Where was Shen Yu still in the mood to pay attention to him, at this time she was also frightened stupid, and ran over in a few steps to pick up the candlestick and hit the nailed wooden window, trying to escape from there. Under two or three heavy blows, the wooden window was broken, and Shen Yu only thought about running out quickly and hitting hard.

Unexpectedly, Huo Zongyuan had already pounced from behind.

After being attacked twice, his patience had been exhausted, even if he couldn't have sex at this time, he was ruthless to accept Shen Yan. His hand fell on Shen Fei's clothes and tore them violently, and his strength was so great under the severe pain and anger that he actually ripped Shen Yan's coat apart.

Shen Yan was shocked and angry, waving the candlestick and wanting to fight back.

But Huo Zongyuan suffered a loss twice, how could he be defenseless, snatched the candlestick with his hand and threw it out, and the bloody hand reached out to Shen Yan's collar, and when he tore it hard, the snow white inside appeared.

In the panic, reason is long gone, and only instinct is left to protect itself.

Shen Yu was frightened, her weak legs and feet couldn't beat Huo Zongyuan at all, she could only push him away with all her strength, escape from the shackles, and want to pick up the candlestick - even if she killed him, it didn't matter!

Huo Zongyuan followed closely behind, tearing her clothes piece by piece.

The two men were in a frenzy, when suddenly there was a sharp exclamation outside, and before the exclamation fell, the sturdy pine window was suddenly kicked open, and the sawdust shattered all over the ground.

Xu Yan was still wearing a homely inner robe, and he didn't even have time to put on his outer clothes, and his figure rushed to Shen Yan's side like electricity. His eyes almost erupted with fire, and he held Shen Yu in his arms with one hand, and then flew up and kicked Huo Zongyuan in the chest.

Huo Zongyuan flew up like a ball, hit the cabinet, and then fell to the ground with a muffled grunt.

There was a sound of weapons intersecting outside, Xu Yan's face was so black that ink could drip out, and he stepped forward in a few steps, and his toes touched Huo Zongyuan's waist.