1701: C1701 Are you tired of living?

C1701 Are you tired of living?

Are you tired of living?

"Dammit, dammit!"

Being threatened by his own daughter, Zheng Hengjiang was once again enraged, and he felt grief in the bottom of his heart ?

"I'll give you one last chance. My useless father sincerely apologizes to me and kneels down to kowtow. Then, I won't complain!" Shui Yueming's thin lips slightly curled up as he spoke with a complacent expression on his face, full of pride.

"Boom!"

Shui Yueming's gentle words immediately resounded in Zheng Hengjiang's mind like a thunderclap. His daughter actually wanted him to kneel and kowtow? If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, how would he dare to believe it?

For a moment, Zheng Hengjiang was dumbstruck. His eyes were dull, his face was full of shock, and he did not move an inch.

"What is it? Scared? " Shui Yueming asked with a sneer.

"You want me to kneel and kowtow to you? I'm your father, aren't you afraid of losing your life?" After recovering from his shock, Zheng Hengjiang's eyes lit up as he asked with a voice as cold as ice.

"Che'er, don't use such words to scare me. I, Shui Yueming, am not a person who's scared to death. If you don't do as I say, I'll go complain to my mother!" Shui Yueming said scornfully, not showing any fear.

"Alright, I understand." Zheng Hengjiang's grief was greater than his death, and the coldness in his heart had reached its lowest point.

Then, Zheng Hengjiang's eyes were filled with ridicule and sorrow. He knelt in front of Shui Yueming and kowtowed to her, saying, "I'm in the wrong, please let me go."

"Hahaha, I'm just as domineering as my mother!" Shui Yueming laughed maniacally at the sky as he spoke excitedly.

Zheng Hengjiang, who had his head buried in his chest, had eyes filled with killing intent. Such an unfilial son, it was time to find an opportunity to get rid of him.

"I did as you said. Can you let me go now?" Zheng Hengjiang climbed up from the ground and asked.

A crafty look flitted past Shui Yueming's eyes as he nodded. "Alright, I'll tell you about this matter then."

"Thank you very much." Zheng Hengjiang's face darkened, and said with a low voice.

"Ge ge ge ge"

Shui Yueming walked away with alluring steps, emitting a bell-like laughter from his mouth.

Looking at Shui Yue's beautiful figure that stirred people's hearts, Zheng Hengjiang's face was sinister. He clenched his fists, and a terrifying red line appeared in his eyes ? ?

"What? He Yuan and Li Zhong actually died!"

Inside Shui Qingliu's room, Shui Qingliu, who had just woken up, heard the news of He Yuan and Li Zhong's deaths from Shui Yueming's mouth.

"Oh right, mother, there's one more thing I don't know if I should tell you." Shui Yueming suddenly frowned and said with a conflicted expression.

"What is it?" Shui Qingliu frowned, her beautiful eyes burned with fury as she asked Shui Yueming.

Shui Yueming frowned as he looked conflicted. "Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore."

"Speak!"

Shui Qingliu was currently feeling extremely berserk as she roared at Shui Yueming.

When Shui Yueming heard this, his heart trembled. He hurriedly said, "I'll tell you. Mother, I heard father say that you are ?"

"What am I?" Shui Qingliu's face darkened, her entire body was surging with killing intent, her hair was black, she was dancing frantically, relaxed and sleepy, dancing frantically, revealing the hidden beauty and the curvature of her capturing spirit.

"He called you a slut!" Shuiyue said weakly, but her heart was bursting with joy.

"Bastard!"0

bang bang bang *

Hearing that, Shui Qingliu's anger exploded, her body releasing a strong burst of Spirit Qi, causing the bed, tables and chairs to explode, and wood shavings flew everywhere.

"Mother!" Shui Qingliu unleashed her aura, causing Shui Yueming to feel somewhat afraid. Fear surfaced on her charming face as she weakly shouted.

"Call him to the sect head's main hall!" Shui Qingliu said coldly.

"Yes, yes!"

Shui Yueming felt like he was playing with fire in his body. He wanted to leave, but when he heard Shui Qingliu's words, he immediately responded and went to find Zheng Hengjiang.

After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

Filled with apprehension, Zheng Hengjiang, whose eyes were filled with fear, and Shui Yueming, whose eyes were filled with a crafty smile, arrived at the Sect Master Hall.

On the first step of the sect master's great hall, Shui Qingliu wore a blue colored gown, with a delicate and exquisite body, she stood tall and upright, her mature and cold face was filled with frost, and within her pair of beautiful eyes, a cold light flickered.

"Sectmaster, you're looking for me."

Seeing Shui Qingliu like that, Zheng Hengjiang was filled with fear, his hands were trembling uncontrollably as he asked anxiously.

"Why are you so nervous?" Shui Qingliu asked coldly. His gaze was like a cold blade as it grazed Zheng Hengjiang's body, causing him to feel every inch of his skin, faintly ache.

"N-no worries!" Zheng Hengjiang's forehead was covered in sweat as his lips trembled. He forced a smile and spoke, but this smile was even uglier than crying.

"Nonsense, you're clearly very nervous. Say, have you done something that makes you feel guilty in front of me?" Shui Qingliu glared at Zheng Hengjiang and bellowed.

"No, I didn't do anything. It's just that I don't dare to tell you the news of He Yuan's death, so I went to look for Ming'er and had him tell you about this matter tomorrow." Zheng Hengjiang was so frightened that he laid on the ground, trembling, and spoke with incomparable fear.

"What else?" Shui Qingliu asked with a voice as cold as ice.

"There, there's more?" After Zheng Hengjiang heard this, he was stunned, and his eyes revealed confusion.

"Father, I'm sorry. I accidentally told her what you said about your mother." Shui Yueming snickered at the side, purposely frowning as he spoke to Zheng Hengjiang with a look of guilt.

"You, you ?"

In the end, she was fooled by Shui Yueming. She still complained about it, and even lied about it, because although he had scolded Shui Qingliu a lot of times, she definitely did not know that he had actually scolded her slut.

"It seems that you've admitted it. I didn't think you would have such an opinion towards me! You call me a bitch!" Shui Qingliu's face was incomparably cold. With a flash, she arrived in front of Zheng Hengjiang, carrying along a gust of fragrant wind and cold intent.

"I was wrong, Sect Leader. I don't dare to do it again, I don't dare to do it again!" Zheng Hengjiang lay on the ground and shivered, his heart trembling in fear as he couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"You dare to call me a slut, Zheng Hengjiang, are you tired of living?" Shui Qingliu asked angrily, with a wave of his hand, an extremely dense wave of spirit energy slapped onto Zheng Hengjiang's body, directly sending him flying.

"Bang!"

Zheng Hengjiang's body fiercely smashed onto a wooden pillar within the great hall, and then, he fell onto the ground as he spat out a mouthful of dark red blood.

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