Tong Zhanling's face instantly swollen.

Her eyes wide open, and she looked at Ying Mei in disbelief, "You, dare you hit me?!!"

Yingmei didn't say a word, but she fired her left and right, and gave her a ten-combo strike.

Each stroke is a real force, and a layer of immortal power is attached to the palm.

After a while, Tong Zhanling's face was swollen into a pig's head.

Her snot and tears flowed all over her face, her body was shaking, and her face was filled with extreme humiliation and hatred.

If she hadn't been tied up by the immortal rope, she would have rushed up to tear Shadow Mei to pieces.

Han Ye stepped in front of Ying Mei and sneered: "Why are you glaring? You, a dog seller, are you not qualified to hit you yet? From the moment you want to use a spell against the Lord, you are no longer Tong Zhangling from the Jiyu."

"Justice was just around the side, watching you curse the star wolf who pretended to be him and force him to make peace with the woman you don't like. You kept saying it was for the Lord, and it was not for your own power and status in the extreme realm."

Tong Zhanling opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. The immortal power surged in his body, causing the swelling on his face to fade away.

Then he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Where is the Lord? I want to see Lord?! I am his biological mother's dowry maid and his wet nurse. Lord has always valued me the most. He knows that everything I have done is for him and for the future of the Jiyu. Lord will never punish me? If you dare to touch me, Lord will never let you go!"

Mu Yan could tell the effort of these three or two sentences.

Han Ye and the others had long suspected that "Jun Muyan" was a fake.

The one who brought the fake into the Jiyu was Tong Zhangling, also Di Mingjue's wet nurse.

The chess piece arranged by the "master" was probably Tong Zhangling.

But because Han Ye and the others had already seen through Tong Zhangling's true face, they were not deceived, but instead used the trick to make her reveal her true face.

Xinglang hurriedly put on his clothes, came to Mu Yan, and bowed to salute.

He opened his mouth, unable to make any sound, only a slight whine in his throat.

Han Ye smiled secretly and took out a pill and fed it to him to swallow it. "We four rock-scissors, who pretends to be the Lord, this kid loses... After taking the Disguise Pill given by the King of Medicine, he found that his voice and tone were not similar to that of the Lord. Chang Lao was afraid that he would reveal his stuff, so he simply made him unable to speak. Anyway, the Lord rarely talks on weekdays..."

Mu Yan: “…”

Xinglang took a breath, coughed twice, and found that he could speak, and immediately said furiously: "Bad rock-scissors, it was clearly that you kid deliberately cheated me. I had clearly agreed to let Yingmei disguise himself as the master."

Although Ying Mei is small and has a thin voice, she is good at disguise and can change her tone at will.

With the blessing of the Medicine King Disguise Pill, Yingmei can play the role of the Lord vividly.

But Han Ye didn't allow this bastard, and finally made a rock-scissor and pushed the pot on his head.

God knows that he took the pharmacist King's Forbidden Speech Pill, not because he was afraid that his voice would not be like the Lord's Day, but because he was afraid that he would scream or vomit when he approached the two women.

The intoxicated expression on his face and the flushed cheeks were not emotional, but rather a suffocation.

Han Ye snorted coldly: The person who plays the Lord wants to have close contact with those two women, how can Xiaoying?

Mu Yan was also amused by their words.
Chapter completed!