Feng Yunmeng's body was completely thrown out by the whip, and a stream of blood was seen floating in the air and falling into the dust. Then Feng Yunmeng covered her face with her hands, her eyes were open tightly, and the bright red blood continued to flow from it.
It flowed from her fingers...
"ah……"
"Oh my god..."
"Meng'er..."
Ruined... Ruined... That delicate face was ruined. Feng Yunmeng was lying on the ground, hysterical... Feng Yunyi ran over in a hurry...
"Second sister, let me see your face!"
"Sister, my face hurts so much..."
"Help me, help me, I don't want to become an ugly monster!"
"Woooo..."
…
Feng Yunyi watched Feng Yunmeng carefully let go of her hand, and two words were clearly written on the left and right faces, "Bitch!"
Without any warning, without even saying a harsh word, he took action directly. Such a crisp action, such an arrogant and bold act, deeply shocked everyone...
Bitch, these two words were what Feng Yunmeng often scolded Feng Yunjin, but now they were engraved on her face.
What a superb method this requires...
This Feng Yunjin is possessed...
…
However, no one dared to speak, just because Huo Yun's more explosive movements appeared in everyone's eyes the next second.
The black whip entangled Nangong Huang tightly like a snake, making it difficult to even move, let alone break free.
Huo Yun pulled hard, and Nangong Huang was restrained in Huo Yun's hand...
"You're a scoundrel. It's enough to hurt your sister. Do you still want to hurt the prince?"
Feng Tianming's eyes turned red. He stared at Huo Yun and said that he had neglected this daughter for too long and had already given up. Thinking of the woman he had never gotten and who had been gone for fifteen years, his
My heart suddenly aches...
Yaochi'er...that woman...now her daughter is so cold and cruel...
"Old Monster Feng, you'd better not say anything, because you are the least qualified..."
Huo Yun's words immediately choked Feng Tianming. The corners of his mouth twitched and he was unable to say another word.
…
"What do you want to do? If you hurt me, you won't be able to walk out alive!"
Nangong Huang was frightened in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He just said in a low voice...
I saw Huo Yun and chuckled, "Are you threatening me?"
Then, with everyone looking in disbelief, he pulled out the dagger from his boots and pointed it directly at Nangong Huang's neck... Oh... no... He took the dagger and slowly slid it down his neck to his chest, to the position of his heart.
After staying for a while, everyone held their breath. The broad street was so quiet that you could hear breathing sounds...
However, the dagger made a circle in the heart, but did not stop... and actually continued to slide down slowly...
The sweat on Nangong Huang's forehead fell down drop by drop, "What do you want to do?"
Huo Yun didn't answer, the dagger glowed with cold silver light, continued to slide down along the heart, and landed on the lower abdomen...
Nangong Huang's breathing became heavier. This atmosphere and such slow movements felt like Ling Chi to him...
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Huo Yun's mouth, and his ordinary face was actually graceful because of this smile. Then the dagger stopped and circled in his lower abdomen, then continued to slide down, down... and slowly stopped between Nangong Huang's legs...