Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 80: Kneeling is what the weak do

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Ye Fengyu knelt at the spirit table, wearing only an inner shirt.

The inner shirt was torn open several times.

Ye Qingluo could tell that it was a whip.

What makes Ye Qingluo the most angry...

Her brother actually knelt on the tiles!

A few rugged, broken tiles!

The sharp tiles cut through the skin of Ye Fengyu's knees, and the blood oozing out stained the tiles and the ground.

Those people in Yejia used such cruel methods to deal with her brother!

"Get up!" Ye Qingluo strode in, his tone cold.

"Sister..." Ye Fengyu's painful face turned pale, but he bit his lips and shook his head. "Father said, as long as I kneel here for a day and night, he will forgive you..."

"Get up!" Ye Qingluo's tone increased, her eyes getting colder.

Ye Fengyu opened her mouth, just about to speak.

"If you don't get up, from now on, I will only treat you as a brother without you!"

Ye Qingluo was really angry.

Full of anger, raging in my heart.

"Since I dare to do it, I don't need any forgiveness. What's more, he is not qualified to talk to me about forgiveness!"

Ye Qing's eyes were cold, and he approached Ye Fengyu, "If you still treat me as your sister, stand up for me now!"

"Sister..." Ye Fengyu looked embarrassed to cry without tears.

He could tell that my sister was really angry.

But... the father is the father after all, it is against filial piety for the sister to do so...

If it spreads out, it will make the entire Xilan Continent, and even the realm of Nirvana, laugh at my sister for a lifetime!

He didn't spend much time with his sister, but he still knew her sister's temperament very well.

If he doesn't get up, his sister will definitely turn her head and leave, and she really doesn't recognize him as a younger brother.

I felt anxious, and I wanted to move, but it made the tiles on my knees pierce deeper.

He couldn't stop trembling because of the pain.

"Ziling, go."

Ye Qingluo sneered, turned around and left without saying a word.

Ziling followed behind, glanced at Ye Fengyu anxiously, and then caught up with Ye Qingluo, trying to plead.

But when a pair of Shang Yeqing fell on that expressionless face, Zi Ling couldn't utter a word in a daze.

"Sister!"

Ye Fengyu was in a hurry. Seeing that Ye Qingluo was about to leave the ancestral hall, he stood up immediately, trying to chase Ye Qingluo.

As soon as he straightened his legs, his **** knees, a sharp tearing pain suddenly came, and he breathed a cold breath because of the pain.

He fell to the ground, breathing heavily: "Sister, don't go, don't you..."

Ye Qingluo paused.

But she did not turn back.

Just standing at the door of the ancestral hall, looking at him coldly with those clear eyes.

"Miss, the eighth young master's legs..." Seeing that Miss was soft-hearted, Zi Ling took the opportunity to speak, and wanted to help Ye Fengyu.

"Come here by yourself." Ye Qingluo's cold voice interrupted Zi Ling's thoughts.

"Miss..."

"I, step by step, come to my face and swear to me, you are my Ye Qingluo's younger brother, strong and bloody. From now on, these knees will not kneel to heaven or kneel to the ground, no Kneel anyone!"

Ye Qingluo's voice is cold, like frost.

She loves Ye Fengyu's younger brother.

I want to train her brother well.

However, if Ye Fengyu couldn't grow up, she would never waste her time on a hopeless person.

"Kneeling is the method of the weak."

Ye Qing dropped her hands around her chest, just so condescendingly watching the people lying on the ground: "I don't need the weak by my side."