Murong Li was suddenly spit on his face, trembling with anger, and the expression on his face became more and more hideous.

"You dare!" she stood up angrily, and immediately a palace maid rushed up to wipe her face.

Murong Li was furious and pushed the palace maid away.

The palace maid was unsteady on her feet, fell backwards, and hit the table, her ass just sitting on the tea stain, and the back of her head hit the table leg.

"Bang. The boss screamed, and a big bag was raised in an instant.

"There's a lot more I dare to do. Jing Ge propped himself on the ground with one hand, his fingernails digging into the wooden floor.

He stood up with trembling hands.

The corners of his mouth crossed a cold arc, and his eyebrows and eyes were frosty.

She propped up the bed with one hand and her chest with the other, pressing the spatial ring to stop the frost that wanted to rush out.

The existence of the Frost Sword could not be discovered by Murong Li.

"Smack!"

The whip in Murong Li's hand suddenly slammed vigorously on Jing Ge's back, and Jing Ge's body, which had not yet stood up straight, stumbled and bent his knees.

The upper body was lying on the edge of the bed, and the sweat on his forehead was even more turbulent.

"Cheap slave, in front of this princess, you are only worthy to kneel. ”

"Smack!"

After Murong Li finished speaking, he threw two more whips.

Jing Ge clenched the edge of the bed with one hand, his nails scratching one mark after another on it, and bright red blood beads overflowed from the place where his teeth connected to his lower lip.

She bent her knees, holding on to her knees.

Murong Li's whip was raised, and it fell towards Jing Ge's knee again.

The whip was less than half a foot away from Jing Ge, and she suddenly reached out and grabbed the whip.

With indifferent and cold eyes, he stared at Murong Li coldly.

The corners of his mouth are coldly pursed into a line.

"Murong Li, today you fall into the well, and I will set the beacon fire to relieve the hatred one day!"

Jing Ge forced himself to finish saying this, his hand was weak, the whip was pulled away again, his body weakened, and he fell.

The true dragon breath in the body, because of these twists and turns, actually showed signs of messy scurrying.

The originally orderly movements turned into a chaotic flow, which caused even more serious damage to her meridians.

If it weren't for the aura refined by the Frost Sword that had the effect of reinforcing the meridians, after that period of cultivation, her meridians would have been twice as strong as ordinary people, and the meridians would have been damaged for the second time at this moment.

"Cheap slave, kneel down and kowtow to this princess to admit your mistakes. ”

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

The whip in Murong Li's hand frequently fell on Jing Ge.

Jing Ge was in unbearable pain, and every whip he dropped was a torture from Ling Chi.

The sweet smell that gushes out of my throat is swallowed again and again.

Gritted his teeth, refusing to leak a single syllable.

Salty tears fell in her eyes, salty hurt her eyes, she didn't blink for half a minute, the cold glow in her eyes bloomed, and she looked at Murong Li with cold hatred.

Although Murong Li's momentum was strong, under Jing Ge's stubborn and cold gaze, he still couldn't help but tremble a few times.

"Don't look at this princess with such eyes!" Murong Li realized that he was actually frightened by his eyes, and immediately became angry, and even frantically whipped the whip.

Countless whips landed on Jing Ge's back, shoulders, hands, and even face......

A red mark of blood spread from the forehead, the bridge of the nose, the cheeks, all the way to the ears.

"Do you hear that? Look at this princess again, and be careful that this princess gouges out your eyes. Murong Li's whip was whipped on Jing Ge's bare arm, and there were immediately red and terrifying marks.

Cross vertically and horizontally, densely spread all over the body.