Murong Ningyue sneered when she heard this: "Family rules? Is there really this Murong family rules?"

When Murong Ningyue asked, Murong Ziyu thought Murong Ningyue was really scared, and shouted even more firmly: "Of course! If you don't believe it, you can go to the ancestral hall to check it out!"

Murong Ningyue smiled contemptuously and said, "It's not necessary to check it out. Since there is such a mess in the family rules, according to my opinion, it's time to change this family rules!"

Murong Ziyu's originally proud expression suddenly frozen. It seemed that Murong Ningyue was still going to take action.

But what they expected was that Murong Ningyue did not take action, but said to Murong Yushuang behind her: "Fifth Sister, have these two people beat you?"

Murong Yushuang looked at Murong Ziyu and Murong Yaqin with hatred and nodded, "Although I was not as badly beaten like Qingyan, they did beat me too!"

Murong Ningyue nodded and said, "Okay! Then I will give you a chance to avenge your fifth sister. You can hit you back as they hit you!" After Murong Ningyue said that, the whip in Murong Ziyu's hand came to Murong Ningyue's hand.

Seeing this, Murong Ziyu wanted to take back the whip, but soon she was frightened and found that her body could not move at all. Murong Yaqin beside her was not much better. Looking at the expression on her face, she knew that her body was also imprisoned. At this time, they were just fish on the chopping board. Murong Ningyue wanted to fry or fry it all depends on her mood.

Murong Yushuang was already coming to Murong Ziyu with a whip. His eyes were filled with endless anger and he said fiercely: "Murrong Ziyu! I didn't expect you to be today too! Aren't you very arrogant before? Why are you so cowardly now that the seventh sister is here?"

Murong Ziyu grew up in horror and wanted to say something, but she couldn't even say a word in extreme fear.

"Bang!"

Murong Yushuang had already whipped Murong Ziyu hard. Murong Yushuang used all the strength of this whip. Murong Ziyu was so painful that his facial features on his face were twisted together. But before she could recover, Murong Yushuang's next whip came over again.

Murong Yushuang's depression over the past few days was all burst out at this moment, and whipped whips hard on Murong Ziyu. Soon, blood marks appeared on Murong Ziyu's body. Looking at this shrill scene, there was no sympathy in Murong Ningyue's eyes. This was the end she deserved.

When Murong Yushuang whipped Murong Ziyu hard, the fear in Murong Yaqin's eyes became stronger and stronger. Finally, she couldn't help but scream: "Seventh Sister! Please spare me kindly. It was all the bitch Murong Ziyu instigated me, it has nothing to do with me!"

Murong Ningyue looked at Murong Yaqin who had just scolded her little bitch and punched Qingyan, with contempt and disdain in her eyes, and said with a cold face: "Good heart? Why didn't you be kind to Qingyan before? You have to take responsibility for what you do, just take it as a lesson!"

As soon as Murong Ningyue finished speaking, Murong Yushuang also began to change his target. At this time, Murong Ziyu had been beaten into a coma, so Murong Yaqin became the next target.
Chapter completed!