Blast! The Group Favorite Fake Daughter Was Spoiled By the Film King and Cried

"What? A big man bullying a little girl?" At the same time as the deep and crisp voice sounded, Ling Mufeng's wrist was thrown away.

Hearing the familiar voice, Gu Zhiqi also turned sideways slightly, and glanced at the person who suddenly appeared beside him.

I saw the visitor wearing a simple mask in the shape of a Kunpeng, wearing a light brown shirt, and carrying a luxurious and elegant temperament, standing there upright.

"Aww~ beauty, beauty!"

"Benjiu misses you so much, suck—"

As soon as he saw Su Yunling, Fei Jiu reacted the most, sucking the non-existent saliva, it turned into a stream of light, flew towards Su Yunling, and attached to the button of Su Yunling's shirt.

Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi was silent.

This thing is really her spiritual pet?

Actually Su Yunling did it, right?

As Fat Chirp landed on the button, Su Yunling seemed to feel something, and lightly lowered her head to look at the button in front of her, then raised her eyes indifferently, and set her gaze on Ling Mufeng.

Ling Mufeng was thrown away by Su Yunling, and he staggered back a few steps.

When he stabilized his body and saw Su Yunling looking over, he looked angrily at Su Yunling, his eyes full of hostility, "You... who are you? You're still wearing a mask, pretending?"

Su Yunling did not reply to Ling Mufeng, but turned on the ancient martial momentum calmly.

The overwhelming coercion pressed towards Ling Mufeng, and Ling Mufeng's face changed suddenly.

Ancient...ancient warrior?

In just a few seconds, Ling Mufeng's forehead was covered with fine sweat, "You, are you an ancient warrior?"

There was a bit of panic in his tone, but he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm not an ancient warrior, you can't attack me."

Su Yun heard the words, raised her eyebrows lightly, looked at Ling Mufeng, and said unhurriedly: "Have I made a move?"

As Su Yunling's words fell, the pressure on Ling Mufeng became heavier. Ling Mufeng felt that there was a heavy weight on his body, and he was almost out of breath. He didn't hold back the pressure, and knelt down with a plop up.

Ling Mufeng's complexion suddenly turned pale, and he raised his head and shouted at Su Yunling: "Aren't you afraid of the Ancient Warriors Administration?!"

Ling Mufeng's voice was loud, but it was strange that no one seemed to see the scene here.

The coercion that fell on Ling Mufeng did not diminish at all.

Seeing Su Yunling's confident look, Ling Mufeng immediately panicked, "You, who are you?"

Su Yunling didn't respond, but turned her head to look at Gu Zhiqi.

Seeing her covered in blood and a wound on her forehead, she frowned slightly, and the breath on her body suddenly became cold, "Did he do it?"

Gu Zhiqi:?

"What?"

"Injuries on the body." The tone was casual, but the bottom of the eyes was slightly tinged with danger.

Gu Zhiqi looked down and saw that there was indeed a lot of blood on his body, but it was not an injury.

After raising his eyes, he shook his head at Su Yunling, "No injury, other people's blood."

Su Yun listened, but still frowned, ran her fingers across the ring, took out a tissue from inside, and handed it to Gu Zhiqi, "It hurts."

Gu Zhiqi:?

"What?" Gu Zhiqi looked at Su Yun with a question mark on his head and asked.

Su Yunling: "There is a wound on the forehead, and it is bleeding."

Hearing this, Gu Zhiqi subconsciously raised his hand to touch it.

I did accidentally bump my head on the car, and I didn't expect to bleed.

Seeing Gu Zhiqi directly raised his hand to touch the wound, Su Yunling immediately raised his hand and grabbed Gu Zhiqi's arm through Gu Zhiqi's sleeve.

"Don't use your hands directly." Su Yunling said, and handed the tissue to Gu Zhiqi, "Use this to wipe it first, and then get in my car to apply the medicine."