The prostitutes of the Yun family will defy the sky

Chapter 133 Feng Qing's Strength

Everyone was in an uproar, and couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

Because Meng Fuyao is being ravaged by Yun Jinruo at this moment.

Yun Jinruo grabbed Meng Fuyao's crippled right hand without any hesitation, and directly kicked Meng Fuyao's back bone.

crackle.

Meng Fuyao spat out a big mouthful of blood, her charming face was full of distorted colors, and even the screams were hiccupped in her throat.

"The last blow."

Several cold lights shot out from Yun Jinruo's fingertips, sealing off the acupuncture points on Meng Fuyao's body.

Now Meng Fuyao is like fish on a chopping board being slaughtered by Yun Jinruo, he doesn't even have the strength to move.

The right hand and back bones were all broken by Yun Jinruo.

Yun Jinruo pulled Meng Fuyao's hair, and the blue soul power in his palm kept flickering, like a burning fireball——

"Where is Silence? Tell me, Meng Fuyao."

Meng Fuyao gritted his teeth, resisting the excruciating pain: "Who, who will tell you?"

"It seems that the lesson is not enough."

Yun Jinruo slightly tightened her grip on Meng Fuyao's hair.

Seemingly aware of Yun Jinruo's intentions, Meng Fuyao couldn't help trembling: "You, what do you want to do?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the referee recalled Feng Yiming's order, and quickly shouted: "Stop, Yun Jinruo, you are like this"

"roll!"

The latter was directly fixed in place by Yun Jinruo's eyes.

Those cold eyes with little murderous intent only made people fearful and dare not provoke them.

No matter how other people's affairs are, it's not as important as your own life!
"Yun Jinruo, let me go, let me go quickly."

Meng Fuyao wanted to break free from Yun Jinruo's shackles, but the acupuncture points were sealed by Yun Jinruo, coupled with the serious injuries, this struggle was like a bird in a cage, meaningless.

"Meng Fuyao, come, I'll help you change your look, don't thank me."

Yun Jinruo pulled with all her strength, and forcibly tore off Meng Fuyao's black hair countless times.

The black hair flew down, accompanied by Meng Fuyao's scream——

"Ahhhhh! My hair! My hair!"

"Don't tell me any more."

Yun Jinruo directly slashed Meng Fuyao's right face with a blade.

tear.

There was a slight sound of skin cutting, Meng Fuyao's face hurt, and he felt blood gushing out from the wound on his face and onto his body.

After realizing that something had been destroyed in him, Meng Fuyao seemed to have lost his soul, trembling: "No, my appearance, Yun Jinruo. How dare you?"

Yun Jinruo looked indifferent, and looked at Meng Fuyao like an animal waiting to be slaughtered: "Meng Fuyao, if you don't say anything, I will directly ruin your face later, not just such a small dish."

"stop!"

Immediately, two figures rushed onto the ring, and one of them flashed purple light and shot towards Yun Jinruo.

The power of the soul!

Has it finally appeared?

Feng Qing appeared in front of Yun Jinruo almost in the blink of an eye, and with a wave of her hand, she chopped the purple light into the air.

what?
Yin Lao and Meng Tao landed together, looking at Feng Qing in disbelief——

Yin Lao's blow was so easily deflected by Feng Qing!

Although it was just an ordinary blow, it was also the power of the soul!

Feng Qing
Meng Fuyao, who fell on the ground, did not want Feng Qing to see her ruined face, she lowered her head and shouted for help: "Father, master, save me!"

Yun Jinruo directly stepped on Meng Fuyao's face, rubbing it to death: "Shut up."

(End of this chapter)