Fengwu Tianjiao: Juefei Concubine

The Eastern Continent of Yunfeng Continent is a fertile region, with the three great states of Cangming, Xueying, and Lanling, as well as countless small states.

Beside the back hill of the Wu Mansion of the No. [-] family in the Cangming Kingdom, pitiful begging for mercy and vicious cursing came in bursts, making the two little maids passing by tremble.

"Second Miss was beaten by Eldest Miss and Eldest Young Master again." It was not a question, but an affirmation.

Another girl hurriedly looked around, "Shh, don't meddle in other people's business, let's go around."

"But if the beating continues like this, Second Miss will be beaten to death."

Through the gaps in the branches, I saw Wu Qingya who was kicked and rolled around, and the sympathetic girl's face was wrinkled tightly.

"Let's go! Although you have just arrived in Wufu, it's not that you don't know about the Second Miss. Hurry up!" As she spoke, she took her hand and walked away in a detour.

"Ah! Stop hitting, stop hitting, please stop hitting!"

I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old skinny girl lying on the ground, her face was smeared with mud, she couldn't see her face clearly, her eyes were dull, and she kept begging for mercy.

Beside her stood a man and a woman in bright clothes, about fourteen or fifteen years old, showing no sympathy at all, instead laughing profusely, it can be seen that these two were the instigators of this incident.

The girl squatted down and pinched Wu Qingya's sharp and thin chin with all her strength, "If you don't want to be beaten, repeat what I just said."

The one who spoke was Wu Ling, the eldest lady of the dancer, with a vicious look on her delicate and beautiful appearance.

Hearing her words, the girl lying on the ground was covered in tears, her face was full of timidity, and she bit her lower lip more and more.

"Say it quickly, say that your mother is a lowly whore, tell everyone that you are a bastard at all." The greasy-haired teenager raised his foot and stepped on her back viciously.

Wu Qingya gently shook her head.

No, she can be beaten and scolded by them, but she can't let them insult her mother.

Seeing her obstinate appearance, the eldest lady Wu Ling narrowed her eyes and stood up abruptly, sternly yelling at the servant beside her, "What are you doing standing still, give me a hard hit, hit her to death, hit her!" As long as you are willing to say."

But her eyes stared viciously at the girl on the ground, what she hated most was Wu Qingya's face, that face that made her mad with jealousy.

Therefore, she did not allow her to show her stunning face, let alone eat her full, she wanted her to become skinny, she wanted her to be bullied, she wanted to trample her under her feet and let herself be ravaged.

Wu Qingya's eyes full of timidity, and the sound of begging for mercy in pain, only at this time, she will feel extremely comfortable in her heart.

"Brother, let's go! It's so boring." He glanced at the ground in disgust. The clothes were all dirty, and it seemed that he had to make new clothes again.

Wu De hesitantly glanced at the dying Wu frivolously on the ground, "Sister, what if we really beat her to death?"

Wu Ling cast a sideways glance, "Anyway, she's a waste, she'll only embarrass our dancers if she's alive, but she'll be clean when she's dead."

As she said that, she still did not forget to give her a hard kick, "The problem is, I'm afraid that this cheap life of hers will not die!"

Wu Qingya looked at the gradually leaving figure, and muttered, "I'm not a bitch, don't scold my mother!"

His thin body trembled more and more, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his vision gradually blurred.