At this point, she brought her face closer and whispered in Ouyang Li's ear: "Including your favorite two Tibetan mastiffs, there are a total of 639 living people. If you don't write, I will
I guarantee that within half an hour, no one will be unable to breathe."
Before Ling Yun finished speaking, Ouyang Li slumped down on the bench, his usual aura completely gone, and his eyes became like a dead fish.
Lingyun frowned slightly, then smiled sideways at Lingxue who was standing behind her: "Sister Lingxue, my father is deliberately trying to delay time. What do you think we should do?"
Lingxue shrugged indifferently and sneered: "If that's the case, I might as well invite Princess Gong over to help the prince grind the ink. In that case, the prince will definitely have the energy to write."
Ouyang Li's distracted spirit was awakened by what Lingxue said, and he stared at Lingxue: "Are you like this bitch, who doesn't even recognize your own father?"
Although his eyes were sharp, they were definitely not the murderous ones just now, but rather ridiculously sharp.
A sharpness that seems to want to blame his daughter for not recognizing her father
Ling Yun and Ling Xue looked at each other and smiled. Ling Xue didn't even look at Ouyang Li. She just glanced sideways at Ouyang Li, who was sharp and flattering, and snorted coldly: "Daughter? Father?"
She walked to Ling Yun and looked at Ouyang Li with a half-smile: "I haven't learned anything from you, I just learned to be cruel."
After finishing speaking, she suddenly slapped her palm heavily on the desk and said coldly: "I'm not as cruel as Ling Yun, who kills people at every turn."
After giving Ouyang Li a cold look, Lingxue turned to Lingyun and smiled: "Because in my hands, even if you want to die, it will not be that easy. The most I can do is kill you and Princess Gong.
Stripped naked and hung on the gate of the palace."
Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Ouyang Li's face that suddenly turned ashen. Lingxue raised her eyebrows indifferently: "I heard that unlike bitches like us, many respectable people are not afraid of death, but are afraid of losing their face."