Yunyue swept across the cold light, and her hand hidden under the table pushed to the left, and the long table was pressed against the burly man and hit the wall.

Yunyue quickly gathered red light, transformed into a rope, hit the chair where the boy was sitting, and pulled it casually, and pulled him around the long table and pulled him side by side.

Dudu glanced at the boy, frightened by his extreme indifference, and hugged in Yunyue's arms and whispered in the words others couldn't understand.

"Dudu, don't be afraid, he is not a bad person, be good!" Yun Yue stroked Dudu's hair bun, coaxed her softly, and coaxed her for a long time before she could calm down.

The burly man was knocked to death and was dizzy. When he woke up, his money tree had already reached someone else's side.

"Damn it! What do you want to do!"

When the burly man saw Yun Yue talking to the young man, he looked so angry that he was furious and furious.

Yun Yue winked at Qingya, and she took it up and sat down next to Yun Yue's left hand, wrapped her hands around her chest, leisurely monitoring the burly man's every move.

Yun Yue kept talking to the boy with a relaxed expression. Her volume was not lowered, and everyone present could hear it, but only the boy could understand the content in the words.

Qingya was listening carefully, but in the end he didn't hear any meaning. He was also full of curiosity about the withdrawn boy for a while.

Yiheng was wandering around the first floor for a long time but couldn't find Fan Ying. He heard someone on the floor talking about the young master, and guessed that it was related to Yueyun, so he came to see what happened.

The twin guards went one step first, and when they saw the situation in the room without anyone explaining it, someone could break the scene, and they were barely familiar with them.

The people who come to the Crescent Pavilion have extraordinary identities. Once there is a conflict, no one will give up. However, judging from the current situation, it is obvious that everyone is optimistic about the one who is going to smash the scene.

However, there are also a few sharp-eyed people who have the opposite view.

"This time the young man is afraid that he will be hung up and even provoke the second prince's head."

"I don't think this young man also hit the second prince's field last time? Maybe he has a fate with the second prince, so he will only take the second prince's field."

"You have seen people who are destined to be ruined, but it's almost the same to have a grudge. This prince is not that prince, so don't compare it."

"Then which second prince you are talking about, Long Hao's is definitely not. This man doesn't look like a prince at all. He believes that he is a prince's subordinate. He will use such subordinates. It should not be Fengxue Kingdom. Judging from the outfit, it should not be the South Wing Kingdom. All that remains..."

"You're enlightened? That's right, it's the second prince of Hailan. The second prince of Hailan is famously cruel and ruthless. Even if the young master can leave after the scene, open and secret arrows will definitely be indispensable in the future. If this young master doesn't die, the second prince of Hailan will not give up. If he dies, he might be poached and executed."

"No, right? So cruel? Should I kill all the people so hard? Then wouldn't this young man hit the iron plate?"

"That young man is not a royal family. Usually this situation is really over. However, seeing that the young man is so skillful in smashing the scene, it is probably because he is very skilled, otherwise the power behind him is too strong, so there is no need to worry too much, just watch the show."

Two men in brown uniforms whispered to each other as if no one was around. The twin guards beside them could hear it clearly. The two turned their heads tacitly and looked at them, then left the room and dragged Yiheng, who had turned around in the corridor, into the room.

When Yi Hengyin heard that the second prince of Hailan belonged to the room, he not only did not come forward, but instead looked gloating. He walked behind Yun Yue, leaned against the wall and watched, and asked him to help him when Yun Yue was crushed to the predicament.

Then he generously reached out to help, and enjoyed Yunyue's helpless expression when she turned to him for help.

The right guard rolled his eyes to the right, and became more and more despised his master who was always imagining, and said helplessly: "If the master comes forward now, Mr. Yueyun may still remember his master's favor, so don't think about anything else!"

Yi Hengyin completely ignored the guard's reminder. He had already been trapped in the quagmire of reverie and could not extricate himself.

The burly man was afraid of the blue-teethed eyes and was frightened for a long time. Seeing that his money tree was about to be taken away, he stepped forward with a tough bullet.

"Boy! What are you doing there? Why don't you come back soon!" The burly man pretended not to know what was going on, and angrily moved back to the long table in the corner, put it back in place, shouting that the boy would come back and continue the battle.

