Song Xi moved his lips, but only came out a single mouth shape, calling silently.

The visitor was indifferent, picked up the silver whip, and hit her other leg hard again.

Song Xi was still wearing a skirt, and her naked calves were not covered at all. They were hit hard, and the whip would leave a trail of blood. She couldn't hold on, and knelt on the ground with her other leg. The person who came didn't stop.

Let her go like this, still waving the whip, with a swishing sound.

One whip after another kept beating Song Xi's body. She didn't dare to escape, so she knelt on the ground and faced her hard. Her face turned pale from the pain, and she broke out in cold sweat. She gritted her teeth and never begged for mercy.

Because she knew that begging for mercy was useless, at least for this man.

Growing up, being beaten was a common occurrence for her.

Sometimes her body hurts, but her heart doesn't feel so painful. It seems that only the pain in her body can remind her that she is still a living person, an animal that can feel pain and cry, rather than an animal that will not feel any pain no matter how hard it is.

Painful mud, jade, and vases.

He didn't know how many times he had been whipped, but Song Xi was about to faint from the pain. He lay on the ground shivering, and his face was raised by the whip.

She was forced to raise her neck and look at the person above her head in pain.

The visitor looked at her condescendingly, with no trace of distress or pity in his slender eyes, only endless oppression and coldness.

"You are so brave. You dare to act without my permission."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and whipped her again, this time hitting Song Xi directly in the face, causing her to turn over and fall to the ground in pain.

A scream was swallowed in his throat, and he couldn't even scream.

The person came forward, grabbed her hair, and dragged Song Xi all the way to the sofa. He sat on the sofa like an emperor and said coldly:

"Kneel down."

After receiving his order, Song Xi endured the severe pain in her body, reluctantly pushed herself up and knelt straight, and raised her eyes to look at him timidly.

Those beautiful red phoenix eyes were filled with water. I felt pity for them, but they could not arouse the heartache of a man with a heart of stone.

The visitor took off his hat expressionlessly, revealing a handsome, oriental face.

It is the leader of the Dongzhen tribe, Sean.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at Song Xi with a gloomy expression, "You're speechless, are you?"

Song Xi lowered his gaze and knelt down tremblingly.

Sean snorted heavily, "I've told you a long time ago, don't alert the enemy in the first place. Only when you're ready can you make sure nothing goes wrong. But what have you done? What have you accomplished? Don't talk about Nan Song,

You can't even fight a yellow-haired girl next to her."

Song Xi gritted his teeth, hating him to death.

Ever since she was a child, whether it was her mother or her master, they would always compare her with Nan Song, saying that she was not as good as her, and that she had always been inferior to her since she was a child.

Nan Song is good at medicine, Nan Song is good at playing computers, Nan Song is good at racing cars, Nan Song is good at cooking, Nan Song is better at kung fu than her...

As long as she could remember, there had been no other children in the nunnery except a bunch of bitches like her mother.
Chapter completed!