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05 lesson dancers 3

"He can also curse, it seems he is being too gentle." Qingcheng snorted coldly, and raised her whip viciously again.

Wu Qingcheng, who always believed that being kind to the enemy is cruel to oneself, used all his strength to whip Wu Liuyan hard. If it weren't for the injuries all over his body, just one whip would have been enough for Wu Liuyan to report to the Lord of Hell.

"Pah, pah, pah, pah, pah, pah..." Countless whipping sounds resounded in the dilapidated yard, and the sound of whipping was also accompanied by the miserable howl of the dancing smoke.

After a long time, looking at Wu Liuyan who had fallen to the ground and dying, Qingcheng snorted in disgust, raised the whip in her hand and flew out again

"Pa--" The whip was swung beautifully on Wu Liuyan's cheek. In an instant, blood began to flow out of Wu Liuyan's cheek.

That beautiful face has been ruined, and she wants to ruin the thing she values ​​most.

Death is not the best way to get revenge. Destroying the most important things and making life worse than death is the most satisfying thing.

"Flowing smoke..." A woman's loud scream came from outside the dilapidated courtyard gate.

Looking at the figure running in from outside, Qingcheng smiled sarcastically.

Sure enough, the love between sisters is deep. She waited until she disfigured her before running out in a pretentious manner, pretending to be a good sister. Didn't she just hide outside the door and watch it very enthusiastically?

Looking at Wu Nongying who was squatting next to Wu Liuyan with a look of reluctance, Qingcheng smiled mockingly.

She hates hypocritical people the most. Qingcheng sneered at Wu Nongying who bullied her and pretended to be a good person. In comparison, Wu Liuyan, who at least had everything written clearly on his face, was not so

Annoy people

"Qingcheng, how can you hit her? She is your second sister," Wu Nongying said hypocritically, looking sad.

But the look in Wu Qingcheng's eyes was full of inquiry. Isn't this Wu Qingcheng useless? How could he easily get rid of Wu Liuyan, a samurai class, and also seriously injure him?

"My mother gave birth to me, how did I get a sister?" Wu Qingcheng calmly looked directly at Wu Nongying's probing eyes, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"How dare you disown your relatives? I should really wake up this unfilial daughter like you on behalf of my father." Wu Nongying stood up and said with dissatisfaction on her face, finding a high-sounding excuse for herself to teach Wu Qingcheng a lesson.
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