Next door? Ling Wudi was so surprised that he couldn't speak, but when he looked into Yin Yue's eyes, he suddenly understood. This was his idea, right? Did he already know that Beitang was very powerful?
Yinyue noticed Ling Wudi's probing eyes, narrowed her peach blossom eyes, showed a gentle smile, and whispered: "Husband, am I very powerful?"
"Smell you, I'll ask you later!" Ling Wudi rolled his eyes at Yin Yue who smiled and turned to Beitang and asked: "Master, I've disturbed you this time... I'm sorry!"
While talking, Ling Wudi took the opportunity to hold Beitang's hand, and said in a coquettish tone: "If I had known you were around, I wouldn't have let you rent this house monthly, and would have gone directly to your place... Hehe
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It was a bit of a joke with coquettishness and ridicule. After hearing this, Beitang Zhile's beard almost stood up: "You girl, last time I saw you didn't like to talk, but this time you have become more beautiful and your mouth has become sweeter!
Come back and ask your wife to prepare delicious food for you tonight!"
"Hey! Okay, thank you, Master! Hehe..." Ling Wudi's eyes were full of smiles, showing a bit of cunning.
Yurou knelt on the ground and watched Ling Wudi talking and laughing with Beitang who came in. Her nose was almost crooked with anger. Just now, she was the one who suppressed everyone in the courtyard. Now everyone in the courtyard is standing and she is the only one kneeling.
This feeling is worse than asking her to die!
"Old man, let me go first!" Yurou suddenly interrupted Beitang, who was joking with Ling Wudi over there.
Ling Wudi glanced at Beitang, whose face turned ugly, and a smile flashed across his eyes. Yinyue smiled and shook her head. The lady is getting worse and worse now, but she also makes him like her more and more.
Beitang stopped talking, walked to the stone bench where Yurou was kneeling, and sat down, stroking his beard repeatedly, and his tone suddenly became cold: "I think the lesson I taught you, this girl, wasn't enough?
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After Beitang finished speaking, Ling Wudi clearly saw that Yurou's body had changed from kneeling on the ground just now to crawling at Beitang's feet. However, from the way she was struggling faintly, it was absolutely impossible for her to do so willingly.
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"Damn old man..." Before Yurou finished speaking, she couldn't hear anything.
Beitang frowned. Although it was not difficult for him to suppress Yu Rou with his own strength, for a person in the early stage of Nascent Soul, his spiritual power did not dare to relax at all.
Fei Tong watched from the side and felt secretly happy. Every time this damn woman relied on herself to reach the Nascent Soul stage, she didn't care about her own face. Just now she even used her spiritual power to not let herself go. Now it's better, she will be rewarded in this world.
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No one in the courtyard interceded for Yurou, they could only see her beautiful body kneeling at Beitang's feet, trembling from time to time (actually due to struggle).
After half a cup of tea, Yi finally spoke up. He thought that it would be okay to raise his head with Yurou's strength, but after waiting for a long time, he only waited until Yurou gave up her struggle.
"Senior, I have offended my junior sister so much. For the sake of my fellow disciples, please let me go!" Yi said politely in front of Beitang.
To be honest, Beitang's strength is indeed higher than Yurou, but if Yurou fights to the death, she may still have the ability to fight, but Yurou does not. If she is invincible, she may, but Yurou
I won’t sacrifice my spiritual power just because of a so-called dignity!