However, she was able to use such a fierce move and even killed a Jindan stage disciple of Liuli Sect.
This girl's qualifications and talents seem to be far superior to Feng Lianying's. No wonder Feng Lianying is so wary of her.
However, the stronger and more stubborn the girl is, the more excited and happy he will be when he tortures her, isn't it
Feng Lianying saw that Mr. Liao and the others had not moved for a long time, and thought that they were also frightened by He Xi's sword just now, so she snorted coldly: "Mr. Liao, don't you know that the spirit insect is the most addictive to spiritual power. It was fine that this bitch didn't move just now, but forcing the flying sword to move will only make the passion-eating insect in her body more violent. Look, can't she even stand steadily now? Such a woman who is emotionally moved and powerless, Mr. Liao is afraid of her?"
Mr. Liao laughed and said, "Why would you be afraid? Miss Feng, don't worry. We will let Miss Feng watch the show to her satisfaction."
As he spoke, he waved to a few disciples and walked towards the direction of Hexi.
He Xi's condition was indeed very bad at this moment. Her cheeks were already redder than peach, and there was a layer of mist in front of her eyes.
Everything I saw seemed to have double and was shaking violently.
The fire in her body surged up layer by layer, making her want to tear all her clothes to pieces.
Every inch of her skin became extremely fragile and sensitive. Even a gentle breeze made her want to moan and tremble uncontrollably.
But she couldn't do that. Her pride and self-esteem wouldn't allow her to show such an ugly and embarrassing appearance in front of Feng Lianying, such a vicious and cruel woman.
He Xi saw Mr. Liao and several of his disciples walking towards him and surrounding him.
I could hear the strange and unbridled laughter of the men in black, as well as their heavy breathing.
More than a dozen gazes fell on him, filled with disgusting lust and desire.
He Xi raised the Lishui sword in his hand, wanting to kill all the people surrounding him.
Mr. Liao suddenly pulled out a black whip with barbs and whipped He Xi hard.
With a "ripping" sound, He Xi stretched out his hand to block it, and the Lishui sword fell to the ground. The sleeve of his hand was also taken away by the whip, revealing his crystal-clear jade-like wrists and arms.
The bright red whip marks were outlined on her icy skin and bones, just like red plum blossoms fallen in the snow, so gorgeous that people wanted to ravage her, torture her severely, and leave more marks.
Mr. Liao's body was shaking with excitement, and the veins on his hand holding the black whip were bulging as if he was in spasm.
He stared at He Xi with his eyes fixed, swallowed his saliva, and swallowed again, and laughed: "Baby, did you feel very good about the whipping just now? Do you want more?"
"Hehehe... Don't look at me with such a scary look. The Passion Devourer Gu craves the pleasure of torture the most. You will soon be kneeling at my feet, licking my toes, and begging me to continue whipping you."
As he spoke, Mr. Liao quickly swung his sword a second time, this time towards the clothes on Hexi's chest.
The whip has barbs. If Hexi is hit by it, his clothes will be torn into pieces quickly, revealing his skin as white as jade.
Mr. Liao and his disciples' eyes sparkled as they looked greedily at the weak girl in front of them who was about to be raped by them.
However, when the whip was swung in front of Hexi, a slender, white hand suddenly appeared out of thin air and grabbed the whip. (To be continued)