"What...what do you want to do?"

Zhao Tianxiang saw the flash of panic on her face and was indescribably excited.

The hand holding the candle was shaking.

Then he smiled and said: "What to do? Of course I will do something that will make you happy, little beauty."

As he spoke, he suddenly tipped the candle in his hand towards Begonia.

The next moment, hot candle oil was seen dripping down and flowing on the wound where the whip was pulled out.

hiss--!

The burning pain caused Haitang to take a breath of cold air and her whole body was convulsing.

The wound from the whip was so delicate, how could it withstand the burning candle oil.

When Zhao Tianxiang saw her reaction, he laughed even more heartily. He stretched out his hand to tear off her clothes and burned the candle on Haitang's skin.

"Zizzi——!" That was the sound of the candle flame scorching the flesh.

Haitang couldn't bear it any longer and let out a shrill scream.

But Zhao Tianxiang became really excited when he heard her screams. He tore off his clothes and rushed towards her, "Little beauty, scream, scream. The more you scream, the more excited I will be."

, the happier I am, hahaha..."

However, Zhao Tianxiang did not wait to climb onto Haitang.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my waist, and then my whole body was thrown out like a sack.

"Who... who dares to break in... ahhhhhh-!! Help!! Help!!"

Before Zhao Tianxiang could question him or say anything, a fierce and violent attack like a storm had already fallen on him.

The sound of caracara kept coming to his ears, which was the sound of the bones of his hands and feet being crushed.

Zhao Tianxiang rolled his eyes in pain, finally couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.

Yan Haotian's eyes were red, staring at the unconscious man on the ground, with murderous intent as fierce as a wild beast.

However, before he could kill Zhao Tianxiang, a woman could be heard sobbing softly from behind.

Yan Haotian froze, turned around and rushed back to the bed, helping the disheveled Feng Haitang up.

Looking at the scars all over Feng Haitang's white body, Yan Haotian could hardly breathe.

Shaking his hands, he took out the mystical elixir Muyan gave him from his arms and asked Haitang to take it.

The medicine took effect and Feng Haitang quickly regained her mobility.

But her body was cold, and she huddled in Yan Haotian's arms, clutching his clothes tightly, and her body kept trembling.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from my eyes.

Just now, she really thought that she had fallen into hell and that there was no hope in her life from now on.

At that moment, she felt despair and humiliation that could not be described in words.

She couldn't even bite her tongue and commit suicide.

But at that time, she didn't cry. Even though she was in hell and there was no hope, she didn't shed a single tear.

But now, being held in Yan Haotian's arms, smelling the man's familiar scent.

Haitang couldn't bear it anymore and tears burst into her eyes.

"Ah...ah..."

Yan Haotian wanted to speak to comfort the tearful girl in his arms, but he couldn't make a sound.

Looking at Feng Haitang looking scared, sad and scarred.

He really wanted to stab himself to death!

If he hadn't listened to that villain Fang Yicheng and broke up with Haitang.

How could Haitang leave sadly, and how could she have experienced these experiences?

He obviously wanted to make Haitang happy, so he cruelly left her, but he didn't expect that he would cause her to suffer such harm.

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Chapter completed!