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Chapter 135 Dyeing Ink Out of Control

[69 Book Bar - www.] However, in order to verify whether it was what he thought, he hurried to Linlang Pavilion.

Linlang Pavilion, in the attic.

Sure enough, the painting of the mother-in-law is really gone.

Jun Ranmo's face became very downcast and cold, and there was a faint hint of murderous intent.

Without stopping for a moment, Jun Ranmo turned around and pushed out of the attic. Jun Ranmo seemed to be in a hurry, so he flew towards Dongyuan.

At this time in Dongyuan, Duanmu Huoqin had just gotten up. He was stretching and doing body movements in the yard without any image.

"Sister, I've read it twice, we can start." At this time, Feng Huanxue ran from the house with a secret book of inner skills and mental methods in her hand, shouting as she ran.

"You should practice by yourself first! I have to go out for something. When I come back, we will practice together." Duanmuhuo said.

She planned to leave for Linlang Mountain soon, as the matter of Concubine Xi could not be delayed.

Linlang Mountain is not very far from Moon City. With an ordinary horse and a faster speed, it can be reached in half a day. If it is a constant speed, it will be dark.

The terrain of Linlang Mountain is relatively dangerous, with cliffs everywhere, like a maze. If you are not careful, you will get lost. Therefore, many people do not know the existence of Linlang Mountain.

"Where are you going, sister?" Feng Huanxue asked doubtfully.

"This is a secret," Duanmu Huoqin said. After hearing this, Feng Huanxue knew that he shouldn't ask, so he stopped asking.

Just when Duanmu Huoqin was about to leave, an object fell from the sky. To be precise, it was Jun Ranmo who was sitting in a wheelchair and fell from the air. In just the blink of an eye, he was already standing in front of Duanmu Huoqin.

"Hand over the things." Before Duanmu Huoqin could speak, a voice without any emotion, an order, and a tone that could not be refused, sounded coldly.

Feng Huanxue looked at Duanmu Huoqin doubtfully, as if asking, what's going on?

"What is it?" Although she was asking, Duanmu Huoqin had already guessed what it was, but she couldn't hand it over.

"Painting" was spoken coldly in a forbearing voice, because it was a painting by his mother and concubine. The only thing worthy of his collection was naturally precious and no one could take it away.

"I can't give it to you." Duanmu Huoqin knew that he couldn't hide it at all, so he expressed his attitude directly.

Jun Ranmo didn't expect Duanmu Huoqin to be so decisive, and became even more angry, revealing murderous intent, "Those are the words of my queen mother and concubine. Why do you take them away? Do you believe that I will kill you?"

"Sister" Feng Huanxue shouted in panic when she heard that Jun Ranmo was going to kill Duanmu Huoqin, trying to get her to return Jun Ranmo's painting to him, because even though Duanmu Huoqin was not weak, she was not weak after all.

Jun Ranmo’s opponent!

Duanmu Huoqin ignored Feng Huanxue, and suddenly laughed lightly, but this smile was directed at Jun Ranmo, with a bit of bitterness, and said, "You can't kill me."

After hearing this, Jun Ranmo's breath suddenly became deeper, as if he could freeze the entire courtyard, "Do you think I don't dare to kill you, or do you think I won't kill you?"

Duanmu Huoqin also sneered at the corner of his mouth, and there was a coldness in his eyes, but he said in a very sure tone, "You dare, you can, but you can't."

"Are you so confident?" Jun Ranmo sneered, full of ridicule and disdain, but he was a little shocked in his heart. Where did this woman get her confidence? Is it because she can kill people with her harp and summon thousands of birds?

Despite this, she has no internal strength, and there is nothing she can do if she encounters a master with internal strength above the level of the Supreme Master. Therefore, Jun Ranmo is not afraid of her ability to play the wooden fire harp at all.

"It's not confidence, it's facts. Aren't you afraid that if you kill me, you will never see that painting again?" Duanmu Huoqin knew that Jun Ranmo would not give up if she did not hand over the painting.

However, if she wanted to keep the painting, she had to threaten her. She actually agreed to Concubine Xi and did not want to break her promise because this was not her character.

Okay! Since she arrived here, exceptions have been made time and time again in every aspect of her personality. However, there are some things that cannot be compromised.

"Are you threatening me?" Jun Ranmo gritted his teeth and clenched his fists tightly under his sleeves.

"So what?" Duanmu Huoqin said coldly, looking confident and confident, not feeling guilty at all for taking other people's things.

"You" Jun Ranmo was so angry that he didn't expect Duanmu Huoqin to be so shameless and so confident in taking other people's things. He was capable of angering people to death even if they didn't pay for it with their lives.

"Duanmu Huoqin, what are you going to do! Why are you stealing my mother's portrait? What rights do you have?" Jun Ranmo roared out of control, his whole body exuding a strong evil spirit, as if he wanted to destroy everything.

Now the relatives around him have nothing but his mother's portrait. Why? Why aren't they even given him this right?

Seeing Jun Ranmo lose control like this, Feng Huanxue was so frightened that he shivered, and his body trembled uncontrollably. It was as if Jun Ranmo could eat people, so scary.

Duanmu Huoqin was also done, and then her heart was severely tugged, and she was moved for a moment. Such Jun Ranmo was not only scary, but also distressing. However, she could not return the painting to him because she promised

My dear concubine, she cannot break her promise.

"I have no rights, but I have my own difficulties and reasons." Duanmu Huoqin didn't know what to say because she was in the wrong, but she didn't want to see Jun Ranmo lose control so much, because it would make her feel distressed.

"Haha! The reason, the reason, do you think this king will believe your lies?" Jun Ranmo laughed angrily.

"You will know one day," Duanmu Huoqin said lightly.

"Good things come one day, right? Wait for the day when your goal is achieved, wait for the day when this king dies!" Jun Ranmo's voice was extremely sarcastic and angry. If it weren't for the fact that her mother's painting was in her hand,

He will definitely kill her.

Having said that, when he thought of killing her, his heart couldn't bear it.

"I..." Duanmu Huoqin wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he was interrupted by Jun Ranmo.

"Hahahaha! Everyone in this world is against me. Everyone wants me to die and never be reincarnated. As soon as I was born, I was marked as a monster. My father abandoned me and my mother.

I have been assassinated one after another, and now even you want to deprive my mother of the only relic left by me." Jun Ranmo lost control and roared, his voice was so sad, so desperate, and so heart-wrenching.

"Jun Ranmo, please listen to me. Even if everyone in the world wants to harm you, I, Duanmu Huoqin, will never harm you. If you don't believe it, I, Duanmu Huoqin, swear here that if I have any evil intentions towards you, I will never harm you."
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