Chapter 42: The Second Young Lady Cut Off the Hand of the Evil Old Slave
"What are you doing? Come over to me. It's useless. After all, your surname is Bai. It's easy to be bullied by such an old woman. Isn't it a shame?"
Come here, if she touches you with one of her hands, pinch it back." Bai Yunting's voice became louder again, with a hint of displeasure in her voice.
"I..." Bai Yunxuan thought that the time had come for revenge. She slowly stood up and was about to step forward to retaliate. However, she felt that her legs were weak and her body was very tired. She could not stand for a while and fell to the side.
"Be careful!" The Tibetan teenager rushed forward and wrapped his strong hands around Bai Yunxuan's slender waist.
Bai Yunxuan glanced at the young man in confusion, feeling that he had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a warm aura. He looked at her with a trace of pity in his eyes, and she leaned into his arms, so warm and solid.
Hot blood surged up in her head. Bai Yunxuan felt that her mind went blank and she fainted.
"Miss Third, Miss Third!" The hidden young man murmured with uneasiness and anxiety on his face.
A trace of panic flashed across Bai Yunting's face, and she cursed bleakly: "You're really hopeless. You can knock anyone unconscious if you hit Brother Rong. Send her back to Yanye Pavilion first. I'm afraid she'll relapse into her old habits."
"Oh!" Rong Junye nodded and held Bai Yunxuan in his arms. Bai Yunting took Liu Luoli's hand and turned to leave.
Seeing that Bai Yunting was leaving, the maids felt relieved and took two or three steps. Bai Yunting suddenly stopped, as if she remembered something, and casually took out the sword from Rong Junye's waist.
He rushed towards Aunt Zhou with great speed.
"Which one of your hands is a bitch, I'll chop off which one of yours first, to see if you're still arrogant in the future! Let you know, long memory, Luo Li's fingernails are not white, Third Sister is not something you, a blind dog, can beat.
"After finishing her words, the silver light was released, and the sword energy was extremely cold. Bai Yunting mercilessly slashed her sword towards Aunt Zhou's right shoulder. Blood spurted out, and her living right hand was separated from Aunt Zhou's body.
Home, it fell to the ground bloody, stained with soil
Aunt Zhou screamed, her whole body collapsed, and she rolled on the ground in pain
The faces of the girls around her also turned pale, and they screamed in fear. Huang Anqian's eyes went straight. Looking at the bloody right hand on the ground, her whole body felt cold. Is she demonstrating to herself?