Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady Chapter 180: : Too much deception (5)

　　 Ji Li can’t remember how many slaps he has suffered. His brain has been dizzy for a while, and what’s more terrifying is that the two servants standing next to him want to He tried to prevent him from self-abuse, but he was slapped backhand.

　　 From the perspective of others, Ji Li is crazy at all. Even if he abuses himself, he still doesn't let others stop him from his crazy behavior.

　　The two servants who had been slapped by Ji Li several times did not dare to step forward. They could only cover their swollen face, and stepped aside timidly, but they felt extremely sad.

　　 The manager's hands are so powerful, he is worthy of being a body-building professional, and these two slaps almost didn't knock their teeth off.

　　 The servant was just slapped twice by Ji Li, and he grinned in pain. It is conceivable that Ji Li, who was slapped by himself for hundreds of times, wanted to die at this moment.

　　 He deeply realized the pain of being vomited by himself, but could not stop.

　　 Jifeng Yan spoke a few more times to persuade him. Seeing that Ji Li still "has no plan to stop", he turned his head innocently to look at the instructors at the martial arts field, and he spread his hands helplessly, saying that he had done his best.

　　 There are a few bold mentors who also tried to stop Ji Li from self-abuse, without exception...

　　 was all taken back by Ji Li.

　　 In the end, no one dared to step forward to stop Ji Li's self-abuse, and could only watch Ji Li spit out blood with lingering fear!

　　 I don’t know how long it has been. Ji Li really couldn’t stand the dizziness that swept through the madness, and fell to the ground with a plop. The original sunken cheeks are now swollen higher than steamed buns, and the palms of both hands are His skin was ripped apart, and he fell to the ground, convulsing uncontrollably.

　　 "Quick! Help the housekeeper!" The tutors on the side recovered, and immediately hurriedly lifted the fainted Ji Li up, and hurriedly sent the person back to the room to rest.

　　 But Monsoon Smoke was in chaos, and removed the restraints of the kneeling teenagers outside the martial arts arena. When everyone was busy checking Ji Li and those teenagers, he took Bai Ze from the martial arts slowly. Wandering back outside the court.

　　 Chickens and dogs jumped outside the martial arts field, but Monsoon Smoke returned to her shabby courtyard at an unhurried pace. Bai Ze followed her feet, and Monsoon Smoke was in her room. Lie on her legs.

　　 Monsoon Smoke puts his chin in one hand, caressing Bai Ze's fur carelessly, but his eyes are throbbing, but it is a terrible flame.

　　……

　　 Ji Li's self-abuse outside the martial arts arena soon spread in Ji's family.

　　 Until the morning of the second day, Monsoon Smoke had just woke up from his sleep when a sudden knock on the door rang out.

　　 Monsoon Smoke responded casually, and before he got up to open the door, the people outside had already opened his mouth.

　　 "Miss Nine, Uncle Ji asked you to go to the lobby, and he has something to say to you."

　　Master Ji?

　　 Monsoon Smoke raised his eyebrows slightly.

　　 Uncle Ji of the Ji family, isn’t he the eldest son of the Patriarch Ji Ru and the father of Ji Mubai?

　　 "What is uncle looking for me?" Monsoon flue.

　　 The people outside the door coldly said, "Uncle Ji invites you to come over, naturally I want to ask you something, but also ask Miss Jiu not to delay the time. People are already in the front hall, Miss Jiu will soon Some preparations, let's go with your subordinates."

　　 A slight smile appeared at the corner of the monsoon cigarette holder, patted Bai Ze’s head, and whispered: "Xiao Bai, I'll take you to a good show, okay?"

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