Chapter 353 (2/2)

Well, the red rope was broken by violence. This man is at least Yuan Ying's cultivation.

Well, she can at least get rid of the suspicion. With a sigh of relief, Yan Qingyang walked to the red powder on the ground, pointed to it and said, ”aunt, please have a look!”

The middle-aged woman went over, picked up a little red powder with her hand, and nodded: ”this is the material on the nine cherry red rope. What does it mean?”

”Aunt, do you think I can break the red rope with my accomplishments? This powder shows that the red rope was torn by force! It can't be me Yan Qingyang Lang Lang said.

The middle-aged nun nodded, stood up, and looked at Mo hang and the gorgeous nun.

”When I was there, Mo hang was there. Do you think he can't find out if I break the red rope?” The lady in Chinese dress said calmly.

The middle-aged nun turned her eyes to Mo hang.

Mo hang pointed to his nose: ”me? You doubt me? I don't know what glass bottles are, and I haven't seen them. OK! Eh, no, it seems that when I looked at jiuying's collar, I did find a small piece of red rope... ”

Mo hang pondered for a while and said, his eyes turned to Feng jiuying's neckline again.

”Color embryo!” Phoenix nine Ying again scolded a, tightly covered collar, hate hate of looking at Mo hang.

”Who can prove it?” Yan Qingyang at this time said a quiet.

”You...” Mo hang glared at Yan Qingyang fiercely and raised his head haughtily, ”I don't have any magic weapon in my mo family. Can I see a small glass bottle?”

”I'm not sure. Maybe you've heard some rumors?” Yan Qingyang continued.

The middle-aged woman Xiuyi frowns. It's true that there is a rumor that Feng jiuying's little lover is in the glass bottle in the Lord's mansion. Is it because Mo hang hears this and sees that Feng jiuying ignores herself, so he's jealous and steals the glass bottle?

Now, all the doubts point to mohang.

As for what Mo hang said when he saw the red rope before, it seemed to others that he wanted to cover it up. In addition to Mo Hang's character, no one could believe him.

The middle-aged nun silently looks at Mo hang, Yan Qingyang and the nun in Huafu. Her eyes are on Yan Qingyang and the nun in Huafu. The nun in Huafu, the wife of the city leader, once coveted fengjiuying's glass bottle.

And Yan Qingyang also went to Feng jiuying's room yesterday and searched for something. Just now they both aimed at Mo hang. It's very likely that Yan Qingyang was sent by Mrs. Feng. The middle-aged nun's face sank. She looked at Mo hang and Mrs. Feng. She couldn't move now, but Yan Qingyang... Ha ha“ Well, most Shao Lord, madam Feng, now that the city Lord is not here, I dare not make the decision. I'll ask the city Lord to deal with this matter as soon as possible. These days, you two can't go out of the house, OK Said the middle-aged nun, looking anxiously at Mrs. Feng. She is most afraid that this Phoenix madam does not agree, this is the city Lord madam, the city Lord dotes on her very much, oneself can not dare to provoke. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Feng nodded and said softly, ”no problem!”“ I have no problem. I'm going to ask the Lord to come back and do justice for me! ” Said Mo hang“ Well, you two, please come back, somebody The middle-aged nun yelled, and two guards of the middle period of foundation construction came over“ ”Put her...” the middle-aged female Xiuyi pointed to Yan Qingyang and said coldly, ”put her in jail for me!” Yan Qingyang looks up in surprise. Is that right? Among the three, her suspicion was cleared, but the middle-aged nun asked the two to have a good rest, but she had to lock herself up“ Aunt, it's none of Ying Jiang's business. She keeps pulling the red rope! ” Feng jiuying said quickly“ Hehe, maybe she went to call her partner? ” The middle-aged female cultivates meaning to have to point to, aimed a breeze madam, say. She just wants to deal with Yan Qingyang in front of Mrs. Feng. Mrs. Feng doesn't dare to move. Isn't Yan Qingyang afraid? Even if Yan Qingyang is not Mrs. Feng's accomplice, it doesn't matter if she handles it wrong. It's just a small friar who has no foundation! Yan Qingyang instantly understood that this is the persimmon to pick up the soft pinch ah!