The boy did not respond, nor did he move. He sat there, as quiet as a statue. If he hadn't seen his eyes turning occasionally, it would be hard to see that he was a flesh-and-blood person.

The burly man called out several times but didn't see the boy coming back. He saw the bystanders looking at him with a good show. He couldn't hold back and slapped the table hard, and said, "Boy! You're against you! Come back soon! If you don't obey or not, I'll kill you!"

Yun Yue raised her slender five fingers, slightly staggered, and penetrated the boy's hair behind her high bundles. She tucked her hair smoothly, and asked calmly, "How do you want to kill me?"

The burly man was stunned by the frost-lost eyes, and his arrogant aura gradually weakened. With the support of the second prince, he was already used to being domineering. He rarely whispered to those princes and princesses who came to fight, and never feared anyone.

But when he saw those eyes that were colder than Han Bing, unprecedented fear instantly eroded his courage and momentum, and he could not be arrogant.

"If you still want to fight, please continue with the brat. If you don't want to continue, please ask yourself." The burly man calmed down and made a gesture of inviting him to the door.

"Of course I have to leave!" Yun Yue gently patted Dudu's back and replied calmly.

"Then please, my son!" The burly man made another gesture of invitation, his shaking face began to appear angry, and his attitude became less friendly.

"I don't want to leave like this!"

"What do you think of that young master?"

"I want to take one more person away."

"Young Master, what do you mean?" The burly man looked like he couldn't understand and began to feel impatient.

"What does it mean?" Yun Yue held the remaining chair of the boy and moved to him openly. Feng Qingyun asked casually: "I can't tell what it means?"

"Young master, don't make this idea. Don't try to touch my money tree." The burly man's anger was almost uncontrollable, his face began to become ferocious, his broad shoulders trembled up and down, and he obviously had endured to the limit.

Qingya slowly stood up, stood behind Yunyue, and his eyes were tightly locked on both sides of the table.

"You can make this idea or not." Yun Yue once again twitched the boy's ink hair, and his slender fingers held the boy's chin with the flow, turning to himself: "Would you like to follow me?"

The boy's cold eyes were alienated and rippled miraculously. He did not respond, but nodded gently.

"Bastard! I give you a face but you step on me, looking for death! If you dare to touch my money tree, I will kill you."

The burly man saw Yun Yue robbing people so openly, and was furious and pointed at Yun Yue and scolded him in various ways.

Qingya frowned fiercely, and was about to have a palm over, Yunyue reached out to intercept her and pointed at Dudu. Qingya instantly understood and pulled the chair away to sit down at the long table in the inner table.

"You can choose to transfer him to this young master, anyway, he is not yours." Yun Yue discussed with kindness, and when the words were finished, another stack of money was already hidden in her sleeve.

"I care about this guy's food and accommodation, he is my guy. Do you want to transfer it? Young Master, it's not that I said you, but that you would transfer the money tree? Don't think about it, don't think about it!"

"You can get the conditions."

"Condition?" asked the burly traitor with a smile. When he heard the conditions, his courage grew a lot. "I heard from the tone of the young master, it seems that I can ask any conditions?"

"Ba"

Yunyue put ten money tickets on the desktop and replied coldly: "I think this can meet your conditions."

The burly man saw a few thin money tickets on the table, and he didn't look up and said contemptuously: "Young Master, just this little money ticket, I want to leave my money tree? You dream!"

"Boy! Come back quickly, otherwise I will never forgive you!" The burly man was pressing on the table at the young man's desk, his eyes were filled with flames, and he shouted at him with a bad attitude.

Yun Yue tapped the table with two fingers, and the afterglow shook, his face was stern, and his voice was filled with a biting chill, "You can answer this guy after you see clearly!"

"Swish—Do you still need to read it? Just these few pictures are only tens of millions of taels at most. If you want to buy my money tree, don't even think about it!"

The burly man smiled contemptuously and walked forward with a swagger, swaggered Yun Yue, grabbed the money ticket on the table, and his eyes went back and forth several times. Suddenly, the hideous smile quickly disappeared.
Chapter completed!