Chapter 111.2 - Resurrection medicine (Part 2) (1/2)

Chapter 111: Resurrection medicine (Part 2)

Su Zimo sarcastically said while standing on the side. It might be because Mu Yunxuan knew that she was afraid of the dark, so he deliberately let people hang rows of lanterns on the road, which made the area as bright as day time. Su Zimo’s heart couldn’t help but feel emotional. But when she looked up, her heart was still beating like a drum.

“Wife, isn’t it good that someone always thinks of me?”

Mu Yunxuan smiled triumphantly and confidently. Even at night, his brilliant smile was still s.h.i.+ning. And under the candlelight, it looked even more stunning.

Mu Yunxuan’s black eyes looked at the black-clothed masked man opposite, but those eyes were full of killing intent. These b.a.s.t.a.r.ds always appeared when they shouldn’t appear, destroying the opportunity for him and his wife to be alone. He will make sure none of them would leave.

“Qing Feng.”

Mu Yunxuan emotionlessly.

Qing Feng appeared like a ghost.

Making dozens of black-masked men stared dumbfoundedly.

This person was just around, but they didn’t find his tracks long ago.

“Master.”

Qing Feng shouted respectfully.

“Do it fast, don’t startle the madam.”

“Yes, Master.”

Qing Feng turned around and waved his hand into the air.

Zi Mo, Jin Cheng, and Mu Yunhan also appeared with a group of guards.

“Kill!” Mu Yunxuan gently spat out the word ‘kill’ in his s.e.xy thin lips.

But it makes people feel that death was imminent.

All of a sudden, people pulled out their swords and started fighting. Each of these men was a master with profound energy. They condensed their energy in their sword, making people looked in a daze.

Especially Qing Feng, Zi Mo, Jin Cheng, and Mu Yunhan, their movements were skillful, ruthless, and accurate. From time to time, there were sounds of the black-clothed masked men falling to the ground and dying.

“Wow! Father, it’s always lively in your place at night.”

Su Qi’s small face was filled with a smile as he flew down. Su Li also flew down beside Mu Yunxuan and Su Zimo.

Mu Yunxuan was about to answer, suddenly a cold voice pa.s.sed through her ears.

“Qi’er, how did you know it’s always so lively here?”

Su Zimo squinted her eyes and asked coldly. If Su Qi will not tell her the truth, she will not let him go.

Su Qi’s heart shook when he was stared at by those eyes.

His jewel-like eyes on the small jade face dimmed instantly.

He looked at Su Zimo and slyly smiled.

“Mother, I am just talking casually.”

“Then can you tell your mother, what is going on with Ling Qiushui’s face?”