As soon as the words fell, Yun Feibai grabbed Beitang Liyin's collar and threw her out of the post house.

In order to enjoy the "gluttonous food", Yun Feibai did not hesitate to risk his life and took several aphrodisiac pills.

You know, this medicine is not good for his injuries.

If he hadn't wanted to use his desire for Feng Wuwu to see if his critical parts could be used, he wouldn't have taken the aphrodisiac pill recklessly.

It's a pity that Feng Wuwu didn't rob it, and Beitang Liyin was ruined again.

At this moment, Yun Feibai only felt physically and mentally exhausted, and he couldn't lift the slightest bit of energy.

After Beitang Liyin was thrown out of the post house, he hurriedly took out the extremely compact bronze mirror in his sleeve and looked at himself in the mirror.

At first, she just felt a little itchy on her face.

When I looked in the mirror, I realized that most of my face was festering for no reason, and the wound was spreading to the side at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood was like a bead with a broken thread, smashing on her red wedding dress drop by drop.

"No, how can this be!"

"My face!"

"Why? Why! ”

Beitang Liyin covered the wound on her face in a panic, her eyes were slightly out of focus, and she was about to open her mouth to call for help, but she couldn't open her mouth when she saw the jealous eyes of the people around her.

At this moment, a group of ragged beggars came in a rage.

They looked greedily at the beautiful Beitang Riyin, and despite the festering half of her face, they forcibly dragged her into the deserted alleyway.

"Are you mistaken?"

Kitado Riyin looked at the old beggars who were doing something to her in front of her, and her legs trembled with fright.

The beggar at the head said, "I am here on the orders of the first pavilion master in the world. Stinky girls, acquaintances, hurry up! ”

"You bastards, this palace is your employer, and the person you should deal with is Feng Wuwu!" Beitang Liyin gritted her teeth.

"Feng Wuwu? She is now the princess regent, where do I dare to think of her? ”

The beggar at the head replied, and his rough hand was already stretched out towards Kitado Liyin.

A trace of humiliation appeared on Beitang Liyin's face, and he weakly pushed back the dirty hands of this group of old beggars, "Presumptuous! This palace is the princess of Beili, if you dare to touch a single hair of this palace, there will be no good end! ”

As soon as she said this, the twenty or thirty people in front of her laughed loudly.

"I can't imagine that in my lifetime, I can still have a relationship with Princess Beili!"

"If the princess is pregnant, won't I become the son-in-law of King Beili?"

"Don't talk nonsense, on!"

………

Beitang Liyin was desperate, she shouted frantically for help with her throat, but in exchange for more merciless ridicule,

In the blink of an eye, Hokudo Rion was thrown to the ground like a rag.

Her hands were held down by several people, and she felt extremely humiliated as she watched the people in front of her change wave after wave.

"Although the face is ugly, the body is charming and tight!"

"Don't get killed! There are still most of the brothers waiting. ”

………

This group of vicious beggars had red eyes, and they pounced on Beitang Liyin, who had no power to resist.

At the mouth of the alleyway, two long figures are bored watching from the wall.

"With so many people, I'm afraid that Beitang Liyin's little life will not be saved."

Feng Wuwu shivered coldly, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Before that, what she couldn't get used to the most was the man who bullied women.

It's just that Hokudo Rinin really doesn't deserve sympathy.

If it weren't for Jun Mo's protection, the person who was bullied today would not be Beitang Liyin, but her Feng Wuwu.

Jun Moran looked back at Feng Wuwu with deep meaning, and said slowly, "Look, so many people went up together, and Beitang Liyin didn't die. ”

"Are you praising her for her tenacity, or are you mocking her for being as cowardly as a mouse?"

Feng Wuwu asked Jun Mo Ran dissatisfiedly.

A few days ago, at a critical moment, she did faint spinelessly.

But this really doesn't blame her, Jun Moran is already tall and strong, coupled with his perennial martial arts practice, it is far more magnificent than she imagined.

If she didn't really like him, she wouldn't marry him.

Jun Mo's thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was low and magnetic, "This king just wants to tell you, don't be afraid." This king will never hurt you. ”

"Hmm."

Feng Wuwu was skeptical about this, but she was relieved when she saw that Beitang Liyin was still alive and well.