Before Huang Yueli had time to react, Li Moying's expression changed on the spot.
He raised his foot to kick the beggar down.
"Let her go!"
Li Moying's kick was extremely fast, and a sharp whistling sound sounded, making everyone who heard it tremble in their hearts.
If this kick is real, half of this person's life will be taken away!
However, he deserved it.
Everyone knows that what Young Master Li is most nervous about is his fiancée. If this beggar dares to touch Miss Li, isn't he looking for death
However, at this moment, a ray of mysterious force passed through the air, blocking Li Moying's feet.
"Hey, wait, Mo Ying, don't be so impulsive!"
Huang Yueli stopped him in time.
Li Moying frowned and looked at her in surprise, "Xiao Li'er, what are you... The finals are about to begin. There is no need for us to waste time for a beggar."
Huang Yueli shook his head, "No, I always feel something is wrong. The fluctuations of profound energy emanating from this person give me a familiar feeling."
"Xuanli fluctuation?!" Li Moying asked strangely.
This beggar does have some profound energy fluctuations, but he is too weak!
Any guard present was slightly stronger than him.
I don't know if this person only has such a poor cultivation level, or if his cultivation level plummeted because he was seriously injured.
But anyway, it's none of their business.
Huang Yueli said: "You will know just after asking. You all let him go and let this old man get into the carriage."
Hearing this, Li Moying frowned, obviously unwilling.
However, he never refuted the decision made by his wife.
Therefore, although he was dissatisfied, he immediately ordered the guards to help the beggar onto the carriage.
As soon as the car curtain fell, the man became excited again and almost threw himself on Huang Yueli.
"Seeking death!" Li Moying sneered coldly.
The coercion of black power burst out of his body, and the beggar couldn't bear it and almost vomited blood on the spot.
Huang Yueli said hurriedly: "Mo Ying, please sit down first. Don't worry so much. You can see that his cultivation level is not high and he can't hurt me. You can let me ask a few questions first, okay?"
Hearing this, Li Moying glanced at the beggar coldly and cast a warning look at him.
Then he sat down next to Huang Yueli.
Huang Yueli then smiled and said: "This old man, I don't know why, but I always feel that we should know each other."
"Ah... ah..." The beggar opened his mouth, eager to say something, but he could only make a vague cry.
Huang Yueli thought for a while, took out a pen and paper from the space, and pushed it in front of him.
"Do you have something to say to me? It doesn't matter if you can't say it. You can write, right? It's the same thing if you write it down."
The beggar took the pen and paper, immediately buried his head, and started writing impatiently.
Huang Yueli sat aside and watched, noticing that the nails on several fingers on his hands had been pulled out, and couldn't help but frown.
Although I don’t know this person, it’s too tragic to see him being tortured like this, isn’t it
Although she is not a very sympathetic person and usually kills demons and enemies without mercy, she is quite disgusted with using this method to torture others.
The beggar's movement of holding the pen is obviously a bit difficult.
However, he still tried hard to express what he meant.
The first sentence made Huang Yueli gasp.
(End of chapter)