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Shen Yuexiu straightened her legs and waist, the young man walked behind Shen Yuexiu with a whip, and raised the whip.

"You don't understand human speech, right?" Li Qifu saw that he was ignoring him, so he couldn't help but strode forward and pushed him away.

This whip general was weaker than those who beat him before, and when pushed by him, he became a little unstable.

Seeing this, Li Qifu stepped forward quickly, grabbed the whip in his hand, and slammed it towards his face.

"Ah" the young man covered his face, showing a painful expression.

"Xiaofu, stop making trouble, and return the whip to him." Shen Yuexiu's head was buzzing from the noise, and she became more and more dizzy.

"Shen Yuexiu, you say I'm making trouble? Your spiritual power has nothing to do with your body. Look at your skin and tender flesh, and it won't hurt you to death. When the time comes, the whole ancestral hall will be full of your screams. I will embarrass you."

"Third Young Master, please return the spirit whip to me." The young man stood up, with a trace of disgust flashing in his eyes, and said expressionlessly.

Li Qifu sneered, holding the whip tightly in his hand, raised it suddenly, and hit the young man's leg.

Just the power of a whip, the young man knelt on the ground in pain, covering the ground where he was beaten.

"Say one more word, I'll kill you..."

"Please, Third Young Master..." Before he could finish speaking, Li Qifu slammed his whip hard on him.

"Li Qifu, stop, no matter how many times you hit him, it will all be on me."

"Shen Yuexiu, you really don't know good intentions, you just want to be beaten like this, okay, I'll hit you, I'll hit you a thousand times, I can't beat you to death." Li Qifu turned his feet and whipped Shen Yuexiu's butt .

The aura in Shen Yuexiu's body was revived, and the defense of the spirit body was strengthened for a while, gathering uncontrollably at the buttocks.

This time, Shen Yuexiu's forehead was in pain, she was already drowsy, but now she recovered, she closed her eyes and passed out.

"Yuexiu." Li Qifu threw the spirit whip in fright, squatted down and shook Shen Yuexiu, shaking Shen Yuexiu with his hands on the back of his arms.

He felt lumpy fragments in his soft skin.

He was terrified and couldn't wake up all the time. Mu Yuntai, who was standing outside, saw that something was wrong, and immediately ran in to check Shen Yuexiu's body.

"Why is Yuexiu injured so badly?" Shen Yuexiu was still recovering, and Mu Rucai checked his body, and the aura was very repulsive to his investigation.

Touch the surface of the skin again, it is soft and broken, and when I lift my arm, I can see that the meridians and blood vessels are disordered and a little sore, it should be seriously injured and overtired.

"What should I do?" Li Qifu asked eagerly.

"The best way is to rest. He is seriously injured and overtired. He definitely cannot kneel here, let alone be whipped."

"You can only leave after you have beaten a hundred whips, and coma will not affect you." The young man said coldly.

"You got into a fight with me, right? I'll take a hundred lashes for him." Li Qifu grabbed his collar, stared at him fiercely, and yelled at him.

The young man was not afraid at all, he just rubbed the place where he had just beaten him.

"Yes, but I will report that the person beaten by my subordinates is the Third Young Master."

"Believe it or not, I will retaliate against you afterwards." Li Qifu threatened.

"If the young master pulls off his trousers, the subordinates will report that the person who hit him is the second young master." The young man remained expressionless, as if he intended to take revenge on him.

"You mere villain, how dare you threaten me like that." Li Qifu said angrily.

"Whip guard, I am willing to bear it for Mr. Yuexiu, please forgive me." Mu Yuntai said, the young man looked at him indifferently, and did not speak.

Mu Yuntai knelt down beside Shen Yuexiu.

With a slight sneer at the corner of the young man's mouth, he walked over with a whip.

After fifty blows with the whip, Mu Yuncai's face was covered with sweat, and his figure was a little unstable.

"Okay, I'll take the remaining fifty." Li Qifu rolled his eyes at him, took off his pants neatly, and knelt down on the mat suddenly.

The young man squatted halfway, and tucked the hem of the clothes hanging on his buttocks into Li Qifu's belt.

Li Qifu's butt was exposed in the air, and he swished coldly, and said angrily, "Damn, you are so cruel, I remember you, just wait for me."

"Wait, let Mu Yuncai carry Shen Yuexiu back to the room to rest first." Li Qifu said.

"Please" the young man did not stop him again.

Enduring the pain in her buttocks, Mu Yuncai hugged Shen Yuexiu and left. Not long after she walked, she heard ghosts crying and howling wolves from the ancestral hall.

He sent Shen Yuexiu back to his own residence, his buttocks were really hurting, he put his hands on the table to relieve it, and waited for Shen Yuexiu to wake up.

In the ancestral hall, the whip landed on Li Qifu's buttocks, smashing his flesh into his bones.

Every strike was a deafening cry.

"New here, what's your name?" Li Qifu asked through gritted teeth.

The young man didn't answer his words, but beat him severely.

Li Qifu yelled unexpectedly, and realized that fifty lashes were still short of three lashes, and the young man didn't beat him any more. He looked back curiously, and saw the young man kneeling on the ground with his head buried.

He looked up along the hand holding the whip, startled, terrified, without the usual arrogance at all, squirming his lips: "Father."

"Not a little courage." Patriarch Shen Mo said coldly, wrapped the spirit whip around the young man's neck in his hand, dragged him and threw him on the mat, with his buttocks slightly raised.

Patriarch Shen Me shook his hand three times, and the young man couldn't help clenching his fists tightly, sweating profusely.

Li Qifu knelt on the mat and didn't dare to move rashly. He restlessly moved his hands towards his waist, trying to pull out the hem of his clothes.

Before pulling it out, Patriarch Shen Mo put his eyes on him.

"Shame." He spat out two words coldly, and hit Li Qifu's bare buttocks with a whip.

Li Qifu couldn't help crying out in pain, and tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

He is usually arrogant and domineering, but in front of Palace Master Shen Mo, especially when he is holding a whip in his hand.

He is just a coward, and there is only a little bit of rebelliousness left in the past.

This is more painful than the 47 blows just now, and if you take another whip from him, it will hurt to death.

Palace Master Shen Mo was too ruthless, he lifted his pants, covered his buttocks with one hand, and stepped back again and again.

The young man stood up, stood aside, bowed his head and remained silent.

Palace Master Shen Me's eyes were like eagles, staring at Li Qifu firmly.

The whip in his hand moved towards him and flung it towards his legs. Li Qifu screamed and knelt on the ground unable to stand up.

Patriarch Shen Mo shook the whip in his hand, and the spiritual whip wrapped around Li Qifu's neck like a spirit snake, becoming more and more entangled.

Li Qifu couldn't help but stretched out his hand and scratched fiercely.

His expression was blue and red in pain, his eyes were wide open, staring at his father, he saw murderous intent in his eyes.

"Father, I was wrong...don't..." Li Qifu's throat was so sore that he couldn't even speak clearly, his face flushed.

Palace Master Shen Mo withdrew his spiritual whip, and said coldly to him: "Come to my study tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned and left, and the young man also left.

Li Qifu covered his stinging throat, gasped lightly, and sat down on the ground in relief. The stabbing pain in his buttocks couldn't compare to the panic in his heart now.

After a long while, his hands were clenched into fists, and he slammed on the ground fiercely. His eyes stared fiercely at the door, and the eyes gathered together once again.

Looking at the neatly arranged rows, he took the cushion and slammed it fiercely at the table where the incense burner was placed, venting the anger he received just now.