Le Yangyang looked over and said without hesitation, "Kill, whip the corpse."
This man wanted to kill his master, so he had to whip the corpse.
After all, Le Baozi's puppet mentality still exists strongly.
When his master is with him, he always forgets himself and only remembers his master's interests.
The first target to know is actually her, followed by Chi Xuan.
After all, she was the one who killed Le Xi, and her surname is Le, so she is more likely to be Le Wu's help than Chi Xuan.
Hearing this, the corners of Le Wushuang's mouth twitched, and he suddenly thought of the miserable Miss Qi.
He couldn't help but look at Chi Xuan, and sighed in his heart, Mr.
Chi really doesn't know how to teach children.
But this seems to be normal.
He is also a child himself.
Chi Xuan didn't know that Le Wushuang was worried about his education for Le Baozi.
He nodded.
Little Baozi's request would naturally be met.
However, the account still had to be settled clearly and he could not die too simply.
So, Chi Xuan said without changing his expression, "I suddenly suffered from insomnia, little bun, let's play a game first, and then kill him, okay?"
Le Yangyang nodded obediently, but Le Wushuang couldn't help complaining.
Chi Shao had insomnia.
He looked and looked like he would fall asleep at any time.
Such an excuse was actually unnecessary.
In fact, such an excuse is necessary.
Le Baozi will take action against Le Qiyue and the others because they disturbed their master's sleep, and he will definitely solve the problem quickly because the master is in a hurry to sleep.
Le Wushuang continued to curse, but he spontaneously took out a special rope and tied it up.
Then he slipped out and quickly slipped back again.
He stuffed a ball of black cloth in his hand into his mouth and took it.
Take the water you prepared in advance and rinse your hands over your head.
After being woken up by the shower, I still didn't realize the current situation, so I suddenly bent over, twitching my body and rolling my eyes.
Le Wushuang curled his lips and smiled, "Second Master is giving me this face.
It's not in vain that I have gone through so much trouble to find the smelliest socks."
Upon hearing this, he started slapping harder, and he obviously wanted to vomit, but because Le Wushuang stuffed his mouth too tightly, he couldn't vomit it out.
From some parts of the socks, they should be white socks, but now they are so dark that if you look carefully you can only find gray areas, which shows how dirty these socks must be.
Le Wushuang was proud of his masterpiece when he saw Le Yangyang covering Chi Xuan's nose with his hand and staring straight at him.
Le Wushuang didn't understand what Le Yangyang meant by looking at him like this at first.
When he realized what he was doing, his face darkened and he quickly said, "These are not my socks."
Chi Xuan couldn't help laughing, but he didn't laugh at Le Wushuang.
He just felt that Xiaobaozi's hand was soft and comfortable, and he couldn't help but rub the tip of his nose on her palm.
He had a great time playing with it, and he didn't feel any pain at all.
I feel like this action is a bit ambiguous.
But for the two little dolls, this was not a problem.
At least Le Wushuang, who felt wronged at the moment, didn't think there was any problem.
He just looked at Le Yangyang's watery, pure eyes and said feebly, "These are really not my socks."
Didn't he already say that these were stinky socks that he had worked so hard to find?
Why?
Will Yang look at him with such strange eyes?
As expected, it is difficult to communicate with children.
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In fact, he thought wrongly.
Le Baozi didn't care about whose socks those were at all.
What he cared about was the owner's nose.
Seeing that Le Wushuang was so stupid that he didn't know what he had done wrong, Le Baozi frowned and said, " Killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred to oneself is stupid.”
Hearing Le Yangyang say such meaningful words, Le Wushuang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth and defended in a low voice, "It seems that a pair of smelly socks can't kill a thousand enemies, nor can it damage itself by eight hundred."
As he stood, he glanced at Chi Xuan, whose nose was covered, and thought to himself, your master is not that fragile and stinky.
Le Yangyang stared at him and suddenly jumped up from the bed.
Just when Le Wushuang thought Le Yangyang was going to beat him, he saw her standing on the bed, taking Chi Xuan's hand, putting it on his nose, and letting him Cover your nose.
