C29 one breath formation

Fresh blood once again filled the servant's mouth. At this time, he was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to scream. Of course, he couldn't even scream. How could he even scream if he lost his tongue? Thus, he fainted.

From beginning to end, there was not a single trace of blood on Beiming Langyue's body.

"Ah, you little bastard, I'll tear you apart." Only when the servant's legs and tongue were taken off did the man react. The wine cup in his hand was ruthlessly smashed onto the ground, shattering into pieces as he bellowed.

To let someone else chop off one of his men in front of him, and that was a little girl who still had a head full of hair. Wasn't this a slap in the face? How was he going to survive in Xuanming City in the future?

Beiming Langyue scratched her ears and glared at him, "It's too noisy!" Then, he suddenly turned around and directly went behind the man. Before the man could even react, he raised his leg and kicked. The entire movement was completed in one go.

Bang

With a bang, the man's legs bent and he kneeled on the ground. Beiming Langyue coincidentally walked in front of him, and a faint smile formed on her lips: "I can't accept such a big gift. If I kneel, my lifespan will be shortened." With that, she turned him around and faced Bei Mingfeng who had come down a long time ago.

Everyone was dumbstruck. This little girl was too intrepid! What kind of strange martial arts was this? Her movements were unbelievably fast! Just now, when they heard the sound of bone shattering, that man's leg was probably broken.

When Hou San, who said that she would marry Beiming Lan Yue back to his family just now, saw this, her face was even uglier than his parents'. With oil on her feet, she moved towards the door without leaving a trace.

Beiming Langyue seemed to have grown eyes on her back, and said coldly: "Move again, I will cut off your legs, and without my permission, no one can leave this gate."

When everyone heard this, their complexions turned as ugly as if their parents had died. Many of them secretly cursed in their hearts. This young mistress was too f * cking intrepid.

Another person said in disbelief, "Why didn't you want us to leave? We didn't offend you, and this restaurant isn't your home." To be honest, everyone admired this person's courage. However, when they saw his legs tremble, everyone was speechless.

It turned out that he was a person who feared death, and he said those words with a stiff neck.

However, what confused everyone the most was that the young master of the Yun Family, Yun Yaotian, who was just about to tear this little granny up, had stopped eating. And he had an expression that said that he had eaten feces. Most importantly, he was just kneeling straight in front of the trash, Bei Mingfeng, that he was talking about?

Who the fuck said he didn't want to move? He couldn't move, he didn't know what kind of magic this little bastard was using, he couldn't move, he couldn't even open his mouth to speak, a venomous look flashed across his eyes. He swore that as long as he could move, he would definitely tear this little bastard apart.

"What? You're not convinced?" Beiming Langyue gestured with her cute little fists.

The man's face turned red like a pig's liver, and he completely stopped eating.

After Beiming Lan Yue shouted at the group of people who were ready to make a move, she slowly lifted Yun Yantian's chin and the dagger in her hand shined with a silver light. The blood of the manservant was left behind, and without caring about the fear in Yun Yantian's eyes, she cut off Yun Yantian's tongue cleanly with the knife in her hand.

"Hiss ~ ~ ~"

The hall was once again filled with gasps for air. This was too cruel, too f * cking ruthless. This was simply a little demon. This was the young master of the Yun family, not someone that the servant could compare to.