Speaking of this, Yaoguang looked the woman in red up and down, and the disdain in his eyes was unabashedly revealed: "You don't even look at your own appearance. You are like this, and I don't even want to support my father."
No one in this world is cruel.
There is no mean word to say.
Just willing or not.
Yaoguang doesn't like to get into verbal disputes with others, but that doesn't mean she is inconvenient with words.
The woman in red was so angry that her face almost twisted, and she slapped Yaoguang.
No wind, no movement, no color.
Only violent fluctuations in the air can be seen, but no traces of the attack can be seen.
Yaoguang had long known that this woman would attack her in anger, so he had already been prepared to dodge.
However, it cannot be avoided, it cannot be avoided at all.
He was unable to move, jump, and even the power of chaos in his body was unable to operate. He could only barely protect his whole body and was completely unable to counterattack.
Too strong, this woman is too strong.
"Pa." Another slap hit Yaoguang's body firmly, and Yaoguang was inevitably knocked backwards.
The rockery behind her was shattered into powder by the woman in red.
Flying backwards, Fluctlight was knocked away from a distance.
Blood spurted out from Yaoguang's mouth and splashed in the air, like blood raining on the ground.
"The daughter of a stinking bitch is indeed meaner." Seeing this, the woman in red swung her bare hands towards Yaoguang, who was knocked away. Yaoguang immediately seemed to be under invisible control, turned around and flew back in the direction of the woman in red.
.
Without the strength of the backhand, he actually couldn't do any backhand counterattack.
"Bang." Yaoguang was thrown to the ground heavily, and poof, another mouthful of blood spurted out.
This body has been transformed by drinking the blood of a demon dragon, but it can't withstand the force of this blow. If she hadn't been dead before, she would have died a long time ago...
Yaoguang stood up tremblingly but firmly on the ground.
Reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yaoguang looked at the woman in red, the contempt in his eyes not diminishing at all: "Only those who are bitches themselves will keep saying that others are bitches. I, Beiming Yaoguang, am of noble birth, and with you
This conversation simply insults my upbringing."
There was no curse word in every word, but it was no less sharp and mean than the woman in red, in fact more cruel.
"I'm so angry with you, you are such a shameless little bitch..." The woman in red immediately became furious when she heard this, her cheeks turning blood red with anger.