Probably the deeper the love, the deeper the hatred after betrayal.

Beiming Youlin tormented the second sister he loved in the past, but he was absolutely not merciful.

The main reason is that this period of time was too frustrating, a series of failures, including mental and physical blows, each thing was unexpected, but hit him with infinite precision, as if he was falling on an infinite length slide.

There is no end...

The legs are necrotic, bedridden, there is no hope of treatment, the biological mother stole the person, and the future is uncertain. Each of these things can destroy a person, let alone a concentrated outbreak.

Bei Ming Youlin is not a strong-willed man, and he is far from kind-hearted. If he wants to destroy, he naturally wants to destroy everyone around him.

No need for Beiming Youlin to torture Beiming Xiangjun, Beiming Xiangjun is already about to collapse.

Now when she sleeps, she can see a fish in the North Ming Dynasty raising his arm and dripping blood to test the stone.

From that moment on, her life began to enter nightmare mode, and everything changed.

Mrs. Wang has always taken care of her in the past, and she can be regarded as a little god-like existence in this city lord's palace. Her daily life is exquisite, and everyone is careful to serve her, lest they fail to serve her well.

But now that Mrs. Wang has fallen and Aunt Jing has come to power, there is an emperor and courtiers. Although the city lord's palace is not as good as the imperial court, it has all kinds of tricks. Bibai may not be able to compare with others, but Bihei is even better.

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Not to mention other things, Beiming Youlin, who used to love her to the core, was enough for her to drink a pot...

Twelve hours a day, as long as Beiming Youlin is awake, Beiming's lady will be served by herself.

Miss Beiming had never served anyone before, but now she had no rest for twelve hours a day. She couldn't bear it. When she was serving tea with her eyes closed in the middle of the night, there was a crash, the teacup tipped over, and the tea poured all over the floor.

Beiming Youlin yelled: "Bitch, why are your hands and feet so unclean?"

The long whip in his hand seemed to have eyes. With a snap, he drew Beiming, who was already hiding far away in the corner, in front of his eyes and gave her a severe whip.

Although his legs are weak, his hands are more flexible. Just as a philosopher said, if God closes a door for you, he will definitely open a window for you, but this window is not suitable for Bei Mingjiao.

For my mother, I couldn't breathe fresh air, but smelled the pungent smell of blood...

Miss Beiming cried like a pitiful little animal: "Brother... don't..."

Beiming Youlin became even more excited after hearing this voice: "No, no brother, what do you want, you ruthless cousin!"

The whip was whipped several times, and each sharp tip of the whip hit her tender skin. Every blow made her skin and flesh torn open, and blood overflowed. The splashing blood made her smell the smell of death.

Beiming Jiao Niang kept rolling and crying. Although she was also at the seventh level of martial arts, in fact, she was only a seventh level martial arts person who had accumulated resources and had no actual combat ability. What she provided for Bei Ming Jiao Niang was only an improvement in physical fitness.

When faced with Beiming Youlin's lewd power, she had almost no ability to resist. Now that she is facing such a man in a mutated state, she still lacks an effective response based on her life experience.

Apart from crying and begging for mercy, Beiming Jiao Niang had no other option at all.

Because at this time, Beiming Youlin didn't listen to reason at all, didn't reason, let alone the past friendship.
Chapter completed!