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After Di Ye and Yu Xiaoyun were cleaned, they were also put on strange and gaudy clothes, and sent to Ao Yuan's room together.
After being pushed into the room, and hearing a "bang", Di Ye looked back, and the door was slammed shut.
This room is very spacious, and the furnishings inside are simple, but it looks luxurious.
Ao Yuan was well-dressed as always, his white clothes were clean and dust-free, with a long sword hanging around his waist, leaning sideways on the bright brocade-covered couch, holding a glass of wine in his hand, and gently shaking the glass.
Looking at the angry Di Ye and the terrified Yu Xiaoyun, Ao Yuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stretched out a hand towards them, and said in a calm and slightly threatening tone: "Come here."
Di Ye and Yu Xiaoyun stood still, staring at him.
Only fools will pass obediently!
Ao Yuan waited for a while, seeing that they still didn't move, as if his patience was exhausted, he raised his neck, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, crushed the glass casually, stood up, and walked towards them by himself.
"What do you want to do!" As the danger approached step by step, Di Ye instinctively protected Yu Xiaoyun behind him, and retreated towards the door.
Yu Xiaoyun was behind him, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and cried out nervously and frightened: "Ye'er!"
After a few steps, the two had nowhere to retreat.
"What a pair of loving uncles and nephews, they are still reluctant to part when they are about to die. It is very touching, hahaha!" Ao Yuan's tall figure stood in front of the two, his face covered with shadows, and when he opened his mouth and laughed, Two rows of white teeth were exposed from time to time, making his face even more eerie.
Di Ye glared at him and warned: "You! Don't come here again! If you dare to touch us, the Lingshan faction will not let you go! The head master, the third master"
"Lingshan faction? Hmph! When you are dead, I'm afraid they won't even find your body!" Ao Yuan sneered, and then with a big wave of his hand, he pushed Di Ye away from Yu Xiaoyun, "Go away, brat who is in the way!"
Di Ye was lifted up by a spiritual force, pushed aside, hit a pillar with his back, and then fell heavily to the ground, the pain was so painful that his waist seemed to be broken.
"You brat, say I'm a bad guy, use that shady lynching, poke someone's ass with a stick, hehe, today I will let you experience the so-called lynching, what it's like to be poked in the ass with a stick!" Ao Yuan grabbed Yu Xiaoyun, Turning around, he went back to the room, pulled the jug and wine glasses on the table in front of the couch to the ground, and then pressed Yu Xiaoyun on the stone table.
Yu Xiaoyun struggled hard, tried all his strength, but couldn't break free from Ao Yuan's hand that locked him with spiritual power. His slender body that hadn't grown up was held down and could not move, and his pink and smooth face was pressed against the cold and hard stone table.
Perhaps because she was too scared, or realized that resistance was futile, Yu Xiaoyun didn't cry out, her two big eyes were full of tears, and the corners of her eyes were red. He bit his rosy lip that was about to bleed, and said nothing. But thinking of the terrible lynching and poking his ass with a stick behind him, Yu Xiaoyun couldn't control his trembling.
Ao Yuan thinks that he is in such a situation now, it's all because of this brat! While saying all kinds of crazy and cruel words, he vented his anger on Yu Xiaoyun and roughly pulled Yu Xiaoyun's clothes.
"Bastard! Let him go!"
After the severe pain, Di Ye gritted his teeth and got up from the ground, picked up a large incense burner nearby, and threw it on Ao Yuan with all his strength.
Ao Yuan only needed to raise his hand a little, and he blocked the censer that was thrown at him.
The incense burner was bounced to the ground, and the incense ash was scattered all over the ground.
"You little brat, you want to protect him, but it's a pity that you don't have the ability to protect him." Ao Yuan held Yu Xiaoyun's hand still, looked sideways at Di Ye, who was full of anger, and hooked his fingers at him, provoking him He said, "Just come here, I will give you a chance to feel it before you die, and watch the people you care about being humiliated while you are powerless, what a ecstasy it will be!"
"Ah!" Di Ye yelled fiercely and rushed towards Ao Yuan.
He has practiced a few self-defense moves, but in front of Ao Yuan, who has a high level of cultivation, he is completely like an egg hitting a rock.
Before Di Ye got close to Ao Yuan's body, he was bounced away by a wave of spiritual force, hit the pillar just now again, fell heavily, groaned, and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Hearing Di Ye vomiting blood, Yu Xiaoyun suddenly struggled and shouted: "Ye'er!"
Knocking down Di Ye in the distance with one palm, Ao Yuan turned around again, pressed Yu Xiaoyun who was struggling desperately against the table, slapped his buttocks, and continued to pull his clothes.
Yu Xiaoyun's skin is delicate and tender, how could he bear such a slap from him, his brows were tangled in pain, and he couldn't help screaming, feeling as if his butt would explode.?.
"Damn it!" Di Ye wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, gritted his teeth again and got up.
If it wasn't for Si Qingmu's desire to keep alive, he might not even have the chance to get up again after being hit so hard by Ao Yuan's spiritual power.
Di Ye endured the severe pain that was about to fall apart, stood up again, and saw a rusty long sword on the sword shelf on the other wall, and rushed to take it off. After taking down the rusty sword, Di Ye pulled it out hard twice but failed to pull out the sword. The blade was tightly locked in the rusty scabbard and remained motionless.
After hearing Yu Xiaoyun's scream, Di Ye didn't care so much, he swung his rusty sword and slashed at Ao Yuan, shouting loudly: "Let the little uncle go!"
Ao Yuan turned his head again and saw that he was holding the rusty sword, the corner of his mouth twitched. When Di Ye rushed forward, Ao Yuan made a move and gave Di Ye a slap in the chest.
Like a kite with a broken thread, Di Ye was sent flying again. He bounced farther than the previous two times and fell harder. He spurted out a big mouthful of blood. It felt as if his internal organs had been shattered.
Seeing Di Ye lying on the ground in an ugly and embarrassed posture, motionless, Ao Yuan let out a series of piercing sneers, sneering contemptuously: "Little brat who doesn't know how to live or die! You still want to protect you with your little ability!" Little Martial Uncle! Hmph, I can easily kill you with just one finger!"
"Ye'er!" Yu Xiaoyun turned his head and saw Di Ye laying motionless on the ground, the blood spurting out of his mouth stained the rusty sword in his hand red, struggling wildly as if out of control, crying loudly, "Ye'er¡ª"
Ao Yuan saw one lying motionless on the ground as if dead, and the other crying with tears all over his face. Under this stimulation, his senses became excited, and his blood became restless.
Ao Yuan held down Yu Xiaoyun to prevent him from struggling, then gathered his hands together, pulled them to the top of his head, pressed them on the stone table, then freed up one hand, pulled hard, and tore Yu Xiaoyun's pants.
A piece of fabric on Yu Xiaoyun's buttocks was torn off, revealing her red and swollen buttocks.
Ao Yuan's breathing became heavier, and his eyes darkened a little. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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