Supreme Demon Concubine: His Majesty the Evil Emperor, addicted to pets

Chapter 737 Make Your Face Bloom 3
Ling Beiyan's speed is so fast that people can't see how she moves!
I just felt that Ling Beiyan's figure flashed over quickly. Bai Qianqian only saw Ling Beiyan rushing over in the last second, and the next second Ling Beiyan had already buckled the bowl of rice in her hand. head!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Bai Qianqian let out a scream like killing a pig, and nearly collapsed with a head of rice on her head.

Yu Jinye watched Ling Beiyan make a move calmly, his eyes indulged and indulged.

These two people look down on people, and they really need to clean up. Ling Beiyan was right.

"Princess Seven!" Princess Zhaohe didn't expect such a thing to happen, a cold light flashed in her eyes, she pointed at Ling Beiyan and said angrily, "Come here! Take this damned woman to the princess! "

Princess Zhaohe gave an order, and the guards behind her rushed out in a swarm, rushing towards Ling Beiyan's direction!

Looking at these guards, Ling Beiyan's sneer deepened a bit.

Pulling out the Floating Dragon Whip, Ling Beiyan's speed was fast, he pulled out the long whip, and slammed it in the direction of the guard!

The floating dragon whip drew an extraordinarily gorgeous shadow in the air, and slammed on the body of the guards, causing the guards to let out a scream from their throats, and fell to the ground one by one. , with a painful expression on his face.

Ling Beiyan's attack was very serious, and the sharp long whip in his hand drew a bruise from the guards' throats, causing a burning dull pain in the guards' throats, but it was not fatal.

Such a strong contrast made these guards calm down, falling to the ground one by one, writhing their bodies in pain, stretching out their hands to cover their necks, unable to utter a word.

Coldly whipping the whip in his hand to the ground, the corner of Ling Beiyan's mouth curled up into a condensed smile, and asked coldly, "Who else wants to come and try the whip in my hand? "

Ling Beiyan's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, and he asked slowly.

Unruly and arrogant, the guards almost lost their combat effectiveness by Ling Beiyan's whip. Only Princess Zhaoyang, Bai Qianqian, and some helpless maids were left present.

None of these people could be Ling Beiyan's opponent.

Seeing these people all looking at him with that kind of terrified eyes, Ling Beiyan sneered even more.

"You! You are a bold villain, you don't want to live anymore, you are a bitch...!" Princess Zhaoyang began to curse loudly without using words.

Before Princess Zhaoyang finished speaking, Ling Beiyan's slender red lips curled up, and the long whip in her hand swept out with a whistling sound, and hit Princess Zhaoyang's face with a snap!

"Ah!" A whip sounded like a thunderclap between the sky and the earth, and a particularly ferocious whip mark fell on Princess Zhaoyang's face!

Almost passed out, Princess Zhaoyang was knocked to the ground, and swallowed all the insults that she didn't have time to utter!
There were bursts of severe pain on the face that made people almost faint, and Princess Zhaoyang stretched out her hand tremblingly to touch the bloody wound on her face.

Intense stinging pain swept over in an instant, Princess Zhaoyang's body trembled unceasingly, looking at the blood on her face, "Ah! My face, my face!"

(End of this chapter)