Li Shenheng's voice was very indifferent and calm, as if he was talking about today's weather in a joke, rather than a major event such as taking people's lives.

Ye Fang only felt that his eyelids jumped wildly, he had never been as thoughtful as Zhou Cong in terms of Yang's conspiracy.

If Brother Cong is here at this time, how will he be advised?

In Yefang's opinion, this is not a good time for Mrs. Li to completely tear her face, after all, Miss Jingwei is also in southern Yunnan now.

And the young master himself has not recovered, if he kills Jin Zhi and annoys Madame, Madame directly orders someone to take Miss Jingwei's life, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

"I know what you are worried about, I used to hide and endure it, but in exchange for her to suffer such a sin, in this case, then I will let them know that my mind has been decided, then, if they want to do anything to Jingwei again, they have to consider whether they can bear the consequences."

Li Shenheng waved his hand: "Yefang, you can leave now, remember, when you go to the imperial capital, you don't have to hide it too much, you took the head of the dog, packed it up, and brought it back to see me." ”

"Yes, young master, don't worry, I'll leave now."

Ye Yan retreated, and Li Shenheng closed his eyes a little tired.

I hope that after this time, my mother can fully understand that there are some things that she cannot stop, and some people, she can no longer hurt a hair.

……

Alain had been hanging from a tree for two days.

In the past two days, not only did she have to endure the torture of whipping, but Xuan Ling didn't even let people give her a drop of water.

Ah Yue Ah Cai's situation was slightly better, but she also knelt under the scorching sun for two days.

Alain's husband fled with three children.

Xuan Ling couldn't help but sneer more and more when he heard the report of his subordinates.

"Give me the whip."

How long has it been since the murderous young master of the Golden Triangle has not done anything to this kind of unranked little minion?

It can be seen that he is really angry.

For the sake of the servant who bewitched him, he escaped to find his sweetheart?

Alain's dress was almost torn to shreds, and his face was covered with whip marks and blood.

Xuan Ling shook off the whip, and dipped the whip made of cooked cowhide in water, and the taste of smoking it on his body was really a life and death.

Alan opened his eyes with a dying breath, and looked in the direction where Xuan Ling was standing through a piece of blood red: "Young master, ......"

She could barely make a sound, her throat felt like a rag stuffed in her throat, and her voice was rough and hoarse.

The whip swept over Alain's body, bringing out another line of blood, and the blood splashed on the scorching ground, and Alain groaned in pain: "Young master...... Miss, Miss she ......"

She seemed to be in too much pain, and after saying a few words, she fainted groggyly.

Xuan Ling's demonic face was still indifferent and calm.

He waved his hand, motioned for his subordinates to wake Alain up, and fed her a few more mouthfuls of water.

Alan drank a little water, seemed to regain some strength, she struggled to look at Xuan Ling, and said hoarsely: "Miss, she ...... She said to me...... Say you are, you are a person with a good heart......"

Xuan Ling couldn't help but pull his thin lips, and a sneer hung on the corner of his lips for a long time.

"Young Master...... Miss is a nice person......"

Alain said weakly, the scorching sun scorching her, and the extreme dehydration and blood loss made her feel like she couldn't hold it anymore.

Regret it?

Perhaps, there is still a little regret.