Volume 1_Chapter 81 I Am in a Good Mood Today, I Don’t Want to Torture Others

Chu Linguang watched Yang Xiaoqing return home safely before leaving.

When he returned to Yunding Villa, he saw Xu Rushuang who had been waiting for him for a long time at the door.

"Chu Linguang, can you go to my house again, my grandfather, on behalf of the northern border, specially invited you to have dinner together."

In front of Chu Linguang, Xu Rushuang obviously lacked confidence.

"On behalf of the northern border, that is to say, everything in the northern border can be talked about by your great-grandfather?"

Chu Linguang asked back.

"this……"

Xu Rushuang hesitated, she knew in her heart that this was impossible.

"My great-grandfather didn't mean anything malicious, just invited you to have a meal."

She was afraid that Chu Linguang was suspicious.

"There's no need to eat. If people from the northern border really want to see me, please send someone who can really talk to me."

Chu Linguang's target was Ning Xuanyuan, and he wanted to leave after speaking.

"Wait a moment."

Xu Rushuang exclaimed, mustering up his courage, and said: "If you really don't want to see my great-grandfather, can you please draw a picture on this piece of white paper, even if it's just a few words, and let me I can have an explanation when I go back, do you think it's okay?"

Xu Rushuang didn't want to see any conflict between Chu Linguang and Grandpa Taizu. Grandpa Taizu didn't see the picture of the green shirt holding a sword. I believe that if he could see it with his own eyes, he would definitely not despise Chu Linguang.

I hope that the paper paintings taken back can prevent unpleasant things from happening later.

Chu Linguang frowned.

I didn't want to pay attention to it, but seeing Xu Rushuang's sincerity and impatience, I simply picked up the paintbrush and wrote the word "Lin" on the blank paper that Xu Rushuang unfolded.

Also in the process of writing.

The art of drawing gods in Chu Linguang's mind runs automatically.

The moment when the font is formed.

It was as if a gushing sword energy was about to tear the world into pieces.

Xu Rushuang looked carefully, only to feel that his eyes were about to burst, as if his eyeballs were about to be torn apart by invisible sword energy, so he hurriedly closed the paper in fright.

"Thank you, don't worry, the Xu family will never bother you."

After speaking, Xu Rushuang left with the handwriting.

In the middle of the journey, she couldn't bear it anymore, opened the paper, and glanced again.

At this glance, I feel that the word "Lin" is common and unremarkable.

But once she watched carefully, she felt a stream of sword energy gathered, as if a set of sword techniques had formed, which scared her into a panic.

"What a sharp breath, what is it, let me see."

Suddenly, a hand snatched the paper from Xu Rushuang's hand.

"Isn't it just one word? How could there be a sharp aura, huh? This is? The authentic handed down work of the master sword repairer!"

That figure is a woman.

The woman wore a ball head, and there was a ferocious look between her brows. Although she was a daughter, she gave off an inaccessible coldness.

"Girl, where did this handwriting come from?"

the woman asked.

"My friend gave it to me, you give it back to me."

Xu Rushuang had never met such an impolite person before, and she reached out to take the paper back. She managed to get Chu Linguang's handwriting, so that Grandpa Taizu could pay attention to Chu Linguang and avoid major conflicts between the Xu family and Chu Linguang.

How can people take away the handwriting.

Unexpectedly, when the woman flicked her hand lightly, Xu Rushuang not only failed to get back the handwriting, on the contrary the whole person was shocked back a certain distance.

"Tell me, where is one of your friends now?"

The woman said in a questioning tone.

"Give me the handwriting first."

Xu Rushuang rubbed her wrist, looking for the right opportunity, trying to get back the handwriting in one fell swoop, she saw that the woman seemed to be not easy.

"Don't try to take it back, I don't want to hurt you, now you tell me which friend gave you this handwriting, I will thank you very much."

The woman said seriously.

Xu Rushuang ignored it, and while the woman was talking, she made a quick move, using Xu's family's stunts to surprise the woman.

"Girl, tell me the truth, who is your friend?"

However, as soon as Xu Rushuang approached, his hands were held up by the woman, unable to move.

Not to mention regaining the handwriting, at this moment, the hands are locked, and they are raised backwards, making a gesture like an airplane. If you want to say how embarrassed, you have to be as embarrassed.

"Why should I tell you, I advise you to return the handwriting to me quickly."

Although Xu Rushuang couldn't move, the eldest lady's temper did not weaken.

"what!"

However, when the woman raised her hand lightly, Xu Rushuang let out a scream. Her hands were raised backwards, as if they were about to be broken at any moment.

"Who the hell is your friend?"

the woman asked again.

Xu Rushuang didn't speak, and endured the pain, not because she was afraid of implicating Chu Linguang, but because she felt that if Chu Linguang was involved in this matter, the Xu family and Chu Linguang would really have no room for maneuver.

"In this world, there are not many people who can withstand my method of laughing at Sakura."

The woman who claimed to be Laughing Sakura sneered.

Three hours later, she arrived at Yunding Mountain Villa.

Found the century mansion.

Her aura was ferocious, direct and direct, and ordinary people would not notice it, but in Chu Linguang's perception, there was a great deal of movement.

"The Xu family is so courageous."

Chu Linguang came out directly from the century mansion.

The woman's ferocious aura made him think that it was Xu Rushuang's great grandfather who came here uninvited.

This is too much to despise him.

"A member of the Xu family?"

Unexpectedly, when she came out, she saw the strange face of Xiao Yinghua, and the other party was a girl.

It's not like the great grandfather that Xu Rushuang said.

"This handwriting was given to a girl named Xu by you."

Laughing Sakura took out the handwriting and compared it.

"Why is the handwriting in your hand?"

Chu Linguang frowned, and he could tell at a glance that this was the handwriting he gave to Xu Rushuang.

And there were bloodstains on the handwriting paper.

"It seems that I have found the right person. Hurry up and hand over all the papers with this kind of handwriting to me. Remember, no one will fall!"

Laughing Sakura ordered.

She looked at Chu Linguang carefully, and then judged that these handwritings should be Chu Linguang's. He didn't know where he got them. Maybe he himself didn't know how precious these handwritings were, so he gave them away casually.

In any case, she would never have thought that it was the authentic handwriting of Chu Linguang.

"What did you do to Miss Xu?"

Chu Linguang questioned.

If he can't see the problem at the moment, then he is an idiot.

"That girl is a tough one. I tortured her for a long time before she would say that you gave her the handwriting."

Speaking of this, Xiao Yinghua seemed to admire Xu Rushuang a little bit.

How could it last so long in her hands.

"That is to say, you snatched the handwriting I gave to Ms. Xu, tortured Ms. Xu, and finally came to me and asked me for the handwriting?"

Chu Linguang asked.

"It can be said that if you don't want to suffer, just follow what I say. Today I am in a good mood and I don't want to torture people anymore."

Laughing Sakura nodded seriously, as if she was talking about an ordinary thing.