Then he quickly pulled the bed sheet and tore off a piece of cloth, jumped out of bed, ran to his side, quickly wrapped it around his head several times, and tied it with a tight knot, just in time to keep his mouth and the stinky smell from his mouth.
Covering it with socks, leaving the nose to breathe, which blocked the smell very well.
After doing this, Le Yangyang glanced at Le Wushuang and said one word with a blank face, "Stupid"
Le Wushuang was a little crazy inside, why could Le Baozi still maintain her stupid face even though she despised him so much, but it made him feel aggrieved.
He looked at the staring person again.
Now he believed that Yangyang could really take care of Young Master Chi.
Who could tell him why a three-year-old child could be so gentle and considerate, even taking the trouble to block out even a little odor to prevent it from being contaminated?
owner's nose They were both his followers, so why were they so different?
Le Wushuang felt that he was almost ashamed of himself.
Le Wushuang is no longer as miserable as before.
There is only hatred in his heart.
Now he has no resistance.
He did not rush forward to skin him and cramp him.
It is not that he gave up.
If he really let go, he would not He has been staying in Yuncheng, looking for an opportunity to completely destroy the Le family, but now he is much more free and easy, and he also knows how to control his emotions instead of being controlled by them.
So at this time, he was still in the mood to play around with Le Yangyang.
But Le Yangyang completely ignored whether Le Wushuang would be hit, climbed back on the bed, and stared at Chi Xuan blankly.
Chi Xuan was in a good mood.
He rubbed her face and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"
Le Yangyang looked at him doubtfully, "Master, don't you want to play a game?"
Did the master forget it so quickly?
Chi Xuan touched his nose.
It turned out that the little bun was waiting for his instructions.
He was not polite at the moment and said with a raised lip, "Let's play with whipping corpses first, whipping the ones alive."
Le Yangyang looked at Chi Xuan, whose eyes were obviously angry and frightened, and then looked at Chi Xuan, hesitating whether he should tell his master that living people are not called corpses.
Chi Xuan didn't expect Le Baozi to be thinking about this.
Seeing her inaction, he couldn't help but ask, "I don't like playing with this."
Although he wanted to vent his anger on Xiao Baozi's behalf, if Xiao Baozi didn't like it, he didn't want to force her.
Le Yangyang shook his head quickly, climbed out of bed quickly, held the whip and started "whipping the corpse".
It's not that she likes to play with this, she just likes to fulfill her master's orders and make her master happy.
Moreover, if this person wants to kill his master, he must be taught a lesson.
Chi Xuan leaned on the bed and closed his eyes slightly, looking like he was dozing off, while Le Wushuang crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, waiting in line to take care of people.
There was only the crackling sound of the whip falling in the room, and his mouth was covered so tightly that there was naturally no scream, just throbbing in pain, and his red eyes glared angrily at Le Yangyang.
But Le Yangyang just pursed her lips slightly from beginning to end, without any extra expression, as if she was just smoking a piece of rotten wood, not a person who wanted to kill her.
However, she has always paid attention to the issue of force, because the master said that he was going to be whipped, so naturally she couldn't whip him to death.
So, after a long time, there was no intact skin on his body, but he didn't look like he was going to die at all.
Le Wushuang suddenly glanced at Chi Xuan and said hesitantly, "Why do I feel that Yangyang's force is more accurate?"
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He has been watching the whole process.
It is easy to see the difference when comparing the beginning with now.
At the beginning, Le Yangyang seemed to be pumping more and more laboriously.
This is normal.
After all, children have limited physical strength and limited cultivation.
And although he didn't seem to be in severe pain because of Le Yangyang's care, he was getting weaker and weaker as time went by.
But looking at it now, Le Yangyang seems to be getting more and more relaxed, but with each stroke of the whip, he twitches more violently than before.
It is obvious that the pain is unbearable, but he has not become weak anymore and has maintained some energy.
Tim's wounds also bleed less than before.
Chi Xuan curled his lips, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Little Baozi is very talented."
Le Wushuang looked at him with a proud expression, then looked at Le Yangyang, and had to admit with a grim face that he was really talented.
It turns out that "whipping corpses" can also practice good whipping techniques: