Concubine Defying the Heavens: Your Majesty, please undress

Chapter 115 Breaking Her Finger!

"In front of us, don't you want to put on airs of the young lady of the Yongfu! Even if you have a family property to pass on, you can only pass it on to the men of the Yong family! What are you, a bastard?! I advise you to save yourself Xin, stop being so clever! You and your abandoned wife and mother will never get a single chicken feather!"

"Third aunt, I don't like to hear your words! What do you mean that only males have a share?! I also have a share of the old man's property!"

Yong Fuyuan yelled unconvinced.

Yong Yule's forward steps suddenly stopped.Her figure rushed to Zhang Shi like a hurricane.

Zhang Shi was opening her mouth wide, intending to refute Yong Fuyuan's words, but suddenly found that the surroundings were gloomy, and a cold breath rushed towards her face, covering her whole body.For a moment, she seemed to be in a world of ice and snow, and she couldn't help but feel creepy.

Something was suddenly inserted into Zhang's opened mouth by Yong Yule.The next moment, with Zhang's scream, a stream of blood poured down.

Half of Zhang's tongue fell to the ground.In front of Zhang Shi, Yong Yule was wiping the blood-stained scalpel on Zhang Shi's gorgeous silk dress.

Zhang's face was pale, and she looked down blankly at the half of her tongue that had fallen to the ground, and saw that the blood in her mouth was continuously flowing down, coupled with heart-piercing pain.

Her eyes finally went dark, and she fell to the ground.

The place where she fell was just right, unbiased, right next to her severed tongue.

Yong Fuyuan watched the half of her tongue moving slightly in front of the unconscious Zhang Shi, as if she saw a ghost.She screamed and fell to the ground in fright.

Good... What a cruel method!
She has obviously seen it before, why did the scar heal today and forget the pain? !
For a moment, Yong Fuyuan was filled with regrets.

Yong Yule raised her eyes coldly, seeing the timidity in Yong Fuyuan's heart.

Yong Fuyuan stared blankly at Yong Yule's cold eyes, propped her hands on the ground, and kept stepping back. "You... what do you want to do?"

Yong Fuyuan's voice was timid, but she did not forget to be brave and threaten Yong Yule. "If you dare to touch one of my fingers... Fourth Prince, he will definitely not let you go! He will definitely let you pay back twice!"

As soon as Fang said the words in his mouth, he stepped back with his hands propped up, like Yong Fuyuan who was avoiding ghosts and gods, and seemed to have caught something in his hands.She glanced sideways and caught sight of a strand of hair clutched in her hand.

That lock of hair was the one that Yong Yule forcibly tore off after she threatened Yong Yule earlier, "You dare to touch a strand of my hair".

Sudden shock in her heart, Yong Fuyuan's face turned pale with fright, and she let out a breath of cold air.

Damn it!Wasn't what she just said...

Yong Fuyuan felt regretful again, and raised her eyes to look at Yong Yule in horror.

However, Yong Yule didn't have the slightest heart to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade.She took a step towards Yong Fuyuan step by step.

Seeing this, Yong Fuyuan hurriedly raised her right hand, and directed a burst of profound energy towards Yong Yule.However, the profound energy attacking Yong Yule was instantly shot down by the profound energy in Yong Yule's palm, and quickly disappeared into the air.

"Help... help..."

Yong Fuyuan was taken aback.No matter what, she never thought that Yong Yule's cultivation was already higher than hers!

(End of this chapter)