Rebirth of the Revenge Queen

Fang Lianyi smothers, a kind of bad premonition arises spontaneously, her eyes stare at Fang Jiwei.

Sure enough, Fang Jiwei said coldly, "take it in, I'm just going to execute the family law!"

"No, no!" Fang Yuan shook her head and went back: "I don't know anything, I don't know anything!"

"Well, you brute can do such a thing. I wish I could kill you!" Fang Jiwei spits. When the servant comes in with a black wooden box, Fang opens the box and takes out a rattan soft whip. With a wave in the air, everyone can't help but shrink their necks. The sound of the whip on the ground, with a little deep echo, must be flesh and blood.

"Dad." When the audience was quiet, ilanyou suddenly opened his mouth and said, "this whip seems much better than our one!"

Ehorn was also stunned. How could the child not see the fire so well? He said nothing at this time.

Other people didn't show too surprised expression. The authentic families have their own family laws, or whips, or sticks

At the same time, the guests who have the family law of whipping have compared Fang Jiwei's whip with his own. From the sound of the overall modeling just now, it's really a better whip.

Fang Lian's face is overcast. This whip was originally made for yilanyou's high price autocracy. All the materials used are the best. How can it be bad? But she could not imagine that the whip would be used by Fang Jiwei to punish her sister.

"No, no Dad..." Fang Yuan listened to the voice and thought that her limbs were shaking and her brain was blank: "I'm innocent, I don't know anything!" She didn't know why the medicine bottle appeared on her. She really didn't do anything. She just did what Fang Lian said. Fang Yuan immediately looked at Fang Lian and her eyes filled with tears: "sister, sister, please help me, I don't know anything, sister!"

Fang Lian looked at Fang Yuan's appearance, and her heart ached even more. That was her most cherished sister: "Dad, there must be a secret in it. How could Yuanyuan get such medicine?"

"Shut up!" Fang Jiwei doesn't care about this. He only knows that if he doesn't punish Fang Yuan severely today, he may be severely punished by the old man himself! He is the future master of the Fang family. This little sacrifice should be made.

"Pa" to a whip in Fang Yuan's arm, the moment a bloodstain appeared, bloodshot exudation.

"Ah!" Fang Yuan's arm was burning and painful. She wanted to reach out and touch the wound, but she didn't dare. She didn't slow down the pain. Another whip hit her shoulder, and Fang Yuan rolled on the ground: "it's so painful. Don't hit me. It hurts."

"I'll kill you a little beast!" Fang Jiwei whipped three times in a row. After all, he was his own daughter. He didn't use all his strength, but he did a good job. He also avoided Fang Yuan's face and destroyed her face. It didn't do him any good, or even a problem. He was not so stupid.

Seeing Fang Yuan beaten, Fang Lian clenched her hands tightly. Her manicured round fingernails were deeply inserted in the palm, and the blood flowed out along the fingers. The whip seemed to be on her, and she was in pain.

"Sister, sister, sister help me, I hurt, sister..." Fang Yuan lies on the cold floor, her beautiful dress stained with blood. She reaches out to Fang Lian timidly: "sister..."

The heart seems to be grabbed by a hand. Fang Lian clenches her teeth tightly. Fang Yuan looks like her eyes. Seeing the helplessness in Fang Yuan's eyes, she really hurts. It hurts intently.

"Pa" is a whip on Fang Yuan's back again, and Fang Jiwei ponders about it. He turns to look at Fang Qiren and looks at Fang Qiren's expressionless face, as if he is still doubting himself, while Fang Jihong's eyes are full of ridicule. Fang Jiwei bites his teeth hard, and Mou has made up the whip vigorously.

"Ah!" Fang Yuan's face was pale. After the roar, the whole person seemed to be drained. She couldn't even cry out the pain. A jade back was full of skin and flesh. The bloody appearance made the female guests can't bear to look again. Don't open their eyes.

Looking at the bloodshot, Fang Lian widens her eyes, and her body quivers slightly with Fang Yuan. This is her sister, who was held in the palm of her hand since childhood

Fang Jiwei swung his arm round and was about to hit it again. The whips tore the wind. The roar was terrible. Many guests closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look down.

"Pa" to a not expected crisp, but more boring.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Ilan raised her mouth. She was really in love with her sister.

When Fang Yuan stopped, Fang Lian raised her right hand and tightly grasped the soft whip that should have been whipped on Fang Yuan. Her face was pale, her body trembled slightly because of pain. Her left hand clenched in the back of her, the tiger mouth of her right hand was torn, the blood in her palm flowed along the whip, along her wrist, and on the ground.

"Go away." Fang Jiwei frowns and looks at Fang Lian. If it is not that Fang Lian is useless, how could it be like this?

"Enough." Fang Lian looks at Fang Jiwei coldly.

"Go away!" Fang Jiwei pulled the whip, and the rough whip was like a barbed one, which made Fang Lian frown again, and the blood mark on the whip was dazzling and gripping.

"I said enough." Fang Lian grabs the whip to death. She will never let Fang Jiwei fight on.

"It's against you!" Fang Jiwei frowned and was very dissatisfied with Fang Lian's disobedience.

Fang Lian did not move. The firmness and determination in her eyes made many people recognize the eldest lady of Fang family again.

"Enough." Fang Qiren then said, "let's get here."

Having Fang Qiren, Fang Jiwei felt a sigh of relief in the bottom of his heart. He threw the whip in his hand, hummed and turned to Fang Qiren.

Fang Lian released her hand and turned to squat down: "Yuanyuan, my sister will take you away."

"Well..." Fang Yuan opened her mouth and let out a weak voice: "sister, I hurt."

"I know." Fang Lian holds Fang Yuan's hand in tears: "stick to it, sister will take you back to your room."

"Well..." Although Fang Yuan answered, she couldn't make any effort.

Fang Lian supported her with all his strength. They walked step by step. No one came to help them. Even the servants didn't help them.

Two people's dresses are messy, Fang Lian's body is also rubbing Fang Yuan's blood, looking at the back, the two sisters snuggle up to support each other gradually go far, inexplicably has a sense of desolation.