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Yun Ruoleng frowned as he heard the sound of the biting cold whip slashing the air. His consciousness gradually became clear and only felt a bone-piercing pain in his body. Where was she? How could there be the sound of a whip?

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

A fierce whipping sound hit Yun Ruoleng's body, causing her to gasp for breath, she suddenly opened her eyes, and what she saw was no longer the magnificent exhibition hall, but … A dilapidated little grass hut?

There was a woman with a whip in front of her. She wore ancient clothing and her appearance was average. However, the ruthlessness in her eyes could be clearly seen. Behind the woman stood a group of burly looking women dressed in ancient clothing.

Before she could react, the whip-wielding woman laughed coldly: "Yun Ruoleng, why aren't you resisting anymore? Is it comfortable for us to serve you? "

Yun Ruoleng was startled, and quickly reacted – could it be that she had teleported into another world? Furthermore, she didn't have any good intentions, so she didn't want to die the moment she arrived!

Seeing that Yun Ruoleng did not say anything, the whip lady's attitude became even more arrogant, and followed up with another whip: "You lowly bones, how can you compare to our Young Miss? "Trash!"

"Hiss — —" Yun Ruoleng bit his lower lip. When had she ever suffered like this in modern times? This body was simply too thin. Judging from the bloodstains on his clothes, it was obvious that the original owner was in even more pain. But the most important thing right now was — how was she going to survive? Looking at that whip wielding girl's imposing manner, she was not giving up until she was beaten to death!

Yun Ruoleng probed: "Aren't you afraid of my revenge if you guys act like this?"

The whip-wielding girl laughed without hesitation: "Relying on you? Even though you are a Seventh Miss of the Yun Palace, you can't even compare to us servants, so how are you going to take revenge on me? You must know that we have the backing of young miss! "

Yun Ruoleng did not speak, the woman holding the whip thought that she was afraid, and became even more pleased. She then ordered the group of strong and burly women behind her: "Go, serve Seventh Miss well!"

The group of people immediately pounced at Yun Ruoleng, punching and kicking her one by one. With the addition of his new injury and old ailment, Yun Ruoleng was in so much pain that he felt like he was going to go all out. A deep impression was left on his lower lip. "Stop!"

Judging from that person's words, he should be a servant. Yun Palace Seventh Miss s … She seemed to be an unfavoured character. Just what kind of enmity did that young miss have with her to be so malicious? If this continued, she would be beaten to death!

The whip-wielding girl raised her hand to signal them to retreat: "Hey, our Seventh Miss still has something to say?"

Yun Ruoleng's aura was weak, his body should have been oppressed for a long time, he did not even have the strength to lift his hand. She gasped for breath and asked, "What do you want? If I die here, you guys won't be able to explain yourself, right? "

Although he said it in an intermittent manner, it sounded like it was filled with an inexplicable sense of deterrence. The whip-wielding girl panicked for a moment, but then composed herself and said: "Who would know? Seventh Miss went out to play and accidentally died, who would investigate deeply? "

Just as he finished speaking, a clear and gentle voice came from the door. It was firm and firm. "Tangerine, do you take the Residence of Yun as your own home?"

Tangerine was stunned for a moment. When she saw who it was, she quickly kneeled down and kowtowed. "This servant doesn't dare!"

Yun Ruoleng rested his head against the wall and struggled to open his eyes wide, only then did he clearly see the owner of the voice — — It was actually a woman?