Li Nanxi looked at the two people who exploded on the spot, and her beautiful red eyes showed panic. She struggled desperately, but was unable to break free from the invisible restraints.
Tang Ze turned around and looked at Li Nanxi: "It's all your fault. They were always obedient, but when you came, they dared to rebel. So how are you going to compensate me? They are mother and daughter, and you are the only one. No matter how you look at it, I am at a disadvantage."
"Let me go!"
"Hahaha, so naive." The Soul Whip attacked immediately.
With a snap.
A miserable cry suddenly burst out from Li Nanxi's throat. For Tang Ze, the sound was too beautiful.
"Modo, Modo, no, how do you say that in Korean?" Tang Ze looked at Lin Ziyan curiously.
Lin Ziyan lowered her head slightly, indicating that she didn't know either.
Tang Ze shrugged indifferently and swung the Soul Whip again. This thing is simply the nemesis of tough talk.
After only ten lashes, Li Nanxi was already on the verge of death, and his soul was severely damaged.
Tang Ze sat on Wei Qiuyun, and with a hook of his finger, Li Nanxi floated over.
"Such tender skin, you can even see the bones. And this face, wow, I even lose my appetite after seeing it."
"Kill...kill me." Li Nanxi was bleeding and whispering weakly. He didn't want to experience this torture a second time.
“Sister, how could I kill you? I will let you know what the price is for trespassing into this land.” After saying that, he cast a holy healing spell and healed the patient.
Li Nanxi couldn't believe that his injuries were healed in an instant. Why did he need to heal himself?
When she saw him holding the red whip again, Li Nanxi knew.
To heal yourself is to torture yourself again.
A smart woman will not resist at this time.
Li Nanxi knelt on the ground and said, "Don't hit me anymore. I'll do anything you ask me to do."
"Remember, it's not what you say that counts, it's what I say that counts."
Looking at the red whip raised high, Li Nanxi felt extremely desperate, but she had no way to resist. Even if she resisted, she couldn't win, and she couldn't even die.
If I had known earlier, I would have fought with the masked man. Why did I choose a dead end?
Just when Tang Zeshuang was feeling great, a mysterious man wearing a mask appeared not far away, and he also came over after hearing the screams.
Tang Ze laughed and said, "Business is coming."
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