Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

Before Huang Yueli could react, Li Moying's expression changed on the spot.

He raised his foot and was about to kick the beggar down.

"Let her go!"

Li Moying kicked out extremely fast, and there was a sharp whistling sound, which made everyone who heard it shudder.

If he is kicked by this kick, half his life will be taken away if he is not dead!

However, this is what he deserves.

Everyone knows that Young Master Li is most nervous about his fiancée. If this beggar dares to touch Miss Li, isn't this just courting death?

However, at this moment, a streak of profound energy flew across the air, just blocking Li Moying's feet.

"Hey, wait, Mo Ying, don't be so impulsive!"

Huang Yueli stopped him in time.

Li Moying frowned, and looked at her unexpectedly, "Xiao Li'er, you are... the finals are about to start, we don't need to waste time for a beggar."

Huang Yueli shook her head, "No, I always feel that something is wrong. The fluctuation of profound energy emanating from this person makes me feel familiar."

"Profound power fluctuations?!" Li Moying asked strangely.

It is true that this beggar has some profound energy fluctuations, but that is really too weak!

Any of the guards present was stronger than him.

I don't know if this person only has such a poor cultivation base, or because of a serious injury, his cultivation base has plummeted.

But anyway, it's none of their business.

Huang Yueli said: "Just ask and you'll know. You all let him go and let this old man get on the carriage."

Hearing this, Li Moying frowned, obviously unwilling.

However, he never refuted the decision made by his wife.

So, even though he was dissatisfied, he immediately directed the guards to help the beggar to the carriage.

As soon as the car curtain came down, this person became excited again and almost threw himself on Huang Yueli.

"Looking for death!" Li Moying snorted coldly.

The profound force burst out through his body, and the beggar couldn't bear it, and almost vomited blood on the spot.

Huang Yueli hurriedly said: "Mo Ying, sit down first, don't be so worried, you can see that his cultivation level is not high, so he can't hurt me. Let me ask a few words first, okay?"

Hearing this, Li Moying glanced coldly at the beggar and gave him a warning look.

Then she sat down beside Huang Yueli.

Only then did Huang Yueli smile, and said: "This old man, I don't know why, but I always feel that we should know each other."

"Ah... ah..." The beggar opened his mouth, eager to say something, but he could only make a vague cry.

Huang Yueli thought for a while, took out a pen and paper from the space, and pushed it in front of him.

"Do you have something to say to me? It doesn't matter if you can't say it. You can write, right? It's the same when you write it down."

The beggar took the pen and paper, buried his head immediately, and started writing impatiently.

Huang Yueli sat aside and watched, noticing that several nails on his hands had been pulled out, she couldn't help frowning.

Although I don't know this person, it's too miserable to see him being tortured like this, right?

Although she is not a very sympathetic person and usually kills demons and enemies without mercy, she also resents using this method to torture others.

The action of the beggar pinching the pen is obviously a bit difficult.

However, he still tried very hard to express himself.

The first sentence made Huang Yueli gasp.