C7 Upper and Lower Guest Attire

Looking at Qin San, whose mouth was full of blood, the two servant's faces turned extremely pale. When they fixed their eyes on him, they immediately sucked in two breaths of cold air.

"Hiss!"

It was because the lower half of Qin San's body was already dripping with blood. As it flowed down his trousers, the crimson blood flowed down like water and dripped down the bench into the ground.

At this moment, the long bench had been dyed red by Qin San's blood!

After Lang Tian's first strike, Qin San's butt had already been lacerated, and his pants were dyed red with blood.

However, whether it was servant or the surrounding people, they did not have the time to look carefully because they were laughing at Lang Tian. Now, after four strikes, both of Qin San's legs had been crippled.

However, Lang Tian's face became darker and darker, and his eyes became colder and colder.

Looking at the frightened girls around him, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

Immediately after, under the shocked eyes of these people, Lang Tian raised his big stick without hesitation and struck at Qin San once again.

This time, Lang Tian used his full strength.

"With a loud bang, the unconscious Qin San suddenly opened his eyes. The veins on his neck were exposed, and his whole body was twitching.

The pain that felt like his heart had been shattered had made him unable to even let out a miserable cry!

In the next second, with a cracking sound, the entire bench was split in half by the tremendous force.

Qin San fell to the ground, his entire body convulsing non-stop, and he continuously vomited blood.

"Mo!" The two servant ran over in a hurry. They looked at Qin San at the moment. They wanted to help him but did not dare to.

"Get out of the way!"

At this moment, Lang Tian raised the stick again, his tone devoid of emotion.

"Lang Tian, you still want to hit me?" The two servant said angrily, "Can't you see how Mo was beaten up by you?"

"What did you call me?" Lang Tian's eyes turned cold.

"You..." Just as the two servant wanted to speak, their sleeves were grabbed by a pair of hands covered in blood.

Looking back, Qin San, whose face was covered in blood, used all his strength to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying. He stammered, "Call... call him son-in-law!"

"Mo!"

"Call!"

... "Son-in-law!" The two servant unwillingly called out.

"Kneel!" Lang Tian said while carrying the big stick on his shoulder.

"You..." The two servant glared at him.

"Kneel!" Qin San shouted at the top of his voice.

"Ai!" The two servant sighed in unison. They knelt on the ground and looked up at Lang Tian. Their proud expressions just now had been crushed to pieces at this moment.

In the next second, they cupped their hands on the ground. Their tone was exactly the same as when they faced Qin Chuqiao. "Son-in-law!"

"Are you convinced?" Lang Tian asked faintly.

"Yes!" The two servant bowed their heads and said.

"What about you?" Lang Tian scanned the surrounding people. His sharp gaze made everyone's heart tighten.

Along with Lang Tian's gaze, servant's maidservants, who had formed a circle, knelt down one by one. They were originally prepared to watch a good show, but now they were subdued by the main characters of the show one by one.

The image of that useless son-in-law in their hearts also vanished at this moment. A new Lang Tian was born!

"Son-in-law!" Everyone said in unison, their voices filled with fear and uneasiness.

"What about you?" Lang Tian retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at Qin San who was lying on the ground.

"Son-in-law, I, Qin San, didn't know what was good for me in the past and offended Son-in-law. I deserve to end up like this today."

Qin San's tone was filled with regret. The cold sweat on his face, mixed with blood and tears, looked very terrifying. He used all the strength in his body and carefully cried as he begged, Son-in-law, in the past, I, Qin San didn't know what was good for me and offended Son-in-law.

"But seeing that I, Qin San, have been doing my best for the Zhennan Prince Mansion, I hope Son-in-law can spare my life so that I can feed my family."

"Now that both your legs are crippled, how can you feed them?" Lang Tian said coldly.

"This..." Qin San's eyes darkened. Right now, he could no longer feel the existence of his lower body, not even pain.

However, when he heard Lang Tian's words, he gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what I do, I have to feed my family even if I have to sell my blood."

"Heh, I didn't know you had such a conscience!"

Lang Tian's expression relaxed a little. He threw the big stick on the ground, squatted down, and placed his hands on Qin San's legs.

In the next second, a majestic Mental Energy surged out of his sea of consciousness and entered Qin San's legs through his hands.

The Mental Energy was everywhere. Lang Tian's constitution could be improved, and Qin San's crippled legs could also be improved.

However, when the Mental Energy reconstructed his meridians, that heart-piercing pain was fatal.

"Ah!!!"

As expected, as Lang Tian's Mental Energy flowed into his legs, Qin San immediately let out a series of miserable cries.

"Son-in-law, please spare Mo!" The two servant who were standing at the side thought that Lang Tian was continuing to punish Qin San, so they immediately kowtowed and begged for forgiveness.

"Shut up!"

Qin Chuqiao stopped the two of them in time. Although she did not know what Lang Tian was doing, but with her understanding of her husband, since Qin San had admitted his mistake, Lang Tian would definitely not be unreasonable and not forgive him.

At this moment, although Qin San was enduring great pain, his eyes were shining.

Because at this time, he could feel the existence of the lower half of his body again.

At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, he knew what Lang Tian was doing.

"Son-in-law!" Tears gradually gathered in Qin San's eyes.

Lang Tian turned a deaf ear and focused on saving Qin San's legs.

As the Mental Energy continued to be used, his face became paler and paler, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

F * ck, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have hit him so hard!

Lang Tian cursed in his heart. He didn't want to use the Mental Energy to save Qin San. If it wasn't for Qin Chuqiao showing sympathy to Qin San, he wouldn't have done such a thing!

Thinking back, Indestructible Celestial Emperor was angry. In more than a dozen countries, millions of people died just like that. Even if he killed the wrong person, it was still some people who did not have eyes. When had he ever done such a thing?

If those officials in the past knew about it, they would laugh at him to death.

But when he saw Qin Chuqiao's pitiful look, Lang Tian's heart couldn't help but hurt. That feeling was even more heartbreaking than Yeh Mingdong's sneak attack!

Thinking to this point, Lang Tian's eyes immediately focused and increased the output of the Mental Energy.

Qin San's expression was ferocious. The pain and numbness from his legs made his entire body wet with cold sweat, but this fellow's willpower was also considered strong. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, but he did not let out a scream.

Just like that, under the double efforts of the person who saved him and the person who saved him, the meridians in Qin San's legs were quickly repaired by the Mental Energy. The blurry flesh under his pants were also quickly healing, forming bloody scabs and quickly falling off.

After about an incense stick of time, Lang Tian retracted his hands, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and slowly stood up.

"Phew, it's finally done."

Patting his sore legs, Lang Tian said, "Qin San, stand up!"

"Okay!" Qin San nodded quickly, his eyes full of expectation.

After that, under everyone's disbelieving eyes, Qin San used his hands to support himself on the ground and carefully stood up.

When Qin San stood on the ground, he felt that there was nothing wrong with his legs. Just like before, when he looked at the pale face of Lang Tian, he could no longer hold back his tears.

Immediately, he fell to his knees with a thud and knocked his head against the ground.

"The grace of son-in-law's rebirth, even if Qin San's body is torn to pieces, it will still be hard to repay it!"

Upon seeing this, the two servant beside Qin San immediately cupped their hands together. Their gazes when looking at Lang Tian were no longer the slightest bit strange. Their tone was also unprecedentedly sincere as they said, "Son-in-law is really a god!"

In the next second, as they looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure not far away, the surrounding group of servant's maidservants also bowed together. Their faces were filled with admiration as they spoke with heartfelt admiration.

"Young Master is really a god!"

The voice was so loud that it was deafening, and it filled the sky.