Surprise! Tyrant’s Little Crybaby Went on a Killing Spree After Being Reborn

  Song Lingyun heard a familiar voice, and began to look at the 'female ghost' in front of her.

   Taking a closer look at this time, she was surprised to find that there was no ghost of Song Lanyue, it was clearly Shen Yaowei!

   "Bitch, you lied to me!" Only then did Song Lingyun realize that she had slipped her tongue. Enduring the pain from the fall, she jumped up from the ground, and rushed towards Shen Yao with a vigorous step.

  Shen Yao looked at Song Lingyun's death-seeking action indifferently, and stood motionless, with no intention of dodging.

   At this moment, Shen Yifeng, who had been hiding outside the door, rushed in with a brisk step, raised her foot and kicked Song Lingyun **** the ground.

  Song Lingyun was kicked in the lower back, her eyes were hurting, her palms were scratched by the rough ground, and she subconsciously yelled: "You brothers and sisters can't hit me, I am your elder!"

  Shen Yao took a deep breath, clenched her fists tightly, and she didn't stop until her nails penetrated into her palms.

  The severe pain made her calm down. If not, she was afraid that she would not be able to contain the murderous aura in her heart, so she would rush to the palace and kill that dog emperor!

  The little reason left suppressed the anger in her heart, and father and brothers kept appearing in Shen Yaowei's mind, as well as Jun Han, trying to restrain herself.

   "Brother, don't kill her." Shen Yaowei sat down on the seat in front of the table, turned her back and didn't want to look at Song Lingyun's disgusting face.

   "Mmm." Shen Yifeng grimaced, responded sullenly, then tapped Song Lingyun's dumb point, raised his hand and broke off the index finger of her left hand first.

  Song Lingyun was covered in cold sweat, like a dying fish, panting heavily, almost fainting from the pain.

  Shen Yifeng looked at her coldly, before she passed out, he raised his hand and slapped her loudly.

  Song Lingyun was beaten soberly, and then a finger was broken off.

   Click, click, click.

  The strange sound of bone cracking echoed in the air, until a quarter of an hour later, the bones of Song Lingyun's limbs were broken, and she couldn't bear the torture, she rolled her eyes and passed out.

"I'll take Song Lingyun to the private house first, and find a guard to watch her, so as not to cause anything to happen. Yaoyao, don't tell daddy and third brother about this, we'll talk about it after we have definite evidence." Shen Yifeng Walking forward, she looked at Shen Yaowei with concern.

"I understand. One day, I will make Huo Yuntian's life worse than death, kneeling in front of his mother's spiritual tablet day and night, and repenting for his sins." Shen Yao squeezed out these words abruptly, eyes glowing. There was a monstrous murderous aura.

   "Okay. I think you're in a bad mood today, why don't you go to the National Teacher's Mansion tomorrow?" Shen Yifeng looked at Shen Yaowei worriedly and said.

  Shen Yao shook his head slightly: "I have agreed with the brothers in the National Teacher's Mansion that we must go tonight. Brother, you should go back to the mansion first."

  In the past few days, there are signs of ghost clan activities everywhere in the imperial capital. As a member of the National Teacher's Mansion, she has to go on patrol every day to protect the safety of innocent people as much as possible.

  Seeing that Shen Yao insisted slightly, Shen Yifeng couldn't persuade him anymore, so he nodded and left.

  Shen Yaowei replaced her mother's relics on her body, put on a dark red dress again, got up and went straight to the National Teacher's Mansion.

   At midnight, on Long Street.

  The moonlight stretched the figures of a man and a woman on the street, and the two walked forward slowly, speechless all the way.

  Yao Qingyi felt the silence in the air, and couldn't help but glance at Shen Yao beside him.

   Shen Yaowei came to the National Teacher's Mansion too late today, they had already drawn lots at that time, so Shen Yaowei naturally became a team with him.

  Yao Qingyi looked at Shen Yaowei, then at the Huohuang Sword at her waist.

   This time, Shen Yaowei couldn't even ignore Yao Qingyi.

  Stopping steadily, she turned around and looked at Yao Qingyi: "If Brother Yao has anything, you might as well just tell me."

  Seeing Yao Qingyi scratching his head in embarrassment, Shen Yaowei didn't understand what his plan was.