", are you the master or am I the master, you dare to sleep until now"

The gloomy voice was full of anger, and as soon as the voice came out, she took out a soft whip from her waist and whipped it towards the woman in black on the bed.

The woman in black fell asleep only in her underwear, and she had already woken up, but her body seemed to be hurt somewhere, and even her breathing hurt, let alone getting up, when she heard the sound of kicking the door, she knew that the master was about to lose her temper again, so she wanted to get up, but she couldn't get up after two attempts, and saw the master striding in, and threw the whip at her without saying a word.

"Huh"

The sound of the whip swept through the air, bringing up a sharp air current, and slammed on the body of the woman on the bed with a snap, only to hear a scream, and a blood mark appeared on the woman's white underwear in an instant, which showed the ruthlessness of her hands and her ruthlessness.

"Master, master, angry."

The woman screamed, and was swept to the ground by the whip, and the whole person fell to the ground holding the feet of the man in red, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead.

Seeing this, the man in red looked puzzled, stared at her pale face on the ground, and asked: "What's the matter with you?"

The gray-clothed man who came in after him stood by the door and watched quietly. He was sent by his family to protect her, and as long as there was no mortal danger, he would not attack.

Yesterday's farce, he was also watching from the sidelines. However, he was standing by the back door at the time, and he didn't pay much attention to a gold coin that the young man in red had struck.

"Master, the slave and maid are out of breath, the spiritual power in the whole body can't be lifted, and the breathing is painful and can't get out of bed, no, not intentionally to make the master angry, I hope the master will forgive the sins, don't be angry because of the slave and the maid."

Even after being beaten, the woman still spoke very nicely. But it was precisely because of this that the anger of the red-clothed man dissipated a lot, and after staring at the woman on the ground for a while, he said to the middle-aged man in gray behind him: "Help her see what's going on." ”

Hearing this, the gray-clothed middle-aged man glanced at the woman on the ground, and then stepped forward, squatted down and probed her pulse.

"If you hurt your qi veins, your qi and blood flow will be blocked, and your breath will be blocked, or you will be like a waste person who can no longer cultivate and improve your qi, or you will die three days later."

As soon as his words fell, the blood on the woman's face receded, and she was as pale as paper.

"I hurt my qi vein, I was fine yesterday, how could I suddenly hurt my qi vein," the man in red asked with a gloomy face.

After this question, the woman on the ground finally remembered, and her expression was angry and hateful: "It's the person from yesterday, the young man named Feng Jiu who was dressed in red like his master, and he must be the slave he injured."

"Didn't you say that the man didn't go upstairs, how did he hurt you?"

At this time, the man in gray standing aside remembered: "It's the gold coin."

He only heard a muffled snort at the time, but he didn't care, who knows, it was the gold coin at that time that injured the qi veins of a great spirit master, that person is a good method.

Thinking of that person, he thought to himself, that person's strength seems to be a great spirit master, but how can he hurt a person's qi veins with one blow You know, if you want to hurt your qi veins, it's not something that any random person can do.