The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 1394 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (182)

Jiuye was fine, with a smile on his face: "Young Master Nangong, why do you do this? Get up, let's go back."

Nangong didn't want to go to see Jiuye because he was not sick, and he looked at Lianmo again, the look in Lianmo's eyes was really pitiful.

"No illness, don't cry, don't be sad..." Lian Mo said.

Perhaps, Lian Mo was too gentle towards Nangong Wubing, so Nangong Wubing could continue to be in front of Lian Mo, and so on.

If Lian Mo was very unfeeling towards Nangong Wubing and not gentle at all, maybe Nangong Wubing would give up on Lian Mo.

"Hero Lian, why don't we give him a good beating, I feel that Mr. Nangong...is a bit in need of a beating..." Jiuye said.

Uh……

Nangong Wubing turned his head to look at Jiuye fiercely, his eyes were like blades, looking at him fiercely, wishing to kill him alive with the blade.

"Hero Lian, if you can't do it, then I'll beat him." Jiuye said.

"This..." Lian Mo looked at Jiuye, then at Nangong Wubing.

How can I fight without getting sick?
Nangong was not sick, after all, he didn't do anything wrong, so there was no need to beat him.

"Young Master Nangong, I'm going to attack." Jiuye said.

How dare you hit me!Nangong Wubing looked at Jiuye fiercely.

Ignoring his gaze, Jiuye reached out and slapped him across the face.

This slap came down with moderate force, his face was already flushed, and there were a few shallow finger marks.

"Master Ye..." Lian Mo called Jiu Ye.

How to say hit it?

"Lian Daxia, you should teach him a lesson..." Jiuye said, his voice was earnest.

Now, Nangong Wubing just wanted to get up and have a fierce fight with Jiuye. This guy actually hit himself... He, what qualifications did he have to hit himself?

After all, Nangong Wubing was a young master of a famous family. He was not just beaten by others since he was a child.

Although Nangong Wubing was often bullied since he was a child, most of those who bullied him were his peers, and their identities were similar to his...

However, no matter whether he is being bullied or not, Nangong Wubing still has his own dignity.

"No disease, does your face hurt?" Lian Mo looked at him distressed, and wanted to reach out to touch his face, but it was not easy to reach out to touch his face.

Hearing what Lian Mo said, Nangong Wubing was pear blossoms with rain, and his eyes were hazy with tears.

"Let's go back. After we go back, I'll put medicine on your face." Lian Mo said.

Lian Mo really cared about him.

Nangong Wubing looked at him and really wanted to nod. Even Brother Mo cared so much about him that he really wanted to nod, but how could he easily nod in this situation?
Nangong Wuyi shook his head.

"You still shake your head?" Jiuye looked at him and said so.

Hearing Jiuye's words, Nangong Wubing felt that he was about to go berserk.

He raised his eyes to look at Jiuye, his eyes were very fierce, and he wished he could hang Jiuye alive.

The next moment, Jiuye raised his hand and slapped him down again.

His speed was very fast, after Lian Mo realized it, he wanted to reach out his hand to stop him, but before he could stop him, his hand had already landed on Nangong Wubing's face.

He slapped Nangong Wubing's face again, this time, it was on the other side.

"You!" Nangong Wubing looked at Jiuye fiercely, his eyes were red and bloodshot!
If it wasn't for Nangong Wubing's two hands being pulled by Lian Mo and Jiuye each, Nangong Wubing would get up from the ground right now, punch Jiuye hard, and kick him hard...

(End of this chapter)