The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

   Chapter 125 Lord Hou, he was caught by the beauty outside the room 15

   Emperor Yan looked around and asked, "Why isn't that kid from the Tao family here?"

   Father Tao reluctantly smiled: "The child was reckless, and his leg was accidentally pierced by a steel pin on the mountain, so he had to be sent home for medical treatment."

   Where did the nails come from on this mountain?

  Who doesn't know that Tao Feng is a lecherous devil, maybe it's because of which young lady you fancy.

  Tao Feng originally thought of forcibly occupying Meng Tang'an, and it was dark and blind, who can tell? Unexpectedly, steel nails were placed in the tent!

   He didn't see it, he was directly pierced through the bone, dripping with blood, and sent back to Tao Mansion overnight with screams.

  The doctor said that his leg might be lost.

   "You say it again?! Quack doctor! Get out!!" How could Tao Feng accept such a result?

   The quack doctor was offended and left with a displeased face.

   Meng Tangan!

  Lin Han!

   Are they playing him together? !

   Tao Feng gritted his teeth and stared at his legs, scared and angry.

   He wants them to pay!

   Father Tao didn't know what kind of character his son was. If nothing happened, he would just turn a blind eye. This time it was too much.

   If Tao Feng's leg is broken, what will he do in this life?

   Father Tao closed his eyes, thinking a lot in his heart, and many people around him came forward to comfort him with false affection, and they all scolded him in their hearts.

  Xie Xun heard this and remembered the figure nestled outside the tent last night, he snorted lightly, his eyes swept over Lin Han lazily, but he didn't see that clever little trash.

Half an hour ago, Meng Tangan hadn't seen Lin Han, and was knocked unconscious. When he woke up again, he was wearing a large white prison uniform. His throat was so hot that he couldn't make a sound. She begs for help.

  Qi Lou: "Why don't you hide?"

   Meng Tang was soft and weak: "I don't know how to thank her for helping me so much."

   Following the order of Emperor Yan, many men mounted horses, armed with bows and arrows, and the panic-stricken prisoners fled to the depths of the mountain!

  The princes and nobles also rushed into the mountains on horseback.

  The third prince Liang Jian stared at the direction of Emperor Yan's departure, and the corners of his lips slowly curled up, and it was fleeting.

  Arrows rained frequently and densely, Meng Tangan staggered to the mountain, even wearing prison uniforms, it was difficult to hide his sickness and squeamishness.

   An arrow was silently aimed at her, and the man pulled the bowstring——

  Xie Xun always lacked interest. Compared with others, it was like a spring outing. He rode a horse leisurely, and played with bows and arrows with his slender fingertips. His eyes stayed on one person for a moment.

   That arrow has been fired!

   pierced the air, approaching the thin and thin figure, the white prison uniform, the blue silk waterfall, so weak that the wind could not help, one inch away, approaching the heart!

   Meng Tangan closed his eyes.

   She is gambling.

  Another mysterious arrow was fired instantly, wrapped in a severe chill, and the wind was piercing through and shooting down the arrow in an instant, and stabbed it on the tree trunk!

   All this happened in just a few seconds.

  Between life and death.

   The man who had already regarded it as his own was stunned, turned his head in disbelief, and saw a figure not far away: "Xu Beihou?!"

The man was dressed in red, lazy and noble, riding on a horse, with a slender figure, elegant eyebrows, and elegant and luxurious. Qingyundan, as if it wasn't him who shot the arrow just now.

   In fact—

  A cold arrow caused aftershocks to the ancient tree, which attracted the attention of many people.

  Meng Tangan looked at Xie Xun in the chaos, her hair was a little messy in the wind, her little face was pale and sickly, her peach blossom eyes were extremely dark, her red lips were lightly pursed, and she looked at the man in the hustle and bustle of the crowd.

   "What does Xu Beihou mean?" the man asked dissatisfied.

  Xie Xun didn't look at him, he looked down at the figure in the distance, his eyes were indifferent, his fingertips were still on the bow and arrow, and he always stared at Meng Tangan: "I like this prey."

The tone of   , calm and arrogant, understated, and did not take people seriously at all.

   "You!" The man's eyes were on fire, and he pointed at Xie Xun so incoherently that he wanted to argue and was afraid of the identity of the other party.

  Xie Xun rode his horse into the mountains and ignored him.

  The mountains and forests are rustling and rustling.

   A sturdy sika deer fled in the jungle in a hurry with the sound of hoofs.

  Xie Xun raised his bow to aim, the arrow was on the string.

With a sound of    "Hey!", the sharp arrow cut through the air and shot at the sika deer at a lightning speed.

   The sika deer fell to the ground, screaming and struggling.

  Xie Quyan came late, not knowing that he missed the opportunity to meet his future daughter-in-law, and whistled: "Okay, brother, the first prey."

   At this moment, a sharp arrow flew from the left and hit the front leg of the deer——!

   Immediately after, a group of people appeared on horseback, headed by Lin Zhengyuan, and the others surrounded him and praised him.

   "It's actually a sika deer!"

   "Zhengyuan Archery is amazing!"

   "This is a good luck."

   When those people saw Xie Xun, they were stunned: "Xu Beihou..."

   Can this all collide? !

  Lin Zhengyuan sat on the horse, his face was gentle, and he nodded in greeting.

  Xie Quyan said: "I'm sorry, we shot this deer first, Young Master Lin, let's find another good match."

   "That's not right, it was Zheng Yuan who shot first!" Another person retorted.

   Now that the Lin House is in full swing, if they want to please Lin Zhengyuan, they can only offend Xie Xun!

   "Even if Xu Beihou fell sick on the battlefield a year ago, he wouldn't rob someone else's prey!"

   "You're right?"

"That's right."

   The group of people were booing, and they were stepping on Xie Xun to hold Lin Zhengyuan in secret.

  Lin Zhengyuan just smiled lightly, very warm.

   Xie Xun didn't speak yet, Xie Quyan couldn't bear this violent temper, not to mention that he saw his brother shoot first, just what these people said, it felt disgusting to listen to.

   "Yeah, some people revolve around others all day long, dreaming of climbing up to power, and they can say anything without looking at how much they weigh."

   Those people's faces changed: "You! Even Xu Beihou's mansion can't insult people like this!"

   They looked at Xie Xun angrily: "Xu Beihou, do you care about your brother?"

  Xie Xun was lazy and cold, with no expression, so he was willing to lift his eyes and stare at them.

   Those eyes made those people swallow their saliva, subconsciously fearful.

   When he thought that Lin Zhengyuan was behind them, he straightened his back again.

   Never lose face in front of Xie Xun!

   "The people in the Marquis's mansion have to teach me a lesson."

  Xie Xun said that the wind was light and cloudless, and those people's faces turned green. Isn't this just scolding himself? !

  Lin Zhengyuan said, politely: "If Xu Beihou likes this sika deer, I'll just give it to you, why bother."

   "The good people have made you do it. Young Master Lin is really the reincarnation of the Buddha." Xie Qu said yin and yang strangely, "You know exactly who shot you, why are you pretending to be here?"

  Lin Zhengyuan's face stiffened.

   This Xie Quyan really can't speak! !

   Someone else came galloping on their horses, and their faces changed greatly when they saw the person coming.

   (end of this chapter)