When Sun Renwei heard Nangong Feixue's laughter, he seemed to see hope.

He quickly said to Nangong Feixue, "Feixue, save me. Please save me. Let him stop hitting me. As long as you save me, I promise not to harass you again. I will not mention the two cultivation matters to you in the future. Woo~ Feixue, please."

At present, Sun Renwei felt that he could only ask Nangong Feixue for help, only Nangong Feixue could save him.

"It's useless for you to ask anyone now."

Chen Yang said as he prepared to smoke again.

"Brother Yang, stop smoking."

Nangong Feixue's voice sounded at this moment.

Chen Yang turned around and finally stopped.

"Give you face. I won't beat him."

Chen Yang let go of Sun Renwei, and Sun Renwei collapsed on the ground.

Sun Renwei felt that he had finally survived.

He knew that Nangong Feixue would not dare to kill him.

If he was killed, the people in the City Lord's Mansion might not be able to bear it, and their Sun family's anger.

"Feixue, you won't really plan to let him go, are you? He can't keep it."

When Chen Yang saw Nangong Feixue coming, he said seriously.

"If he doesn't die, we will have a lot of trouble."

"I know."

Nangong Feixue walked to Sun Renwei, "I never planned to let him go, but I can't let him die so easily, it's too cheap for him."

Bang!

As soon as Nangong Feixue finished speaking, a long whip in her hand appeared again.

She took the long whip and whipped Sun Renwei somewhere.

The hand raises the whip and falls.
Chapter completed!