Quick wear: the female supporting role is slapping the face like crazy again

Chapter 195 The Young Master of Emei Who Was Sacrificial at the Wedding ([-])
"you dare!!!"

Hearing You An's words, Leng Shiyue felt a burst of anger in her heart, and threatened: "If you dare to hurt me, my father will definitely step down Wudang Emei to avenge me!"

As she was talking, Leng Shiyue seemed to have found her strength, and looked at You An with a little mockery in her eyes: "So, even if you catch me, you'd better treat Miss Ben carefully, otherwise, the devil The anger of the leader of the church is not something you youngsters can bear."

"Oh, I'm so scared!"

Hearing that at this time, Leng Shiyue dared to threaten herself, You An sneered in her heart, not knowing who gave her the confidence.

Playing a perfunctory look of fear, You'an moved his right hand forward slightly, and the sharp point of the sword directly touched Leng Shiyue's fair and delicate cheek.

"Lin Wanqing, do you really want to do it?"

Feeling the icy cold weapon touching her cheek, Leng Shiyue's confidence dissipated in an instant, her face began to show a frightened expression, her eyes widened, and she asked You'an: "How do you do this?" , aren’t you afraid of dragging down Wudang Emei?”

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Shrugging his shoulders, You'an continued with his hands indifferently: "Anyway, no matter what we do, your Demon Cult has no intention of letting us go..."

"Lin Wanqing, stop it, stop it!"

There was a burst of pain on her cheek, realizing that the woman in front of her was not afraid of her threat at all, Leng Shiyue was shrouded in fear, but her body was pressed by this woman again, and she could only let her do whatever she wanted.

A pair of phoenix eyes rolled around, the eyes looking at You An were full of hatred, and the mouth that could speak never stopped: "Lin Wanqing, you let me go, as long as you let me go, what do you want? Give you all."

"Lin Wanqing, don't do it anymore."

"Lin Wanqing, I was wrong, can you let me go?"

"Lin Wanqing, I beg you, please, please let me go and don't write on my face, please?"

……

Maybe it was because she was too scared, the woman's face no longer had the arrogance and domineeringness just now, but was replaced by a face full of panic, tears kept flowing out of her black and white eyes, and the eyes she looked at You An were even more full of fear. begging...

But, even so, standing in front of the bed, holding the light snow sword, You'an didn't even lift his eyelids, his face was leisurely immersed in his own creation, as if, at this moment, she wasn't carving something on the face of the enemy , but in the completion of a masterpiece.

"All right!"

After a while, Na You'an stopped, took back the sword, looked at the bloody Leng Shiyue with admiration, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and praised in a good mood: "It's so beautiful!"

The Wudang disciple next to him saw that the junior sister next door had scratched another woman's face with her own hands, and after she was done, she was able to praise her with admiration, and couldn't help but tremble in her heart: From now on, don't offend Junior Sister Lin.

No, don't offend the sisters and sisters of Emei.

The master is right, this woman is a tiger and cannot be messed with.

This junior sister Lin usually looks weak and weak, but when she is deceived by her sweetheart, she is able to deal with Senior Brother Xiao and Leng Shiyue.

They don't know what it means to love and hate.

They only knew that Senior Sister Lin was docile and worshiped Senior Brother Xiao before, but because Senior Brother Xiao hurt her heart, she was able to draw her sword and even do something like drugging her.

However, speaking of it, Senior Brother Xiao is really nothing, he is the adopted son of Leng Xiaoyi, the leader of the Demon Cult.

They all came to Wudang Mountain, and even hooked up with the daughter of the leader of the Demon Cult.

If this gets out, won't it ruin Wudang's reputation?

Fortunately, Master, the old man, doesn't like Senior Brother Xiao anymore. Just now he said that the other party is no longer Wudang's disciple, so the embarrassment of Wudang is not too great.

Thinking of this, several ignorant Wudang disciples shook their heads secretly, reminding themselves in their hearts that in the future, when they meet Xiao Feng, they can no longer call Brother Xiao, otherwise, they will be considered as accomplices of the Demon Cult.

That Feng Qingyang personally followed Zhuo Donglai to take Xiao Feng to the dungeon in Wudang and locked him up. Before putting on the chains, Feng Qingyang was worried about Xiao Feng's character, so he personally used his hands to destroy the opponent's martial arts.

After it was over, he also urged his disciples to guard Xiao Feng well.

After finishing the work there, I came to see where niece Lin's lettering art has progressed.

Feng Qingyang is not the kind of person who loves the fragrance and cherishes the jade, let alone facing Leng Shiyue, the decent daughter of the Demon Cult who, together with Xiao Feng, wiped out almost the entire martial arts world in her previous life.

"Niece Lin, your character can actually be engraved a little bigger, because she has a big face!"

Back in the room, seeing Leng Shiyue lying on the bed sobbing and crying, Feng Qingyang carefully read the lettering on the other party's face several times, after all, he couldn't hold back and opened his mouth to You An.

In my heart, I couldn't help feeling a little emotional: Hey, niece Lin is just young and soft-hearted, if he were to play, she would definitely look like a slut on the other side.

Due to his status as the head of Wudang, Feng Qingyang restrained for a long time, and finally suppressed his desire to continue painting Leng Shiyue's face.

Lying on the bed, Leng Shiyue, who was in pain while letting her tears wet the wound, saw Feng Qingyang for the first moment, thought of the upright character of the other party, and originally wanted him to make decisions for her.

Who knew that what he heard would be such a remark, and suddenly, he was so angry that he spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"Then I'll add some more?"

Seeing Feng Qingyang's eagerness to try, You'an asked a little uncertainly.

"never mind!"

Feng Qingyang shook his head, and said to You An: "You have been busy for so long, you must not have a good rest, go and have a rest first."

When Leng Shiyue heard that Feng Qingyang said forget it, she felt lucky in her heart, thinking that the old man still looked like a human being, so she knew how to stop that crazy woman Lin Wanqing.

However, when he heard the second half of the sentence, another stream of blood spewed from his lips that had just spit out blood.

"Tsk tsk!"

Seeing this, You'an shook his head, and said in distaste: "This young man just can't be too indulgent, look, this body is just playing around."

Seeing this, Feng Qingyang nodded in agreement, and after finishing, he seemed to think of something, and added: "It's still bad Fengshui in the place of the Demon Sect, look, old man, I'm quite old, I know A lover is a traitor, and I'm fine."

He said he was fine, but after Feng Qingyang finished speaking, his eyes still became lonely.

Knowing that the old man was feeling uncomfortable, You An didn't expose the other party, and asked Wudang's disciples to drag Leng Shiyue to lock up with Xiao Feng, so he was going to talk to Feng Qingyang about his big plan...

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