Demon Dao Patriarch Xiyao colleagues: If you do it all over again, you will never hate life

"6"

The symposium has not yet been held, but one day in advance, almost all the major families have come to Lanling.

Jin Guangyao shuttled among the guests with a smile that seemed to grow on his face.The eight-faced and exquisite Lianfang lived up to his reputation. Standing on the golden scale platform, he received many guests, but he did not feel neglected. Instead, he took care of everyone submissively, and they were full of praise for him.

Such a beautiful Jin Guangyao made Jin Fan, the elder of the Jin family standing behind, jealous.

Jin Guangyao is just the son of a whore, why should he stand in front and be praised by others!And he gave everything, even gave his daughter to Jin Guangshan, he is a little elder!A son of a whore, why!

Jin Fan looked at the people surrounding Jin Guangyao, and then looked at the disgusting smile on his face, he really deserves to be the son of a whore, why is he standing on the Jinlin Terrace!

The more Jin Fan looked at it, the more jealous he became, and there was only one thought in his mind: Kick Jin Guangyao off the Jinlin Stage!

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one behind Jin Guangyao, Jin Fan actually walked up behind Jin Guangyao, using his spiritual power to kick Jin Guangyao behind him.

Jin Guangyao was injured just a few days ago, the symposium is approaching, there are many things to deal with, he has not had a good rest for a long time, and his vigilance has weakened a lot.Therefore, he was defenseless and took this kick full of spiritual power.

Leaning forward uncontrollably, Nie Mingjue, who had just left, heard the movement and looked back before it was too late.

"The son of a whore is not worthy of staying in the Golden Scale Terrace!"

With a loud roar, Jin Guangyao fell off the Jinlin Terrace again, rolling down the steps.

The wound on the chest had already opened, and blood gushed out, staining the snow waves of Venus red.There were bruises all over his body as the steps rolled out of him, and there seemed to be no place on his body that was not painful.

The son of a whore.

Ah.

Just because he is the son of a whore, all his efforts will be wiped out. He is the son of a whore, and everything he does is wrong.

Ah.

Second brother, it hurts... Ayao hurts...

I thought that this time I rolled down to the last step again, then patted the dirt on my body, and left alone with a smile.But I didn't want to, and fell into a warm embrace.

Lan Xichen had been chatting with people outside, finally got away and walked towards Jinlin Terrace, when he heard the voice: "Son of whore."

His pupils shrank, and Lan Xichen quickly ran towards the Jinlin Terrace, only to see Ayao, whom he was protecting on the tip of his heart, being kicked off the Jinlin Terrace again.

Almost subconsciously, Lan Xichen went up to grab Jin Guangyao into his arms, and took him away quickly.

"Ayao, it's alright..." Lan Xichen comforted softly, with obvious tremors in his voice.

"Second brother..." Jin Guangyao tried his best to open his eyes that were always dark, and saw clearly the person who was hugging him, being treated tenderly by him, suddenly felt aggrieved in his heart, buried his head in Lan Xichen's robe, and said: " Brother, I'm in so much pain..."

Lan Xichen panicked immediately, and quickened his pace a bit, walked towards Fangfei Hall, and comforted him, "Ah Yao, it's okay, it's okay, Second Brother is here, the pain will be gone in a while."

Lan Xichen didn't have time to care about the noisy voices and screams from the Jinlin Terrace behind him, he just hoped that the person in his arms would be fine.

"Little uncle!" Jin Ling accompanied Jin Zixuan to meet the guests at the gate at first, and rushed over when he heard the noise. The little uncle was still injured, how could he bear it and rolled down the Jinlin platform.

"A Ling, I'm fine, go see a doctor." Jin Guangyao looked at Jin Ling, feeling quite relieved.This child really cares about himself.

Jin Ling said: "Little uncle, are you all right now? I'll call for a doctor right away, little uncle, you wait." After finishing speaking, he ran away quickly.

Finally arrived at Jin Guangyao's residence, Lan Xichen kicked open the bedroom door, gently put Jin Guangyao on the bed, and coaxed him softly.

It was the doctor who was picked up from the bed by Jin Ling before, this time he was eating, and Jin Ling dragged him here again...

Jin Guangyao smiled and apologized, "Mister, I'm sorry."

The doctor treated Jin Guangyao's wound well, left a few words and went to decoct the medicine, and Jin Ling sent him away.

The person has already left, and the blood and clothes on Jin Guangyao's body have been cleaned up, and the powder on his face has been washed off by cold sweat. His face is extremely pale, but he keeps smiling.

Looking at it, Lan Xichen felt his heart tighten, he kissed Jin Guangyao's lips lightly, and said, "Ah Yao, don't laugh."

"If you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh, the second brother is distressed."