Seeing Ye Xue who was as crazy as a murderous demon, Nangong Yun lost the courage to rush forward to save Nangong Chun. She knelt on the ground, covering her mouth with her eyes filled with tears.
"No..." Frightened, frightened, and helpless, Nangong Yun sat on the ground, looking at the arrogant Ye Xue who was as dazzling as fire in the wind.
Nangong Yun burst into tears as she begged, "No... no..."
Ye Xue stopped what she was doing, and threw Nangong Chun, who could still moan a few words at first, but now had more air coming out and less air coming in, like a dead dog, on the ground.
No! Ye Xue sneered in her heart. When he whipped her and punched her with a fist that could break her heart, why didn't anyone say a fair word and say no?
Other people's lives are lives, but her life... isn't it!!!!
Ye Xue stepped on the head of Nangong Chun who was vomiting blood. She tilted her head and looked at Nangong Yun, "Second sister, what are you talking about? The wind is too strong and I can't hear you clearly."
...Nangong Yun was stunned.
What language should be used to describe that look? Bloodthirsty? Violent? Like a god of death, like a demon...
Nangong Yun's hands were shaking with fear, but she didn't dare to look away.
Ye Xue stepped on Nangong Chun's head. Every time she stepped on it, Nangong Chun's head would sink an inch deeper into the mud.
The air was silent, no one dared to speak. Some people even exhaled softly on purpose.
They all avoided Ye Xue's cannibalistic gaze. They were all afraid of her. They wished they could dig a hole and hide in it. They wished they were a transparent person with no sense of existence.
Nangong Yun looked at Nangong Chun's face, being stepped on in the mud little by little, watching her fingers twitching unconsciously, watching her half-knocked eyes, being trampled casually in broad daylight.
Nangong Yun bit her trembling lips and did not dare to speak.
She was afraid, she was afraid that Ye Xue's eyes would be on her.
She was afraid that if she said a word, the next person whose face would be stepped on in the mud would be herself.
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"Madam!" Following the sound of close footsteps, there was also the voice of Wang Yunyan's maid.
Looking at the pale-faced lady, the aunt, and the eye-catching fourth lady in blood-red clothes standing in the yard, the maid raised her hand, and the nurses who came from the front yard drew out the knives from their waists and formed a circle.
The group surrounded Ye Xue.
"What? Are you trying to catch me?" Ye Xueyun smiled lightly.
Wang Yunyan clenched her fists. Her face was as calm as a pool of clear water, and she had woken up from the terrifying demon barrier created by Ye Xue just now.
Wang Yunyan pointed at Ye Xue with an awe-inspiring look on her face, "Nangong Yexue, you are so presumptuous!"
"How could I be so presumptuous?" Ye Xue asked her with a smile.
Wang Yunyan waved her right hand and said righteously: "As a descendant of the Nangong family, you should remember the family motto of the Nangong family. In front of everyone, you dare to hit Aunt Zhang, who is your elder. You are disrespecting your elders.
"The person at your feet is your sister who is older than you, and you actually hit her with fists and kicks, and beat her so severely. It is simply heartless and unjust, and is infuriating to both humans and gods."
"Come here, capture this blind, ruthless, and unjust man. Immediately put him in a dungeon and wait for the master to come back before he is convicted and sentenced."
"Who dares." Luomei and Luolan, who had been behind Ye Xue, immediately took a step forward.
Wang Yunyan looked up to the sky and smiled: "You little coquettish hooves are so outrageous that you dare to resist."