Chapter 1165 You Scoundrel, You Don't Even Know Your Master? !

Suddenly, Feng Liao couldn't help but have a terrifying thought in her heart—

Zun Shang helped the poor guy to dredge the blood in his body, wouldn't he just want him to vomit blood ten times as much as his wife, so he did it casually, right?

Feng Liao's forehead couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat, and a thought suddenly popped up in her heart, even if you offend your honor... don't offend Madam...

Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be worse than offending your honor in person!

At the very least, if you offend Zun Shang, you will only be annihilated by Zun Shang, and even if there is no dust left, you will die neatly. If you offend your madam... I am afraid that you will be tortured by Zun Shang to the point of death, and you will not be able to die if you want to die!

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Nie Zhao returned to his room, and just wanted to urge Xing Yuanli to warm up his wounds, but found that it was useless at all.

At this time, the powerful recovery power of the God-level Yuan was not reflected in him at all, and his recovery speed became as slow as that of ordinary people.

"Hey..." Nie Zhao grinned in pain and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It's so ruthless when you attack..."

I'm afraid he's made up his mind to make him suffer.

"Shuh!" Lin Zixiao, who had just escaped from the admissions assessment, galloped into his master's yard. When he saw the mess in the yard, his eyes widened, and he couldn't help but fly backwards again.

After touring back and forth three or four times, Lin Zixiao was sure that he had not gone to the wrong place.

"Master was robbed by bandits..." Lin Zixiao shook his head helplessly. His strong trust in Nie Zhao made him not worry about your Nie Zhao's safety. A good lesson.

"Dong dong!" Lin Zixiao knocked on the door.

"Who is it!" Nie Zhao, who was shaking his mouth from the pain and was about to sleep and recuperate, roared impatiently. He moved his crippled body and walked to the door with difficulty.

"Why are you looking for me at night?! And let no one sleep!"

Lin Zixiao opened his mouth wide and looked at the person whose face was swollen like a pig's head, the blue and purple were interlaced, and he couldn't tell the human appearance.

"Who are you? Why are you in my master's house?"

Nie Zhao was so angry that he didn't fight at all, he raised his hand and directly broke the Xingyuan force of Lin Zixiao's defense, and gave him a violent shudder, "Lin Zixiao, you scoundrel, even your master and I are not alone. Don't you know?!"

The leaky voice was hoarse, and Nie Zhao's original tone could hardly be heard at all.

"You... are you my master?" Lin Zixiao still couldn't believe that this person who was beaten beyond recognition turned out to be his master!

"Humph!" Nie Zhao snorted coldly, "I don't believe it, do you want me to tell all the embarrassing things you did when you were a child?

Someone urinated when he was four years old..."

Before Nie Zhao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Lin Zixiao's blushing hurriedly, "Don't, don't, don't! Don't say it! You are my master!"

Master still remembers such a long embarrassing incident!

Nie Zhao crossed his arms around his chest and seemed extremely unhappy.

"Master, who beat you up like this?" Lin Zixiao quickly helped Nie Zhao into the room and placed him on the tatami.

In his heart, Nie Zhao is no different from a god. Anyway, he has been by his side for so many years, and he has never seen him suffer any loss.

Lin Zixiao never imagined that one day his unparalleled master would be beaten by others, and he was beaten so miserably!

Recently, the shoulders and neck are getting more and more pain... Whether it is a cervical pillow or a plaster, there is no effect... uncomfortable (╥╯^╰╥)