Dragon Scale Palace Master

"But now, I want to let you know that the bad uncle in your eyes is much better than your trash dad!"

The fierce look on He Zhiqiu's face was even worse. He sneered and looked at a little brother not far away, and said, "Take out my fine needle, I will let this girl taste it, what is called terror!"

Having said that, the little brother on the side took out a piece of gold silk cloth from his pocket.

Without waiting for her to say more, He Zhiqiu took the golden silk cloth into his hands. After unfolding it, long golden needles appeared.

He Zhiqiu picked up one of them, turned to Lingling, and laughed viciously: "I have a nickname called Jinzhenqiu, He Zhiqiu, but that doesn't mean that I am Huatuo or a doctor, but a master of acupoints. !"

Regardless of whether Lingling could understand or not, he continued to sneer, holding the golden needle and piercing Lingling's body, followed by Lingling's terrifying screams.

Her facial features were twisted together, tears were streaming down her eyes, and she kept crying.

"Mom hurts! Dad help me!"

"It hurts so much, Dad, come and save me, come and save me, ah—"

Seeing this, Tang Mengxue rushed madly at He Zhiqiu, the expression on her face became more and more angry, she opened her mouth and bit on He Zhiqiu's arm, protecting Lingling with her only strength.

Only with little effect, He Zhiqiu glanced at Tang Mengxue coldly, and shouted almost abnormally: "Get away!"

Immediately afterwards, another slap was slapped on Tang Mengxue's face, and at the same time she reached out and grabbed Tang Mengxue's underwear. With a "stab", the thin underwear turned into a few rags.

"Not bad!"

He Zhiqiu smiled irritably, and looked at Tang Mengxue without a line of sight, and then said, "When I clean up this little beast, I will come to spoil you. You can't experience the waste of Ye Lizi. , A strong man like me!"

After speaking, He Zhiqiu turned to Lingling, showing no mercy at all. He picked up a golden needle and pierced it into Lingling's arm.

Tang Mengxue no longer cared about her image at this time, and frantically scratched He Zhiqiu, just wanting to rescue Lingling from the tiger's mouth.

But she was just a weak woman, how could she fight He Zhiqiu, and just after the few people nearby saw Tang Mengxue's spring light leaking, they had a bit of lust in their eyes.

"Hey, this bitch is too noisy, why don't you give it to us now and let her quiet down!"

"Yeah! Hey, Tang Mengxue has been dealt with by Ye Yun Xiao anyway, and there are not many of us. Can we reward her for fun first?"

He Zhiqiu heard this and flashed a hint of displeasure: "What are you playing, Laozi hasn't played yet! Do you want me to eat your leftover water?"

"Go away! I'll play first later, you all have a chance, don't worry! But the first person must be me!"

When the younger brothers heard this, they didn't mind, on the contrary, they felt that He Zhiqiu's consent to play with Tang Mengxue was already a great gift.

Immediately no matter how much, their eyes were focused on Tang Mengxue's body, as if they wanted to use their eyes to break through the last piece of defense on Tang Mengxue's body.

"Dad!! Dad!! Save mom, save mom!"

Lingling cried out hoarsely, clearly she was only a child, and He Zhiqiu had already had several needles in her body, but now she was shouting, save mother!

Tang Mengxue's tears flowed down, but for a moment, she regretted it. Perhaps she shouldn't have given birth to the spirit and caused her to suffer such torture.

The screams of the Tang family were endless, like hell, resounding with terrifying screams.

At this moment, He Zhiqiu's heart suddenly tightened, feeling a terrifying pressure coming, making his chest feel difficult even to breathe.

He couldn't help but look behind him. Before he knew it, four people were already standing behind him.

Ye Yun Xiao!

He recognizes this face!

But! How could this Ye Yun Xiao's change be so great?

In He Zhiqiu's eyes, Ye Yun Xiao was like a murderous god. Needless to say, his eyes were blood red and he didn't say a word, but He Zhiqiu could feel it, and his anger had exploded.

Thousands of bones are stacked like mountains, leaving the god of war alone!

The lord of Longlin Palace, the most powerful existence in China, was really angry at this moment.

Even if Ye Yun Xiao received a call from Lingling last time, Ye Yun Xiao had never been so angry. At this moment, his heart was filled with killing intent. Only blood splashing the world can dispel his hatred!

What has happened to Ye Yun Xiao? Why am I scared when I look at him?

The smile on He Zhiqiu's face has disappeared, instead of solemnity, he looked at Ye Yun Xiao from a distance, and he actually had the idea of ​​running away.

"Dad, Dad! Mom, Dad really came to save us, I knew that Dad won't run away!"

Lingling's weak voice was very small. After saying this, his eyes closed and he passed out in a coma for a while.

Tang Mengxue did not speak, but He Zhiqiu said, "What about this lame man? In front of my Beichuan Mythology, he is still a waste..."

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