Demon branches and jade leaves

Chapter 125 You Beat My Mother, I'll Kill Your Son!
Seeing the behavior of the concubine, Prince Jiang's face finally showed something that could be called "popularity", and a look of satisfaction flashed across his eyes.

Prince Jiang's thin lips moved slightly, and his voice sounded like a god of death pronouncing the sentence: "In front of the ancestors, I will punish this criminal woman in the brothel with a hundred sticks, regardless of life or death!"

Jiang Louyue's mind was buzzing.

She thought she had heard the most terrifying sound in the world.

A hundred army sticks for a weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken?Military sticks are not made of wood, they are made of steel. My mother, who has never practiced martial arts, has soft skin and flesh, how can she bear it?

Oh, no wonder to add the phrase "life and death".

This old man Jiang is basically certain that his mother will die!

The patriarch gave orders like a mountain, and in less than three breaths, the law enforcement officer holding a steel army club had already walked to Yinxi's side.

The military stick with a length of more than one meter and the thickness of the arm waved it high, and then thought about Yinxi's back, and knocked it down heavily.

"what--"

A shrill scream resounded through the entire ancestral hall.

The disciples of the main and branch of the Jiang family were all stunned, no, why does this scream sound like a man?

Everyone's eyes turned to Yinxi who was lying on the ground to be tortured. The baton fell half way down and hadn't touched the woman yet.

This scream was too abrupt in the extremely serious ancestral hall, and even the law enforcer was startled, and the military stick in his hand paused.

"Ah-"

There was another hoarse scream, even more miserable and shrill than the one just now.

This time, not only the younger generation, but even those who were older than a senior on the high seat stood up in shock.

"what happened?"

"Who is screaming?"

"What happened?"

"Why does this scream sound so familiar?"

"Yeah, what am I thinking about, like the voice of Shiqing's younger brother!"

"Yes! If you don't tell me, I really didn't pay attention, it really sounds like Shiqing's younger brother's voice!"

After realizing this, the entire ancestral hall was almost in chaos, and everyone began to rush to find Jiang Shiqing's figure.

"Where's brother Shiqing?"

"Did you see it?"

"I didn't see it."

"Isn't he with you?"

"You're talking nonsense, how could brother Shiqing be with me?"

……

"Ah - stop fighting, stop fighting!"

"Jiang Louyue, Jiang Louyue, I beg you, can't I beg you? Don't hit me! Woo—"

This time, the sound was like a ghost crying and wolf howling. It was absolutely tragic, and it lasted for a long time.

Everyone finally found the source of the sound.

The main hall of the ancestral ancestral hall is very large, about [-] steps long and [-] steps wide. All Jiang's disciples are concentrated in the central part, and naturally they will not notice the dark corners all at once.

"Brother Shiqing!"

"Brother Shiqing is behind the black curtain on the right corner!"

A gust of wind blew through the window lattice, and lifted the heavy curtain full of lifelessness at the right corner of the ancestral hall, revealing the two people hiding behind.

"God! Who is that girl? How dare she ride on brother Shiqing's body!"

"Where did the wild girl come from, dare to punch Shiqing's younger brother in the face!"

At this moment, Jiang Shiqing is still the proud son of heaven among these young children, and he has nothing to do with geniuses and ghosts.

That's clearly a stunned, swollen and mourning coward who was beaten!
"What are you looking at, don't rush to save this young master!"

Jiang Shiqing turned his head at this moment, his eyes were cracked, tears were shouting from the corners of his eyes, and blood was dripping from the corners of his lips. How could he care about his face, and hissed, "Trash! Trash! A bunch of trash! You know standing, she is The sinner's daughter, kill her! Kill woo-"

Before he could finish his shouting, he received another punch.

Jiang Louyue bit her lip tightly, and her beautiful eyes contained monstrous anger. This punch of ten percent power, definitely more than [-] jin, aimed at Jiang Shiqing's front teeth and slammed it down heavily.

"You scream! You scream hard! Young Master Jiang! Young Master Jiang?!"

With a heavy punch, the two front teeth shattered directly, and blood rushed out.

"Ahhhh-"

Jiang Shiqing was in unprecedented hysteria. After screaming wildly, he began to cry wildly, "Woo woo woo-"

He has grown up so big, he has never suffered a single bit of hardship, and with Prince Jiang's doting and protection, he has never been beaten.

This is the first time he has been beaten in his life, and it's still such a brutal beating!

"enough!"

At this moment, a slightly old dull roar resounded over the ancestral ancestral hall, deafening.

Prince Jiang suddenly stood up from the most honorable seat, his majestic pupils shrank suddenly, his face was full of fierce light, and he flicked his long sleeves: "Jiang Li, this is the evil seed you raised? What kind of manner!"

Prince Jiang was the first to point the finger at Marquis Wuwen.

Marquis Wu Wen was so frightened that his legs were softening. He thought he had successfully retired, but Lou Yue would suddenly come out, and things fell into an unimaginable situation.

"Jiang Li, Jiang Yi, go and take that girl down!" Prince Jiang's face was stern, and he ordered in a deep voice, "Just like her mother, you can be punished a hundred times!"

Jiang Yi is Jiang Li's eldest brother, the eldest son, and the biological father of Jiang Shiqing.

Jiang Yi saw that his son's front teeth had been smashed, and let out an angry low roar, like a beast, his eyes were full of fierce light, and suddenly there was a yellow-rank fourth-grade steel sword treasure in his hand, and he was facing Jiang Louyue. The direction of the sprint rushed over, and the steel knife treasure directly aimed at Jiang Louyue's slender neck, wanting to cut off her head with a knife.

Dare to hurt his son, it will take your life!

Jiang Yi was certain that in this situation, even if he slashed Jiang Louyue's head, Prince Jiang would never say anything, and the two elders would never condemn him.

Jiang Yi is a five-cultivator of the seventh level of the acquired realm. With Jiang Louyue's current cultivation, just being swept away by the blade will definitely kill him on the spot.

But she had no fear on her face, and the corners of her lips even outlined a faint sneer.

She took out the star bow from the interspatial ring, and quietly wrapped the bowstring around Jiang Shiqing's neck. The slender and sharp bowstring was just wedged into the flesh on Jiang Shiqing's neck.

"come on."

In an instant, Jiang Louyue changed his position, and helped Jiang Shiqing, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face and a confused face, to stand in front of him, and the bowstring slammed into his neck again, "One step further, I will let Jiang Shiqing die on the spot, Let's see whose head hits the ground first!"

Jiang Yi froze, the hand holding the steel saber was frozen in mid-air, trembling unceasingly.

He turned his head suddenly, glared fiercely at the law enforcement officer, and said angrily: "Hit! Hit me that sinner so hard, I don't believe this dead girl won't let go!"

"If you dare to hit my mother, I will kill your son!"

(End of this chapter)