A rough knock on the door sounded, Qin Molin fell down and said coldly:
"You lost again."
"You are not a human being!" Young Master Mei Yu said angrily: "You are so upset and your heart has followed your little lover, how can you still beat me? This really pisses me off."
"There's no need to worry about winning you." Qin Molin responded coldly.
"Bang bang bang." The rough knocking on the door continued.
"You blind bastard!" Master Mei Yu was furious. He had no choice but to go wild towards the person who knocked on the door.
His paper fan clicked lightly, and the door opened.
Poison King Bailihui led Nangong Yulian in one after another, and then shouted arrogantly:
"Is Feng Xingying here? Come and give my son his life back!"
The Poison King is smart, and he also knows that Shendan Valley is not allowed to attack mortals at will, but he can use it as an excuse to seek revenge for his son, right
It is only natural for me to avenge my son!
When the time comes, it will be a matter of course for him to bring back the beautiful beauty from Dali Kingdom that Nangong Yulian said.
Quiet, surprisingly quiet in the courtyard.
The Poison King glanced around and didn't notice anything wrong with the two chess-playing chess masters, Cold King Qin Molin and Young Master Mei Yu. Instead, he focused his attention on Yun Xiang.
"Are you Feng Xingying? Yes, you look quite pink and dewy."
"She is just Feng Xingying's maid." Nangong Yulian reminded her.
"Maid? Okay, let me inform you that from today on, you are my maid!" The Poison King was very happy. Even the maid is so beautiful, and the lady must be even more beautiful.
No matter what, take the maid away first.
Yunxiang didn't respond to him, but looked at Master Mei Yu with tearful eyes, and softly shouted: "Master..."
“Papa, papa, papa.…”
Mr. Mei Yu didn't even see how he made a move. His fan flew out on its own, leaving a dozen powerful slaps on the Poison King's face.
Poison King's originally dry face turned plump and rosy after being beaten.
What kind of fan is that? It obviously looks like a paper fan, but hitting the face hurts more than an iron fan!
The Poison King is not stupid. Anyone who can beat him completely unable to fight back will no longer naively think that the other person is just an inconspicuous little character.
And this maid called him master!
If you offend someone else's disciple, it is considered a minor offense to get a beating.
To teach people a lesson in this way, it seems that the young man in white must be a man of the right path, at least someone who respects face and will not kill people at will.
After the Poison King was beaten, he knelt down on the ground in embarrassment, stretched out his hands as dry as an eagle's talons cruelly, and slapped himself several times, the kind that would draw blood every time.
After the beating, he kowtowed three times: "The villain is ignorant of the truth. His rude words offended your Majesty, and he is willing to accept punishment."
"Forget it, go away." Young Master Mei Yu is from Jubao Pavilion. He also needs to maintain a good relationship with Shendan Valley. Without special reasons, it is really inconvenient to kill people from Shendan Valley.
"Thank you so much, Your Majesty, for your kindness. Thank you so much, Your Majesty." The Poison King kowtowed as if pounding garlic.
Nangong Yulian followed and knelt behind him, but did not kowtow, but looked coldly at the Poison King in front of her.
His current appearance is not much different from the eunuchs and dog slaves in their Dali Kingdom palace.
She, Nangong Yulian, is so proud that she was bullied by such a disgusting thing. Will she continue to bully her for so long
A thin layer of mist could not help but appear in her eyes, making her look pitiful.