Chapter 2072 (1/2)

The movement in the wing room is not small. It has already attracted people's attention. However, the restaurant is full of dignitaries. The shopkeeper doesn't dare to ask. At the moment, Qin ya, who is in a mess, comes out in a panic. All of them are eating in the wing room, and all the people who gather together are out of the room to watch the excitement.

Qin ya just found the shopkeeper and was about to lead someone in to help Mo Shanghua out. Yan Beicheng didn't walk out of one of the boxes. Seeing her like this, she quickly asked, ”Qin ya, how can you be here? What are you doing in a hurry?”

As soon as Qin Ya saw that the visitor was Yan Beicheng, Yan Moli and others were standing beside him. His heart jumped. He went straight up to his knees and said with dim tears: ”prince, I can't tell you more. Miss Liu is crazy and wants to take the life of the princess!”

In a word, everyone's face changed. Even Yan Mo Li's face, who wanted to be happy and angry, suddenly changed.

Yanbei city is the most flustered one. At the moment, he doesn't care whether he wants to make a play for others. Almost instantly, he pulls Qin ya up from the ground. His eyes are cold and panic, ”where is it?”

Yan Beicheng was so powerful that Qin Ya almost couldn't stand steadily, and she couldn't care much. She quickly stabilized herself and led the way.

At that time, Mo Shanghua was covering her right arm to dodge, and there was some blood between her fingers. It was bright red and dazzling. Yan Beicheng felt a sudden pain.

At the moment, I don't care much about it. I hurry up and pull the flowers to my back. Yan Moli, who is also gloomy, asks people to come forward and hold Liu Qianqian.

Liu Qianqian doesn't know what's wrong with her. She doesn't care who comes up to stop her. She waves all the broken porcelain. The people who come forward have no choice but to knock her out temporarily.

Yan Beicheng turned his head.

Mo Shanghua's face was slightly white at this time, and the blood in his fingers was still pouring out. Yan Beicheng felt great pain in his heart, as if he had hurt himself.