Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

Lu Wanchu's apricot eyes darkened, and there was a transparent air blade in the palm of her hand. It was her spiritual power, which could turn her spirit into a blade. She had never tried the power of this.

Sylvia Lin knew that Lu Wanchu was angry, and winked at her, saying that he could deal with it before looking at the three of them.

"I haven't told you about you. You are obviously Miss Qianjin, but you are like a long-tongued woman. Don't you feel ashamed to chat here?"

Sylvia Lin is known as having a poisonous tongue, how can these people be her opponents.

I saw Mu Ke and Liu Jingjing's faces blushed visibly.

"Also, if you say that people are trash, with all due respect, if you don't have a better family background, you are also... trash!"

"Ah, Sylvia Lin, I'm going to kill you."

Mu Ke is a woman with strong self-esteem, how could she endure Sylvia Lin insulting them like this.

Mu Ke waved his hand, ready to wave to Sylvia Lin, having long forgotten Wang Yijia's statement that they must not do anything.

Sylvia Lin had a gloomy face, raised his hand to grab Mu Ke's hand.

"what!"

Before Mu Ke could wave his hand, Mu Ke's wrist was suddenly cut, and blood flowed out instantly.

Mu Ke cried out in pain and covered his bleeding wound with his hands.

Everyone watched in shock. Liu Jingjing and Fang Siying stepped forward and grabbed Mu Ke's hand, "What's going on? Why did you suddenly bleed?"

No one knew what happened in that scene just now, only that Mu Ke was about to hit Sylvia Lin, suddenly cried out, and then covered his hand with his hand, no one thought that he was cut by something.

Lu Wanxin raised her eyes and frowned, feeling very strange.

Sylvia looked up, his eyes fell on Lu Wanchu, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Lu Wanchu's gaze fell on Mu Ke's bleeding wrist, where a shallow scar was bleeding.

The first time she used the spirit blade, she didn't use any force, fearing that others would notice something, she only cut a small wound on Mu Ke's wrist.

"I don't know how I got hurt all of a sudden."

Mu Ke was most afraid of pain. When he saw the wound, his eyes turned black, his face was pale, and his forehead was sweating.

"Come on, let's wrap it up."

Liu Jingjing looked up at Lu Wanxin, "Wanxin, can you help?"

Lu Wanxin nodded softly, "Come here quickly, stop worrying about that."

Lu Wanxin glanced at Sylvia Lin and Lu Wanchu indifferently, then walked past them and took the three of them away.

"Sister Ye, you are amazing!"

Lu Qianle looked at Sylvia Lin admiringly, only feeling that Sylvia Lin was as powerful as her sister, no, she was almost worse than her sister Lu Wanchu, who was the most powerful one in her heart.

"I'm not good, your sister is the best."

Sylvia Lin stepped forward with soft eyebrows, leaned in front of Lu Wanchu and asked in a low voice, "It was you just now!"

Lu Wanchu hummed, and the corner of the light fell not far away.

The drink cup in Wang Yijia's hand fell to the ground, and the scene just now surprised her.

She didn't expect that Mu Ke and the others couldn't deal with Lu Wanchu. Anyway, they quarreled with Sylvia Lin, and they lost in a mess. They were really trash.

Pei Moxue did not say a word with a sullen face. She could see the scene just now.

Lu Wanchu was not pissed off by Mu Ke's trio, but the trio were pissed off by Lu Wanchu's light-hearted appearance.

They are not Lu Wanchu's opponents at all, and Lu Wanchu is more difficult to deal with than she imagined.