Lan Yu thought of the face that made her jealous and crazy, and her expression suddenly became extremely ugly, "It's just a Star Flow Slave!!"
"But her charming and seductive appearance would make a man, even a woman like me, fall in love with her. Maybe even my brother would be attracted to her!"
Upon hearing that Huangfu Yi might be attracted to a Xingliu slave, Lan Yu's eyes flashed with deep jealousy and murderous intent.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Don't worry, Sister Huangfu. Even if it's for the marriage between the Sun family and the Lan family, I won't let that slave girl marry with me!"
He is just a Xingliu slave. It is easy for her to kill him!
Seeing the murderous intent in Lan Yu's eyes, Huangfu Ling's depression finally dissipated. When he returned to the room, the smile on his face became exceptionally peaceful.
Lan Li was anxious to take Xi Yue back to see if she was injured, so when she saw Xi Yue had filled her stomach, she got up and left.
Sun Aochen's mind and eyes were now filled with this ragged but stunningly beautiful Xing Liu slave, and he wished he could tie him up and take him back immediately.
But seeing the look in Huangfu Ling's eyes, he had no choice but to endure it.
Thinking that he could only have this stunning beauty if he married Lan Li, Sun Aochen, despite looking down on the dry little girl, still acted like a love saint, approached Lan Li, held her hand, and said affectionately: "Xiao Li, wait for me, I will propose to the Lan family when I go back, and marry you as soon as possible!"
"Let go!" Xiaoli felt sick when she saw the man and tried to break free from his hand, but Sun Aochen's cultivation was much higher than hers and he was a man, so how could she break free
But Sun Aochen thought she was playing hard to get, and instead he touched her fair and tender little hand in an obscene way, making Xiaoli feel humiliated and almost crying.
Xi Yue, who was standing aside, looked at the little girl with tears in her eyes and angry expression. Her memory was still fuzzy, but for some reason, a cold murderous intent surged in her heart.
Xiaoli struggled hard to break free from Sun Aochen and left with Xi Yue. Sun Aochen could no longer see that stunning face, so he turned to Huangfu Ling and kept telling her, "Cousin, please be careful when you walk."
Just as the three of them were slowly walking down the stairs, Sun Aochen suddenly felt a pain in his knee for some reason, and he staggered forward.
He wanted to mobilize his spiritual power to fly into the air, but for a moment, he found that his spiritual power was restrained.
There was a series of clanging sounds, and everyone in the tavern forgot to look over there.
Seeing the scene of Sun Aochen rolling down the stairs, everyone burst into laughter.
You know, most of the monks in the Divine Realm have extremely long lifespans, and they always get a little bored after living for a long time.
Therefore, apart from seclusion and experience, people generally enjoy the life of ordinary people.
Therefore, on ordinary days, these monks seldom use their spiritual power to fly or teleport.
But even if he rarely used it, he was a monk after all, so how could he tumble down the stairs in such a miserable state
Sun Aochen was unable to use his spiritual power. For a moment he just felt pain all over his body.
What made him even more unbearable was the laughter coming from all around him.
Although many people did not dare to laugh openly after seeing that he was the eldest son of the Sun family, the whispered and suppressed laughter still reached his ears.
Sun Aochen was so angry that he almost went crazy. He actually made such a fool of himself in front of his cousin, fiancé and the beautiful Xing Liunu. (To be continued)