Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 21: Slag abuse (3)

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Ye Qingqian's miserable howling sound changed the sense of the audience.

Ye Qingluo's temperament is too difficult to figure out.

If you don't agree, you will swing away.

Nima's whip... it was really spicy.

Just hit Ye Qingqian's face directly, and the hit was so skinny.

The onlookers shivered, and subconsciously touched their faces.

Women, what cares most is their looks.

Especially Ye Qingqian, known as the number one beauty, cares about her beauty very much.

Ye Qing's use of this whip is almost killing Ye Qingqian.

"Ah—my face! My face!" Ye Qingqian screamed constantly, she felt a burning pain on her face, and her hands were covered with blood.

On her face, spreading from her forehead to her mouth, a weal mark with visible bones was extremely conspicuous.

The hand covering the wound was dripping with blood and looked terrible.

"Qianer... Ye Qingluo, you little bitch, you dare to beat my daughter! Come here, catch her for me! Catch me this little bitch!" The second lady saw her daughter. That proud face was ruined by Ye Qingluo, and the whole person couldn't calm down.

She rushed forward, trying to grab the whip in Ye Qingluo's hand.

Ye Qingluo hit her backhand with a whip, rolled her up, and flew out.

The second lady's body is like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground.

She took a "wow" sip, squirting blood.

The common people gasped one by one. The extremely **** scene, there were many timid people who didn't even dare to look at it.

Great!

It's amazing!

The shot was fierce and fierce, without giving the opponent any room to counterattack!

Who would dare to say that Young Master Ye Family is a waste? Who said they were anxious with whom!

Nima is called trash? Isn't Ye Qingqian, who is called a genius, waste in waste?

At this moment, the name of Ye Qingluo's waste is completely rewritten!

"Naughty girl! Stop!"

Yetian screamed fiercely and slammed into it.

Ye Qingluo reacted swiftly, gave up and continued to beat Ye Qingqian, retracted the soft whip, and took a few steps back hastily.

The palm of air brushed her shoulders, and with a "boom", a huge black hole exploded behind her.

Ye Qingluo's arm was sore and numb, and there was a sharp pain, pressing down from his shoulder.

She steadied her footsteps, endured the pain from her arm, her eyes were as cold as a sharp blade, and she slashed at Ye Tian Kuang fiercely.

Taking advantage of this gap, the second lady immediately greeted her entourage and carried her daughter aside.

The two daughters in a row were both beaten by Ye Qingluo.

The second lady also had wounds on her body, and she hated and feared Ye Qingluo.

Yetian's mad and cold eyes glanced at Ye Qingqian's ruined face, so infiltrating, so terrifying, and suddenly angry.

"Naughty girl! Enough mischief! You...you are so bold!"

A mysterious energy raged up from his palms, and bursts of weird rays of light were looming.

Ye Tian Kuang's eyes were full of murderous intent, and his palms slammed in the direction of Ye Qingluo!

"Slow--"

Suddenly, when the palm wind merged into the air, forming a huge black palm print, a dazzling glaucoma bloomed, solidifying the palm energy in mid-air.

As the blue light shines more and more, the palm energy blends with the blue light, exploding with a boom.

The wind is violent, and rubble is everywhere.

Ye Qingluo was also forced back a few steps by the strong wind.

The wind dissipated, revealing a black figure.

He slowly dropped his raised hands, his meaningful eyes, staring deeply at Ye Qingluo.

"His Royal Highness, the Prince..."