The modulation of the other world is activated, and the bad woman cries miserably

I have also heard of the legend about what happened to her hair after it changed color.

Yilin's face suddenly turned pale.

"You...you can't do this to me!"

She was trembling. She was obviously much taller than Nia, but at this moment she looked like a little person being pressed on a chopping board, trembling but helpless. ⑤

This junior school girl’s attack value is not low!

If this makes her angry, will I really have a chance to start over?

It was only at this moment that Yilin began to feel some regret.

I regretted that I was too kind before.

But it was too late to regret now, she had already fallen into Xia's hands.

The little saint trembled and her thighs were nervously pressed together.

"I... I have the church behind me..."

Her voice was weak.

It was more like a plea than a threat, and it sounded very weak.

But it was obvious that Yilin was not aware of her own condition at this time.

Xiaoya walked forward with a stern face and gently slapped Yilin's face with the handle of the whip.

"I told you that since you are a good friend of the senior, we won't make things too difficult for you."

"But those who plot against their master and attack their master must be punished."

"If you do something wrong, you will pay the price."

Xiaoya's voice was cold, without any of the gentleness and kindness from before.

When she heard this voice, Yilin was so scared that she almost cried.

She felt that this time she was in great danger.

But as a saint of the Vatican, she has her own pride.

Even if it was...she would not give in!

Xiaoya held the whip in one hand, rolled it into a ring, and rubbed it from Yilin's face down to her neck. Feeling her swallowing saliva, she even rubbed it a few more times with evil fun.

It's totally a deliberate prank!

Irene knew it, but it was hard not to be nervous.

The feeling that you will be severely punished in the next second but it never comes is the most torturous.

This is the situation with Irene now.

Until the whip crossed her legs and waist and landed on her thighs.

Xiaoya frowned.

Looking at her stockings was very unsatisfactory.

"Who allowed you to dress like that?"

Because she was a little scared, in order not to make herself more scared, Yilin had closed her eyes, but now she opened them dazedly.

Yilin looked at Xiaoya in confusion, obviously not quite understanding what she meant.

Is there something wrong with her stockings?

Of course there are problems.

Among all the people present, whose stockings are the same as hers, with white silk patterned lace?

The semi-hollow pattern allows you to see her fair legs through the gaps, adding a unique charm to her.

Xiaoya's words drew the girls' attention to Yilin's beautiful white silk legs.

Violet touched it directly and found that the patterned stockings felt different from ordinary stockings.

The stockings they usually wear are thick and soft, and thin and silky.

But Irene's stockings felt very patterned and angular, as well as soft and elastic like skin.

Xiaoya made a "tsk" sound.

One could clearly hear her dissatisfaction in her voice.

The whip suddenly hit Irene's thigh, making a low "snap" sound.

A fine and dense feeling of numbness and pain came from her thighs, and Erin's face turned pale.

"Tell me, are you trying to seduce our master by dressing like this?"

She heard Xiaoya's voice, which was cold and contained a hint of disgust and disdain.

Yilin felt as if her brain was dizzy after being whipped.

After hearing the question, she paused for a long time and finally made sure that she had not heard it wrongly. The Elf Princess in front of her was questioning her.

Yilin bit her lip, her expression showing a hint of pity and helplessness of being bullied, but more of it was strength.

"I don't!"

She has always dressed like this, okay?

Of course, dressing like this can increase your charm.

"What can you say to her? She's wearing fish-mouth high heels and showing her toes. She looks like a sadistic queen."

Long curled his lips and continued to complain accurately.

Maybe she wants the dog to lick her legs?

Yilin's face flushed slightly, and she didn't know where to look.

For some things, it's enough to just know them in your heart.

But if you say it out loud, it's meaningless.

What good is there in embarrassing everyone like this?

But now as a prisoner, her emotions will not be taken into consideration.

Xiaoya sneered.

"Tear--"

The sound of cloth being torn into pieces is quite pleasant.

Xiaoya's voice was cold.

"If you are so dishonest, why do you still pretend to be pure?"

The stockings on Yilin's legs were torn off.

If the previous feeling was vague and added to the charm, then now, when the stockings are torn open, it is another feeling.

That is the beauty that is being destroyed and collapsing.

It increases the desire to bully her.

Wearing hollow stockings is a little sexy and she is taking the initiative to increase her charm.

But the moment her stockings were torn, she felt forced to expose herself and be bullied.

Irene tried to close her legs, looking a little embarrassed.

But now that he was a prisoner, he had no right to negotiate terms.

She could only turn her face away and close her eyes to avoid looking at this humiliating scene.

There was a tear in the stockings, and the white leg flesh was completely exposed to the air.

Xia's hand fell on the crack and rubbed it slowly.

The touch of a boy's hands is different from that of a girl's hands.

His hands were warm, and Irene noticed it instantly.

She trembled all over, and an uncontrollable tremor spread throughout her body.

Xia Ya examined Xiaoya's masterpiece and nodded lightly.

"well done."

Then he turned around and sat back down.

This compliment was like a shot in the arm for Xiaoya.

"Tear--"

The sound of cloth tearing was endless.

The stockings on Irene's legs were in a mess.

It is in tatters, with a war-damaged beauty.

Xiaoya actually found pleasure in tearing her stockings.

A prisoner should look like a prisoner, like he looks now.

Although Irene felt very embarrassed, she could still bear it.

But how could this be the end?

Seeing the princess senior being praised by the master, how could others show weakness?

Violet took the whip from Xiaoya with a sly smile on her face.

"Snapped!"

The whip landed on Xiong, causing her plump breasts to bounce up due to the reaction of the force.

The feeling of pain made Irene frown immediately, her face turned pale but red.

She opened her eyes slightly, with a charming and seductive look.

But Violet thought it felt great to hit someone.

Seeing the pain on Yilin's face, he became even more arrogant.

"It seems like you like the feeling of being beaten?"

"You pretend to be so innocent every day, but secretly dress like an unfaithful woman. So you've been wanting someone to beat you up for a long time?"

Along with the mocking words, the sound of Violet's whip could be heard.

Irene groaned uncontrollably from her throat, and occasionally when the whip landed on a sensitive part, she couldn't help but let out a small scream.

The pain stimulated the sensory nerves of the body, while Violet's words stimulated the mind.

Yilin wanted to refute that she was not like that.

But I couldn't open my mouth at all.

As soon as she opened her mouth, her panting mixed with screams seemed to confirm what Violet had said.

Violet really enjoyed the feeling of bullying others.

Although she and Char sometimes had some fun little tacit understandings between lovers, the feeling of counterattack was still not strong enough.

Especially when the person being whipped is a bad woman who wants to bully her own man, there will be even less psychological burden.

When Violet was tired and sweaty, she returned to Char's side. Irene was already drooping, and was only being pulled by the chains.

Violet knelt down in front of Char, her face a little red from fatigue, and she smiled brightly to take credit.

"I taught her a lesson for you."

Bai Ji stood in front of Yilin, but Yilin could only barely raise her eyes to look at her.

My whole body hurts.

Very tired.

As campus goddesses, the two have always been at odds with this cold-blooded vampire.

Now she is here to laugh at herself, right?