the slaves don't know anything...”

She stepped back, Mo Qingfeng went further, “How much do you know, Auntie Ben is not interested at all, I just want you to try to get the pain of someone cutting your face with a sharp sharp sharp sharp knife, I just wrote the word" bitch "on Zhang Guilan's face, do you want me to write the same two words on your beautiful face, or something else? ”

“Ah... don't... don't...” Li Xiaoju fell to the floor, scared his hands over his face and screamed.

“Afraid?” Mo Qingfeng squatted down in front of her and squeezed her chin, "Your face is far less than my sister's, and it's no shame that it's ruined. ”

“Don't... Miss Qi, spare the slaves! Back then... the slaves had to do that too, it was... the madam who forced the slaves to do it...”

In the face of death, the harsh-hearted people will also be scared, Mo Qingfeng's fright made her feel close to death, she had to tell her everything Zhang Guilan had forced her to do before.

“Also... there is a Third Lady, she is not Miss Qi you died... she is... Her Ladyship is jealous that Third Ladyship is spoiled by the Master. On the night of Miss San Lady's life, she bought a steady wife... so..."

“Kikuchi, what are you talking about?” Zhang Guilan had a bloody face. She struggled in the arms of Mo Zishan to stop Li Xiaoju from continuing, but the pain on her face and the anger in her heart made her limbs weak and she couldn't climb.

“The slaves are not talking nonsense... really not!” Li Xiaoju shook her head desperately, and her words were true.

“Of course I know you're not lying. I saw you rip my sister's face with a knife. How dare you?” Mo Qingfeng coldly said, her face is gloomy and scary. Zhang Guilan, Zhang Guilan, you vicious woman, what's wrong with her mother's kiss? Want to kill her? What's wrong with her sister? To ruin her face?

Zhang Guilan, who was still holding a glimmer of hope, heard Mo Qingfeng, her body was paralyzed, a sudden fear poured into her heart, she looked at Mo Qingfeng in horror, at the time only she and Li Xiaoju were in the house, I didn't think she would see this scene, and she could stand it for so long, now she can say, how horrible is this little bitch?

“I dare not... the slave dare not talk...” Li Xiaoju looked at Mo Qingfeng in awe, that look was like asking Mo Qingfeng, she told the truth, can you spare her life?

“Just as easy as you are to betray your master's maid.” Mo Qing's eyes were cold, his hands stood up and fell. The sharp knife raw cut Li Xiaoju's face. Li Xiaoju screamed in pain and passed out.

“Useless stuff, my sister didn't faint when you cut her like that, I just cut a few knives and you fainted.” Mo Qingfeng threw the knife away at will, pulled out the blood from the handkerchief and wiped it clean. He scornfully swept Li Xiaoju, who fainted.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Guilan's face twitched in her limbs, and her hatred for Mo Qingfeng turned into a fear. Suddenly, she felt that Mo Qingfeng was the devil, the devil who came back to avenge her!

Mo Zishan instantly fell and sat on the floor. She had a bad feeling that the next thing to ruin her face was herself!

Seeing Li Xiaoju's fine face waving a few swords in the Mo Qing wind, he turned into a striking flesh, thinking that his face would become like that, Mo Zishan would rather die than be destroyed like that.

Mo Qingfeng walked slowly towards Mo Zishan with a slight cold smile. Although the veil covered her with a deadly cold smile, they could still see from her a frightening chill, like a ghost crawling out of hell to life. As she approached, Mo Zishan became more and more frightened, her beautiful face could not see a trace of blood, miserable white.

“Mo Chingfeng, don't mess around! Don't mess around!” The pain made Zhang Guilan feel scared. She walked like a ghost. She was very conscious. She stopped her baby daughter behind her back to protect her. She stared at the Mo Qingfeng in horror and anger. Her face had been destroyed, and her daughter's face could not be destroyed! If their daughters' faces were ruined, would their mothers and daughters still have a place in the house? Mother's credentials are expensive, even if her face is ruined, for her daughter's sake, Master Mo will not rest her.