They couldn't have imagined that the wild would be sprinkled on their own owners!

"Definitely. You should indeed be guilty, but we will settle your sins later, and now I will deal with the matter in front of me. By the way, think about how to explain it to me. ”

Li Yanshu's words were not fierce at all, and his tone was incredibly calm, but except for Yun Huang, everyone who heard this trembled like a sieve, and unconsciously broke out in a cold sweat!

Yun Huang's eyes rolled, and he suddenly jumped out from behind Li Yanshu, pushed aside the people in front of him, pulled out You Qingpao, who was eager to shrink into the crack in the ground, and put on a fox fake tiger look, "Eh, Uncle You!" Didn't you just say that as long as the Seventh Prince and I kneel down and kowtow to you thirty times, we will be spared, right? ”

Hearing Yun Huang's words, You Qing couldn't wait to hit his head to death, his intestines were blue, he knelt on the ground with a plop, pounced on Yun Huang and hugged her thighs, begging for mercy, "This little brother, this uncle, this grandfather, I was wrong!" I was wrong! It's because I have eyes and don't know Tarzan! It's my fault, it's all my fault! You don't remember the villain, spare me! ”

Yun Huang didn't react here, standing beside Yun Huang, Li Yanshu, who was asked by You Qing to kneel and kowtow without much emotional fluctuations, but his face was gloomy at the moment, staring at You Qing's hands holding Yun Huang's thighs with gloomy eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Drag me down and cut off my hands!" ”

Huh?!

Yunhuang was surprised!

Yun Zhong listened to the conversation just now, and he was already in a cold sweat, and he was even more surprised to hear Li Yanshu personally open his mouth to reduce the punishment.

When he found that Li Yanshu's gaze was staring at You Qing's hands suspiciously, his heart suddenly became like a mirror!

You Qing trembled with fright when he heard Li Yanshu's words! The words were not good, and I forgot to let go of Yunhuang.

Li Yanshu finally couldn't look at it, grabbed Yunhuang and kicked You Qing on the shoulder!

You Qing was kicked so hard by Li Yanshu that his shoulder blades shattered, and he rolled out and knocked six or seven guards behind him!

Yun Huang covered his face with his hands and muttered, "Lord Seventh Prince...... Pay attention to the image of you...... It's over, beware of chilling everyone's hearts and rebelling en masse! ”

Li Yanshu didn't feel it at all, his face had returned to calm, and his tone was still very fierce, "Dare to hug your thigh, just cut off his hand, and kick him away is already cheap!" ”

Yun Huang pursed his lips when he heard this, and secretly rolled his eyes, he not only rushed over to hug my thigh, but also asked me to kowtow to him!

But she didn't say this, she still understood it in moderation.

"But, I haven't seen the wonderful slap in the face, you just kicked him like this, is it really good?"

Li Yanshu glanced at her with an unpredictable expression.

Yun Huang immediately waved his hand, "That's it, that's it!" ”

Li Yanshu showed a smile wrinkle at this time, "Good! ”

Weathering guys!

complained in a low voice, but Yun Huang secretly thought that you deserve to be angry and let you condone your subordinates to abuse slaves! Who made you acquiesce to the damn rules, who made you exploit their value so iron-blooded, and let them be oppressed?! fueled the arrogance of those dogs fighting people, and they deserved to be angry to death!

The arrogant captain earlier was already scared to pee now, and the little soldiers were also shaking like a sieve one by one.

However, Li Yanshu was obviously not interested in taking care of them personally, so he threw the mess to Yun Zhong to deal with, pulled Yun Huang and left.

Although Yunhuang has a little bit of a desire to watch the excitement, he also knows which is more important in his heart, and the main thing is important.

Before leaving, Yun Huang subconsciously glanced at the person named Yun Zhong, only to see that Yun Zhong was still kneeling on one knee, with a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, and his temperament was still neither humble nor arrogant, and he did not have the aggressive sharpness of ordinary powerful people, nor did he flatter and cling to the owner in front of the host.