Transmigrating into the Idiot Fifth Miss: Stunning Crazy Concubine

Luo Liuling was held back by two servants and walked outside.

She doesn't have any force now, and she has a chubby body and doesn't have much strength, she can only keep all this in her mind.

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and she, Luo Liuling, will definitely make this so-called father regret it.

If Luo Junhao knew that he would beg this daughter on his knees in the future, he would not beat Luo Liuling today no matter what.

However, the facts doomed everything. [

Being tied to a tree by servants, Luo Liuling looked at Luo Junhao coldly.

Today, I will firmly remember.

When my wings are full, it will be the time for you to regret it.

Being looked at by Luo Liuling's eyes, Luo Junhao's heart tightened, it was like the eyes of a leopard, with a bloodthirsty and hatred expression.

He couldn't be fooled, how could such a fool have such a frightening expression, and sure enough, when he took a closer look, his face was still expressionless.

But there was still a strange jump in my heart. Damn it, thinking that Luo Junhao was in power, anyone who dared to look at him with such eyes would be a dead end.

He clenched the whip in his hand, aimed at Luo Liuling and whipped it down.

"Hiss..." Luo Liuling gasped, the first whip was always so painful, he didn't know if he could hold on.

Significantly, he didn't hear the idiot crying and shouting. Luo Junhao held the whip, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

This tortoise whip whips people, even with five-tenths of the strength, an adult can't stand it, let alone a fool.

The more I think about it, the more angry I am, what a fool, I don't even know the pain, what's the use of keeping such a daughter, it's better to die sooner and happier.

I was even more angry in my heart, and I beat him harder with my hands.

"I'll kill you idiot, I'll kill you idiot."

No matter how much Luo Junhao whipped, Luo Liuling clenched his teeth, with blood swirling in his mouth, he refused to speak.

No one stood up to intercede for Luo Liuling, even Luo Liuling's mother stood aside, staring blankly at the bloodstains drawn from her daughter's body, and did not speak.

Luo Liuling's identity as a killer in his previous life kept Luo Liuling from saying anything, because dignity is the capital to burn the enemy's anger.

Luo Liuling's body was ups and downs, and the memory of the previous life kept echoing in his mind, and after a while, it was the memory of this time and space again, and the two memories kept interlacing back and forth.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of stinging pain came overwhelmingly, and the eyes were completely dark.