After killing the system, he was bound to Zai's father again.

Seven or eight figures flew out from the entrance of Wanshiyuan and fell heavily to the ground.

Yunyue watched with cold eyes as these people curled up and groaned in pain.

Qiu Jiahong didn't expect that Yunyue would dare to take action. She would stamp his face on the ground.

Suddenly his eyes were about to burst, and he pointed at her and said angrily: "You ugly bitch, how dare you hit my servant?"

"They were the ones I beat. The slaves who couldn't recognize their masters. I beat them lightly, and -"

Yunyue moved her palm slightly, and a small pebble on the ground was sucked into her palm.

The next moment, it shot out with a "swish" and hit Qiu Jiahong's finger pointing at her.

"In the final analysis, you are just a servant. If you dare to point your finger at me, I don't think you want my hand anymore."

It was just a pebble the size of a mung bean, but it was knocked out by Yunyue with seemingly light force.

Everyone except Yunyue didn't care, and even despised Yunyue's childish behavior of throwing stones.

However, the next moment, Qiu Jiahong's scream made everyone instantly understand that this was not an ordinary stone throwing behavior.

Qiu Jiahong held his right hand in his left hand, his hands trembling constantly, and blood kept dripping, and even more and more blood dripped.

His face was as pale as snow, and he couldn't even stand. He knelt on the ground, tightened his arms, and kept moaning in pain.

He looked like he was in extreme pain.

Qiao Yanghua and Chen Chengye were already frightened by Qiu Jiahong's posture.

Qiao Yanghua surrounded Qiu Jiahong, wanting to see the injury on his hand.

Chen Chengye and Zhang Xingbo on the side looked worried, but in their hearts they felt that Qiu Jiahong was really a bit of a loser.

It was just that his hand was broken by a stone, and it bled a little more, but it didn't make him scream like a slaughtered pig. He was really a wimp.

But when Qiao Yanghua brought Qiu Jiahong's injured hand in front of their eyes, the two of them swallowed uncontrollably.

Even though it was covered in blood, a clear hole the size of a mung bean could still be seen on the middle knuckle of Qiu Jiahong's right index finger.

If you look carefully, you can still see the white bones and the stones that Yunyue knocked out are firmly embedded in it.

-

In Wanluo Pavilion, Mrs. Qiu was looking happy.

"This Young Master Qiao is not only the son of the city lord of Sulfur Rock City in the upper city, but his aunt is also the most beloved concubine of the entire Chiyan Prefecture. My son actually invited this noble man back today, which is really incredible."

Huang Qiuli's dignified face was also very excited at this time: "Isn't it, aunt, I just heard from the little girl below that Mr. Chen and Mr. Zhang licked their faces when they came to our house to get close to Mr. Qiao. His expression is wonderful."

Mrs. Qiu snorted proudly: "The Chen family and the Zhang family will not be proud for long. Now that Hong'er has favored Mr. Qiao, he will definitely lead our Qiu family to a better place. By then, he will not only be able to win the title of city lord of Lingyu City, With this position, even Lingyu City can become the upper city of Chiyan Province in one fell swoop.”

There are numerous large and small cities in Chiyan Prefecture, and these cities are divided into three levels: upper city, middle city, and lower city.

Among them, Lingyu City is the lower city and Sulfur Rock City is the upper city.

Huang Qiuli said flatteringly: "Then my aunt will be the wife of the city lord of Shangcheng. Even the wife of the state lord will have to give you three cents less when she sees you."

These words spoke to Mrs. Qiu's heart. She grabbed Huang Qiuli's hand and asked her to sit next to her. She said in a friendly tone: "It's not just me. You will also be the young lady of our Qiu family. Your status is valuable, and others will also." Everyone has to respect you."

Huang Qiuli's smile froze, she took out her hand, and raised her hand to cover her face as if she was shy, but in fact it was to cover her unsustainable smile at the moment.

Mrs. Qiu was very satisfied with her shy state. Just as she was about to say something, a sound of painful crying came from outside the door.

"lady--"

"Madam!"

The sound was really shrill.

Mrs. Qiu was so frightened that she almost fell off her chair.

She frowned and was supported by Huang Qiuli to the door.

He scolded angrily: "What are you yelling about! Is your son about to die? It's like he's crying in mourning. It's such an unlucky day on such a good day!"

As soon as the words fell, a male servant rushed to the door from outside and knelt in front of Mrs. Qiu.

"Madam, it's not my son, it's your son...it's the young master. The young master is dying."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mrs. Qiu even suspected that she had heard wrongly.

Her son is obviously treating guests well, does this bitch know what he is talking about?

"Madam, I'm not talking nonsense. It's true." Seeing that Mrs. Qiu didn't believe it, the servant quickly raised his hands, which were covered with blood.

This was something he got from when he roughly bandaged Qiu Jiahong just now.

"Madam, this is the young master's blood."

Mrs. Qiu looked at the bloody hands and her feet were about to slide to the ground. Fortunately, she was supported by Huang Qiuli.

She grabbed Huang Qiuli and said in a trembling voice: "Quick! Quick, help me to Wanshiyuan."

Huang Qiuli didn't dare to delay, and supported Mrs. Qiu half with support and half with support as she ran towards Wanshiyuan.

At this time, Qiu Jiahong was still lying alone on the ground in Wanshi Courtyard.

Although the hand was roughly bandaged, the ten fingers were connected to the heart, and a stone was driven into the bone of the index finger. The pain was so painful that even a normal and bloody man might not be able to bear it, let alone a pampered Qiu Jiahong.

Logically speaking, this is the time to ask a doctor.

But all the servants huddled aside and did not dare to move.

What's even more strange is that there is a pile of gravel on the ground in the courtyard.

Qiao Yanghua, Chen Chengye and Zhang Xingbo all stared at Yunyue with strange expressions and postures.

The reason why these people are like this starts from just now——

Just now, Qiao Yanghua wanted to arrange for his servants to ask for a doctor, but Yunyue stopped him.

He had been so cruel in front of him, and now he was still refusing to call a doctor.

Qiao Yanghua felt that Yunyue didn't take him seriously, and he suddenly became angry.

He saw that Yunyue had no spiritual power around her, so he raised his hand and hit her with a fierce spiritual power.

"He's just an ugly bitch with no spiritual power, yet he dares to be so arrogant!"

However, his spiritual power hit Yunyue's body, but it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, with no reaction at all.

Qiao Yanghua's eyes widened, "No, it's impossible. You have 30% of my spiritual power. How can you be fine? You obviously have no spiritual power."

Chen Chengye and Zhang Xingbo were also in disbelief, because they could feel that even they couldn't catch the spiritual power so easily.

The three of them were all in disbelief, and they all speculated whether Yunyue had any self-defense weapon on her body.

On the contrary, Yunyue raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling that this body was somewhat interesting.

Because she just felt that the spiritual energy that hit her was absorbed by her body, and then used to nourish the meridians that had been dry since last night.

But it was clear that she had tried practicing to replenish the spiritual power in her body while waiting for lunch not long ago, but in the end she found that all the spiritual power in her body had disappeared inexplicably from her lower abdomen.

Unexpectedly, now that he was attacked, this spiritual power was retained and nourished his meridians.

But now is not the time to study this physical abnormality, we should deal with these people first.