Those little guys surrounded them, and the little guy who was kicked down by Ruoyu just now rushed to the front with a ruthless expression, Ruoyu waved her hand to block the two, but she couldn't help the little guy who was around the back and wrung her wrist.

The little guy in the back exerted force on his hand, causing Ruoyu to lean forward, wanting to get up but being pressed on her back, and barely raised her head to see the sneering Mengyou Butterfly.

And this one looked up to see ...... Isn't the person next to Mengyoudie, who bowed his head slightly, Musk Yue?

Meng Youdie seemed to feel Ruoyu's gaze, hooked the corners of her mouth and turned her head to Musk Yue: "Come, look up and let your original master see." ”

Musk Yue shook her body slightly, but she still raised her head after listening to Meng Youdie's words, the scabs on her head had healed, but her smooth and white forehead was covered with a layer of fine sweat, did she feel nervous? Or do you feel a little guilty about yourself......

"I think it's good, you said that if Qingwen treats you badly, how about I let you out of your anger today." Meng Youdie smiled lightly at the person who was still shaking his hands, and took a long leather whip from the other maid behind him, handed it to Musk Yue and said, "I'll let you fight." ”

Looking at the little man, Ruoyu's heart hurt slightly, she always thought that the matter of Huayu Pavilion Musk Yue must have been forced, and she felt very missed when she heard her name in the morning, but she said to Meng Youdie that she had been treating her badly......

Musk Yue's hand couldn't stop shaking, and she shook her head vigorously and said, "No, Princess Fang, I can't ......"

Meng Youdie listened to Musk Yue's words, and did not force the leather whip, but spread her hands helplessly, and said to the black-clothed guard with the whip in her hand: "My maid must have refused because of her own strength, so please bother you to help me draw twenty whips." ”

Twenty lashes...... Ruoyu couldn't help but gasp, the leather whip in Meng Youdie's hand was shiny, and she might not be able to bear it if she smoked five whips, if she really wanted to whip herself twenty times, she didn't know how many times she would die.

The black-clothed guard laughed cruelly, and was about to pick up the whip, but a trembling female voice sounded, and Musk Yue took the whip with trembling hands and said, "I'll fight." ”

If the guard came to beat, it would be whipped on his own skin, then the musk moon came to beat his own heart a few times in addition to the flesh.

"Whoosh-" The sound of the whip slashing through the air was loud, curling the breath around him, rubbing against his tense nerves.

The whip fell, and I felt like my body was about to explode, and it hurt.

And the thin clothes on his body were torn apart with just a whip, I really didn't expect Musk Yue to be so ruthless.

This wave of pain has not been suppressed, but it was beaten down by another whip, and it was about to hit his spine, not only painful, but also mixed with a numb and crispy sourness.

Those people laughed at their faces that were red because of the pain, especially Mengyoudie, who was holding her waist up, laughed even more insolently, and the face that she once thought was still alive became more and more blurred and distorted.

The line of sight became less and less obvious, and all the senses were concentrated on the falling whip after whip.

Gradually, there was no strength in my legs, and I only felt that the whole person was softened, and I didn't feel anything.