The General’s Little Peasant Wife

Chapter 1971: Broken an arm

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Ning Mengyao and his wife looked over at the same time and saw a pale old man holding Qiao Mofeng's neck. From that look, there was no possibility of Qiao Mofeng escaping.

"Ha, kidnapping a junior? The Xiao family are really capable." Ning Mengyao said coldly.

"What? Don't you care about this son?" The old man ignored Ning Mengyao's words and said directly.

Ning Mengyao tapped her cheek, and then said: "Lightning, come here."

Lightning seemed a little unwilling and bit the man's hand off when he let go.

Although Ning Mengyao had no expression on her face, she felt in her heart that Lightning had done a really good job, and she wanted this kind of effect.

"Ning Mengyao, you..."

"Well? Didn't Lightning let go of the person? Although he said something, there is nothing wrong with it, right? After all, there are a lot of weird things in your Xiao family. If you want to Once the person's arm is restored, there should be no problem at all." Ning Mengyao said with a smile.

The old man's eyes turned cold and he suddenly laughed. When he was about to take action, Qiao Tianchang took action at the same time. In the blink of an eye, he was in front of the two of them, reaching out to grab the Xiao family's hand that was around Qiao Mofeng's neck. .

"Feng'er hide away."

"Okay." Qiao Mofeng broke away from the old man's hand and walked to the edge.

Qiao Mofeng reached out and touched his neck with a cold expression on his face. Do these people really think he is so easy to bully? Then he wanted to see what would happen to this old man in the end.

"What did you do?" Ning Mengyao suddenly asked beside Qiao Mofeng.

The sudden voice startled Qiao Mofeng: "Mom, can you tell me in advance? It's very scary, okay?"

Ning Mengyao thought for a moment and then shook her head decisively: "No."

"Mother..."

"Okay, tell me quickly, what have you done? Don't tell me that you haven't done anything." Ning Mengyao directly blocked Qiao Mofeng's escape.

Qiao Mofeng looked at Ning Mengyao speechlessly. Why is his mother so... domineering

"I'm just domineering, do you have any objection?" Ning Mengyao squinted at Qiao Mofeng and gave him a look.

"No, I didn't do anything, I just used poison." Since this person can sneak attack, it doesn't mean that he can't use poison, right

And he had already sworn at that time that no matter what, he would never let the same thing happen again. Even if there was an accident and he was injured, he would make the other party pay the price.

Ning Mengyao nodded with satisfaction, reached out and patted Qiao Mofeng on the shoulder, and said with great satisfaction: "Well done."

Qiao Mo Feng looked at Ning Mengyao blankly, and said with some surprise: "Mom, I have poisoned someone."

"Of course I know, but why hasn't he responded yet?" Ning Mengyao said, touching her chin.

"It's coming soon. The more he uses his inner strength, the faster the poison will be released." Qiao Mofeng said nonchalantly.

Ning Mengyao was immediately satisfied, and the old man had already discovered that there was something wrong with his body.

"You actually poisoned me," the old man said angrily.

"Don't you know that my son is a doctor?" Ning Mengyao said with a half-smile.

These people are really interesting. It's really ridiculous that they would ask such a question.

"Damn it." He forgot about those people around Ning Mengyao.

Qiao Tianchang looked at the man who was touching his big hole, and the smile on his face became even more mocking. He was really stupid.

"Don't waste your efforts. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you. If you click on your own medicine, the poison will spread faster, and what's more, it will be poisonous soon." Qiao Mofeng saw that the old man had already When he was about to force out the poison, he spoke.

Ning Mengyao couldn't help laughing. Why didn't she know that Qiao Mofeng had such a side

"It's enough for you to know what Feng'er said. You don't need to say it out loud. Look, I'm so angry that I'm making him vomit blood." Ning Mengyao said with a click of her tongue.

Qiao Mofeng nodded obediently: "Mom, I remember it, but I think it's not my problem, it's probably his own tolerance that is too poor, and he was so angry that he vomited blood like this. It's not okay, it's really not okay. ”