Son-in-law, your wife ran away again

Ye Zhiqiu climbed to the middle of the mountain, but saw that the front of Teacher Hua's house was barren and there were many weeds.

It seemed that Hua Zhaoying had left this house for some time.

Ye Zhiqiu had a bad premonition in her heart. She walked into Hua Zhaoying's garden, carefully avoiding those flowers, so as not to hurt Teacher Hua's plantation business, which she had poured a lot of hard work on.

"Teacher Hua?" She stood at the cobblestone door and knocked lightly.

No one answered.

Ye Zhiqiu felt something in his heart, and frowned in a panic.

"Master Hua? Master Hua Zhaoying? Where's Xiao Yan?"

No matter who she stood at the door and called by name, it was useless, and there was no answer.

"Strange..." she muttered to herself.

Not long after, she walked out of the garden somewhat disappointed.

The troubled Ye Zhiqiu suddenly had a flash of light in her eyes, and she suddenly recalled her righteous teacher.

The master who is always willing to help her.

Thinking of this, she went back home again.

"The flirt you said... is he still looking for you?"

The Taoist of Zhengdao Academy stroked his gray beard, then sighed.

"This question, I also want to hear Hua Zhaoying's opinion. You said that it's okay to let him go, and restraint seems to be useless. Hua Zhaoying has to think about this. He should have the ability to deal with this kind of person. There is a way."

Master said this, but Ye Zhiqiu could only smile awkwardly.

"But Hua Zhaoying is not here."

Ye Zhiqiu's words made the orthodox Taoist speechless for a moment.

In the end, he could only frown and sigh, and not long after, the orthodox Taoist raised his head in a flash of inspiration.

"Although in the long run, I don't have any good ways to help you solve this problem, but I can find a way to help you vent your anger."

"Oh?"

"Let's see."

Baoqing clutched his injured abdomen, took some medicine and forgot the appearance of Ye Zhiqiu punching him.

At the thought of this, he trembled with fear.

Bo Qing walked his legs with some difficulty. At this moment, he suddenly felt that the light behind him was blocked by someone.

Baoqing suddenly felt her scalp go numb, and it seemed that there were a few hotter eyes burning the back of her neck behind her.

"It's fickle, isn't it?"

The man's vigorous and powerful voice aroused a ruthless desire to escape.

He subconsciously ran away, but unfortunately his clothes were still grabbed by someone, and his whole body was lifted up by the man behind him like a light doll.

"No, no, you've got the wrong person!"

He said hastily.

And those big guys didn't want to pay attention to him at all.

"I want you to know what it means to not mess with people who shouldn't be messed with!"

As soon as the words fell, a fist the size of a sandbag hit Feiqing's face, and he felt blurred and dizzy.

Before long, he lost all consciousness.

When the man woke up again, he felt that he couldn't move his hands and feet. After he saw his situation clearly with the light from the window, he couldn't help but close his eyes again.

Is this a dream?The man thought.

Boqing's inner panic prompted him to shout: "Help! Help! Is there anyone!"

But in the empty secret room, he was the only voice.

No matter how he shouted, no one answered him.

It's like being abandoned here.

It will make the heavens not work, and the earth and the earth will not work.

Bo Qing angrily raised his foot and kicked his stool, his face full of helplessness.