The Frozen Girl: The Beast-Controlling Concubine

Chapter 15 Murong Shishan Comes to Provocation (6)

Murong Qingyuan turned her autumn eyes, and stared at Lan Yun with a smile in her eyes, with a cold light emitting from her eyes.

Looking at the anxious Lan Yun from the side, seeing Murong Qingyuan's eyes like this, she immediately shuddered, a bad premonition welled up in her heart.

In the next second, Murong Qingyuan hid behind Lan Yun, and Murong Shishan didn't care so much, she just wanted to fix this Murong Qingyuan who dared to refute her and even provoked her .

She aimed at Murong Qingyuan who was hiding behind Lan Yun with all her strength, and flicked fiercely, Murong Qingyuan raised her eyebrows, and pushed Lan Yun slightly with her callused hands, and then she walked Like a cloud, she took a step back calmly. She was born as a professional killer, and she was the most accurate in calculating distance.

Standing in this place will definitely not be whipped by the whip.

"Ah—" The pitiful scream crossed the desolate courtyard of the General's Mansion.

Lan Yun's face was pale, her teeth were biting her lower lip tightly, the black leather whip fell on her right arm fiercely, and the clothes on her right arm were immediately torn apart by the whip, her skin was torn apart, and even the bloody flesh inside could be seen up.

The maidservants and guards who had been standing behind Murong Shishan saw Lan Yun rolling on the ground in pain, their backs became stiff immediately, and they all gasped.

　It seems that the ominous person is really an ominous person, as long as anyone who touches her, accidents will happen for no reason.

"Okay, you Murong Qingyuan!" The whip was mercilessly pulled away from Lan Yun's body, without even looking at Lan Yun who was lying on the ground in unbearable pain, his cold voice was full of hatred, "I didn't expect to dodge like this."

"My sister is showing mercy." Murong Qingyuan said softly with a slight smile on her face.

"Be merciful?" Murong Shishan smiled viciously, just after saying two words, she raised the whip in her hand again, and whipped Murong Qingyuan fiercely.

Murong Qingyuan smiled at her, her steps were like flowing clouds, and in the next second she appeared next to Lan Yun, staring at Lan Yun who was rolling on the ground in pain with extremely pitiful eyes, and said softly, "Lan Yun Yun, does it hurt?" Murong Qingyuan glanced lightly at Lan Yun's right arm, "Tsk tsk tsk, it hurts so badly."

Murong Shishan's red lips curled up, looking at the distracted Murong Qingyuan, her eyes revealed a vicious gleam, this whip would definitely rip her skin open and bloody.

Withdrew the leather whip extremely quickly, then swung it violently, and lashed towards Murong Qingyuan's back fiercely. The smug light in her eyes was shining brightly. She didn't believe that this whip couldn't beat that waste.

Murong Qingyuan, who was slightly bent, moved her ears, twitched the corners of her lips, squinted at the whip that was about to fall on her body, and smiled at Lan Yun, who was in so much pain that she couldn't even speak, "Lan Yun, You have to be good!"

Then he turned over very quickly, and the whip fell hard, neither crooked nor slanted, just hitting Lan Yun's abdomen, "Ah—" Another miserable scream crossed the silent general's mansion.

Lan Yun was so painful that tears flowed out, his brows were wrinkled, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was as white as a piece of white paper.

Since Lan Yun brought Murong Qingyuan out just now, Yulan and Qing'er have been standing at the door of the room like that, and they have long been familiar with the second lady's temper.

(End of this chapter)