“Bang!”
Fan Ziyao slapped Hua Fengjiao in the face.
"Who are you? You are just a dog that my mother threw away!"
Hua Fengjiao's face was slapped crooked, and a trace of bright red blood flowed from the corner of her lips.
Fan Ziyao stared at Qin Shu fiercely: "Take off all the clothes that are in the way, kneel at my feet and beg for mercy like a dog!"
The murderous intent in Qin Shu's eyes subsided. She stared at Fan Ziyao calmly and asked sincerely, "Are you afraid of death?"
“…”Fan Ziyao was stunned.
"..." Hua Fengjiao and everyone else in the tent were stunned.
Fan Ziyao narrowed her eyes and stared at Qin Shu, asking, "What do you mean?"
Qin Shu smiled lightly, but her voice was cold and emotionless: "What I mean is, if you are afraid of death, I will torture you; if you are not afraid of death, I will let you live forever and repay you for everything you have done to others."
Fan Ziyao was immediately furious: "How dare you!"
"roar--!"
Qin Shu pulled out the dragon scale whip from her waist, and a domineering and intimidating dragon roar sounded.
"Fan Ziyao, I didn't want to deal with you so early, you asked for it!"
The dragon scale whip wrapped around Fan Ziyao's waist, binding her hands and feet in the blink of an eye.
Fan Ziyao was horrified: "You bastard! Let me go!"
Seeing this shocking turn of events, several men in the room rushed forward with swords in hand.
"Qin Shu! How dare you! Release His Highness!"
Qin Shu looked up at the half-naked men, scanned the bruises on their bodies, and said sarcastically, "I think you guys are suffering from Stockholm syndrome. I've never seen anyone like you who are so eager to be abused!"
Stockholm syndrome?
Everyone didn't understand what was said, but they felt that it was not a good thing.
Qin Shu was too lazy to explain to them. She walked forward, grabbed Fan Ziyao and slapped her hard.
"Who do you think you are to order me around?"
Fan Ziyao, who always thought highly of herself, was stunned by the blow and screamed in anger: "Bitch! I'm going to kill you!"
She had never been beaten in her life, and she was slapped like that in front of all her subordinates!
Qin Shu smiled softly: "You can't kill me."
She pinched Fan Ziyao's chin hard and said the cruelest words in the most gentle tone.
"I will let you know what it means to be unable to live or die, and I will let you know what a real dog is."
Qin Shu was really angry.
Xie Lanzhi had never insulted her in the slightest.
In bed, the man coaxed and indulged her in every way.
Fan Ziyao actually challenged her bottom line by treating her like a dog. She was simply courting death!
Fan Ziyao was furious. She mobilized all her late Nascent Soul cultivation and struggled hard to break free from the dragon scale whip.
“Ahhhh!!!”
It would have been better if she didn't struggle. Instead, this struggle made the dragon scale whip bound around her body tighten even more.
Fan Ziyao had difficulty breathing and screamed in pain, "What kind of magic weapon is this?"
Qin Shu pulled out the cold sword from the waist of the stunned Hua Fengjiao.
The blade was against Fan Ziyao's face: "It's a magic weapon. If you break free, then what am I going to do?"
When they heard that it was a magic weapon, several male disciples who were protecting Fan Ziyao rushed out of the tent.
Immortal weapons can kill Yuanying.
They are crazy to stay here!
Qin Shu laughed sarcastically and shouted, "Xue Chen, Fan Cang! Stop them!"
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