The interstellar life of a cultivator

Dawn's bright black eyes stared at her, and she slowly approached her. She stepped back in horror, step by step, her eyes wide open and she shook her head in disbelief, and said from time to time: "You can't be..." She, it's not her, it won't be her." The voice was trembling and fearful.

Li Ming raised the corners of her mouth slightly, forcing her to step back step by step, "Kick, cluck, cluck."

"Don't come here again." Zhong Yan then hit her back directly against the wall. Her eyes suddenly widened when she saw the bloody and bloody Liming in front of her. She closed her eyes in fear, clenched her hands into fists, and cried out. .

Zhong Yanran came close to her, her face was close to her ear, she laughed softly, and said harshly in a low voice: "Zhong Yanran, you won't really forget who I am, will you? You seemed to be smiling when you got up that day. I’m so happy! I’m watching from the side!”

"Liar, lie." Zhong Yanran squatted down and covered her ears with her hands, as if to prove that what she saw now was fake, her body was shaking all the time.

Li Ming raised the corner of her mouth, and a coldness flashed in her eyes. He roughly pulled her hair to make her raise her head and look at him. He used his other hand to open her eyes and asked her to open them. He warned: " Open your beautiful eyes, or I can dig them out!"

"Ah!" Zhong Yanran couldn't help but scream in pain as her hair was suddenly pulled up. It felt like her scalp was about to be torn off. When Ming Ming's hand touched her, it was ice. It was completely different from the ice of a normal person. Just, just Like dead people.

Her heart felt hairy, her body couldn't help but tremble, her heart beat faster than it ever stopped, and her whole body was weak from fear. Zhong Yanran quickly opened her eyes when she heard her words, and met her cold gaze. Zhong Yanran couldn't help but shed tears. She couldn't help but Zhu muttered to himself, "Let me go, I know I was wrong, I shouldn't bully you, I'm sorry, you can do whatever you want, my family is rich, I can give you money."

"What do I want? Hahahahahahahaha." Liming couldn't help laughing after hearing her words, and slammed her head to the floor with a huge groan. Liming laughed and said: "I want you Come down and stay with me.”

"Ah ah ah ah." Zhong Yanran screamed in pain, and tears couldn't help falling. She could feel that her head had been smashed, her whole body was cold, sweating profusely, and her clothes were soaked, "Let it go." I, I really didn’t mean it.”

"Oh!" Liming responded softly. She let go of Zhong Yanran, grabbed a handful, stood up and looked at Zhong Yanran condescendingly, parted her lips slightly, "Please beg me, maybe I can consider it."

Zhong Yanran cried and knelt in front of Li Ming. She lowered her head, sniffed and cried, "I'm sorry, I beg you, I beg you, let me go. I beg you."

Li Ming played with her fingers, looked down at her whole body trembling, shook her head, and reminded gently, "This won't work. What did I do before? You have to learn from me!"

Zhong Yanran wanted to hug Ming Ming's legs immediately but found that the hug was empty. Her eyes widened in horror, her hands kept shaking, and her heart immediately dropped.

Seeing her lack of movement, Liming asked casually, "Why, you don't remember? Then I'll help you remember it!"

"No, no, I remember." Zhong Yanran was frightened by her words, and kowtowed hard, admitting her mistake while kowtowing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, please let me go."

"Very well, just don't stop." He lowered his head and coaxed gently: "I won't be happy if you stop. If I don't, I don't know what I will do."

As she said that, she floated to the desk next to the wall on the left and picked up the rusty scissors on the table. She picked it up and looked at it, then squatted down in front of Zhong Yanran. Zhong Yanran was still kowtowing because she was crying. The side of her body was twitching constantly.

Li Ming grabbed a handful of her hair and said, "Shh! Don't move, I'll hurt you later."

Zhong Yanran naturally saw the scissors. As soon as she spoke, Zhong Yanran didn't dare to move at all, and she didn't dare to make a sound even if she cried.

"That's how good you are." Li Ming praised her with a smile, picked up the scissors and cut off the hair in her hand from the root, and said as if reminiscing: "Do you remember? You used to like to help like this too. I cut my hair, and I like it so much. Every time after I cut my hair, I have to shave my head! I think you should also like it now, right?"

A "click" sound sounded in her head, and Zhong Yanran could only bite her lip. She never thought that someone could bully her. She hated it to death, but now is completely different from before. She didn't understand that he was already dead. How could someone like this still appear here? She is now completely weak and can't help but tremble with fear. Dad, come and save me quickly.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Li Ming continued to grab her bangs and gently helped her cut them off, "Whose hair do you think I should cut next time? My good friend? Or your good friend?"

After saying that, she cut off another handful. Seeing that her long flowing hair had become pitted, Liming put down the scissors with satisfaction and stood up with a smile.

"Ah!" Zhong Yanran was suddenly kicked in the stomach and flew straight to the wall and fell down. Zhong Yanran curled up on the ground in pain, hugged her belly, and couldn't help crying and begging for mercy, "Woooooooooo, Let me go, I know I was wrong, I’m sorry.”

Liming came to her side and stepped hard on her face. Looking at her deformed face, Liming laughed out loud, "So stepping on people's faces is so fun? I asked you why you liked stepping on my face so much before!"

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry." Zhong Yanran could only apologize frantically. She was really scared to death. It really hurt and was so scary.

He crushed her face hard, and after a while, Liming grabbed her collar and lifted her up. He whispered in her ear coldly: "It seems that you like to hit me in the face. Is it okay if I try it too?" "

Zhong Yanran's mouth was slightly open and she could not speak. She was picked up by Li Ming. Is she a pervert?

The sweat on Zhong Yanran's forehead never stopped, and her body couldn't stop shaking. She heard Li Ming say, "If you don't speak, I'll take it as your consent!"

"Pop!" "Pap!" "Pap!" "Pap"

Zhong Yanran was slapped four times by Li Ming. Her face, which was already flushed, was now slightly swollen, and the corner of her mouth was bleeding from the teeth.

Li Ming threw the person to the ground, turned back to pick up the scissors, and stared down at Zhong Yanran who was lying on the ground helplessly, "Miss Zhong can't stand it anymore? I haven't had enough fun? I remember everything you taught me before. !”

Squatting next to her, Liming touched her school uniform. The girls' uniform in Belfast Middle School was relatively simple, with a white upper body and a blue skirt on the lower body.

Li Ming lifted the hem of her clothes and said with a smile, "I'm going to start."