"There are still a lot of those letters that haven't been sent, and they're ...... It's in the Loh. Luo Yaosheng opened her mouth to cut off Xue Lao's chatter, she looked at Xue Lao's gaze very lightly, at first glance she only felt cold, and when she touched her skin, she was shocked that the cold had already penetrated into her bones, "I remember the number of those letters, enough to send until you die, Yin Ruizhu." ”

As soon as Yin Ruizhu's three words came out, Xue Lao's breathing immediately became rapid, she closed her eyes, and her fists clenched unwillingly.

Yin Qianxue is the name of Xue Lao after he entered the Luo Clan as a patriarch, but before entering the Luo Clan, Xue Lao was called Yin Ruizhu.

Only a very small number of people in the Luo tribe know about this matter, and they are either dead or in retreat in the depths of the Luo tribe.

How could Luo Yaosheng, such a stinky kid, know? His master...... How much did he tell him?

Yin Qianxue stared at Luo Yaosheng, her straight gaze as if she was going to stare people out of a hole.

There was a brief freeze in the air, and both sides were probing.

"Where?"

A question broke the peace, Yin Qianxue was extremely tormented in her heart, but after all, she couldn't bear her suspicious heart, and asked Luo Yaosheng.

But Luo Yaosheng no longer had the patience to spend any more time with her.

"Whoa! ——”

The sound of chains swaying, and when the black mist dispersed again, Yin Qianxue's limbs, waist and abdomen were firmly bound by the resentful spirit chains, hanging in the air.

"Luo Yaosheng! Don't you dare! ”

Yin Qianxue's entire body was almost tilted towards Luo Yaosheng, if it weren't for the restraint of the resentful spirit chains, I was afraid that the whole person would have pounced on her.

Luo Yaosheng quietly looked at Yin Qianxue, who was a little crazy, and shook her head regretfully, she slowly stepped forward to pick up the whip that Yin Qianxue had fallen on the ground, spread it on her hands and looked at it, and saw the end from the beginning to the end-

"Master Snow, how does this whip feel? You whipped that cub ten times, it should be very clear. ”

This whip is thick and sturdy, and it has thorns, and you can still feel the weight in your hand, and the taste of pumping it on your body......

Luo Yaosheng's gaze swept over Yu Huaiye's body, and the long whip in his hand was raised-

"Smack!"

"Ah!! ——”

Yin Qianxue let out a miserable scream from her mouth, and the whip was whipped on her waist and abdomen, almost pulling out her soul, her whole face was in pain, but in contrast, it was Luo Yaosheng's calm praise: "It feels good." ”

Luo Yaosheng held the whip in one hand, and the other hand swept through the blood-stained place at the front end of the long whip, wiping away the ruthlessness that was inadvertently revealed.

Yin Qianxue looked at Luo Yaosheng's casual appearance, but she felt more and more cruel, cold sweat kept breaking out on her back, and the pain of the wound pulled out by the whip became more and more intense.

"Smack."

Luo Yaosheng suddenly threw the whip next to a person who had already fallen.

Yin Qianxue's original heart immediately relaxed, but the next moment, Luo Yaosheng's words made her heart fall again-

"If you like to play dead, I'll let you 'die' forever."

Corpse on the ground: "......"

The "corpse" first moved his fingers, and then in the silent and bad atmosphere, he sat up abruptly, and the fingers on his side quietly moved the whip a little farther away, and then smiled at Luo Yaosheng and Yin Qianxue awkwardly: "Young Master, Lord Xue, morning." ”

This person is the protector of the Senate who was not driven out by Xue Lao before.

When Luo Yaosheng broke in, he took advantage of the dust to lie on the ground and pretended to be dead, he thought that he could escape the catastrophe, but he didn't expect that he was seen through by Luo Yaosheng by pretending to be dead.

"Pick up the whip."