Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 366 Shen Yan beats Mo Suran

A drunken, malevolent man's voice came from not far away.

Ye Luo looked up and saw Shen Yan.

Unkempt, flushed, holding a wine gourd in his hand, drinking while walking, his cheeks were abnormally flushed, and his eyes gleamed with the madness and ferocity unique to alcoholics.

Ye Luo was stunned.

This is Shen Yan?

Is it the high-spirited and arrogant Shen Yan she knew?

Is it the handsome Shen Yan in her memory who is the proud son of heaven?

Is it the original soul of this body, the ex-fiancé whom he was infatuated with?

Everything is like a joke.

No wonder Lin Yi tried his best to persuade her, insisting on dragging her to see Shen Yan, and persuaded Shen Yan not to drink too much, and to return when he was lost. At the age of 17, a genius has become a waste, and a boy has become an uncle.

"I……"

Mo Suran, who was originally invincible in front of Ye Luo, saw her alcoholic husband walking towards her with raised fists, she was so frightened that she backed away, trembling all over, "Don't hit me, I just want to ask She wants the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead."

She even forgot to call herself "Princess Ben", and said "me, me, me" in a panic.

From the fear in Mo Suran's eyes, everyone understood that Shen Yan beat his wife not once or twice after being drunk, but was a habitual offender.

"You dare to ask her for something? Miss Ye's things can be snatched by a bitch like you? Shameless! See if I don't beat you to death!"

Shen Yan rushed over, grabbed Mo Suran's hair, crackled, and slapped several times in a row, mercilessly.

Mo Suran's face was immediately swollen, and the corners of his lips were bleeding.

She was terrified, crying, and didn't even dare to resist.

"Stop hitting, please, woo woo woo—"

"Bitch! Fuck you! Little slut! Bed-climbing bastard!"

Shen Yan didn't seem to hear his wife's begging for mercy. He pressed his wife's head and kowtowed on the stone lion next to the door of Ye's mansion.

Dong dong dong

Mo Suran's forehead bumped against the stone lion again and again, and a large piece was broken in a short while, and blood flowed out.

Everyone was silent.

Ye Luo and Si Yutian didn't stop them either, they just watched the play.

Because they both knew that Mo Suran was an eighth-level mad warrior with excellent physical fitness, but when he hit a stone, he would at most suffer a little skin trauma, not his bones and brain, let alone his death.

Everything is Mo Suran's own fault.

Ye Luo just looked at Mo Suran's eyes, from fear to fear, from fear to desolation, from desolation to despair.She cried and cried, her face was blood red, she didn't know if it was the blood that sneaked out, or she had already cried blood tears.

revenge?

In the dictionary of a desperate woman, these two words do not exist at all.

Mo Suran's fear and submission to Shen Yan came from the heart.

Shen Yan beat there for more than 20 minutes, as if he was tired, finally stopped, and finally kicked Mo Suran in the stomach in disgust, and spit on Mo Suran's face." Pooh".

After Shen Yan had vented enough, she turned her head and looked at Ye Luo.

He suddenly became cautious, subconsciously brushed his somewhat messy hair, wiped the wine stains on his clothes, and stroked the folds of his clothes.He stood below and looked at her above, wrapped in a sable cloak, her skin was like fat, her eyebrows were like emerald feathers, her lips were slightly crimson, her eyes were like stars and the moon, and her appearance was like flowing clouds in the nine heavens.

(End of this chapter)