"He beat you and scolded you like this just now, and he also wanted to take your life." Zhong Wen couldn't help but asked curiously, "You actually want to defend him?"
"He, he is my Hujun after all."
Wei Qiuju, who was missing her front teeth, was weeping and said in a leaky voice, "As the saying goes, a married daughter is splashed with water. Now that she has entered the Yun family, I will be born as a Yun family member and die as a ghost of the Yun family. A little beating and scolding, what can you gain from it?"
"He just said that he would crush your bones into ashes and cut you into pieces."
Lin Zhiyun couldn't help but remind her, "Is it worth it for such a cold and indifferent man?"
"Hu Jun is a hero and a hero among men." Wei Qiuju's answer shocked the two of them again, "And I am just an ignorant man. If I can help him, I will die without regrets."
"You really are..."
Looking at the woman's firm eyes, Zhong Wen suddenly realized that the other woman had no concept of feminism and independence in her mind, and she belonged to a completely different world than him.
The difference in consciousness between the two was so great that he didn't know where to start his argument.
"Hero, please have mercy!"
Just as Zhong Wen hesitated, another woman stood out from the crowd, knelt down side by side with Wei Qiuju, and kowtowed heavily to Zhong Wen, "Spare my husband's life!"
"Hero, please have mercy!"
If someone started, others would follow. One after another, women emerged from the crowd, knelt down beside Wei Qiuju, and also kowtowed to Zhong Wen and begged.
In the end, more than two hundred women knelt down to plead for Yun Zhonghe.
Such a scumbag, yet there are so many women who truly love him!
How strange!
Zhong Wen scratched his head in embarrassment and looked at the women kneeling on the ground in front of him, puzzled.
Since coming to this era, he has continuously adapted to the behavior of cultivators, and gradually became able to take human lives without changing his expression.
Even so, he was still entangled in the sudden face of more than two hundred women who were helpless.
Taking off Yunzhonghe's head would be equivalent to taking away the beloved husbands of more than two hundred women at the same time. This was not an easy decision.
so little?
Yun Zhonghe's senses were completely opposite to Zhong Wen's.
He never expected that out of more than 3,000 wives, only about 200 would be willing to stand up and plead for him.
This greatly hit the self-proclaimed love saint, and he became increasingly depressed and depressed, and even faintly lost his belief in living.
"Zhong Wen, after all, you and I are not the victims of Yun Zhonghe's evil deeds."
As if she had seen through his dilemma, Lin Zhiyun suddenly pointed at Zhao Shuangyan and said slowly, "Let them decide how to deal with this person!"
"Us?" Zhao Shuangyan didn't expect her to say this and couldn't help but be stunned on the spot.
"Yes, he forcibly captured you and imprisoned you here, preventing you from being reunited with your family." Lin Zhiyun nodded and said, "No matter how you want to deal with him, I will support it."
"B-but..." Zhao Shuangyan looked at Yun Zhonghe's location intentionally or unintentionally with a worried look on her face.
"Don't worry, in front of me." Lin Zhiyun said lightly, "He has no ability to resist."
As he spoke, a gentle and vast aura instantly filled the entire hall. At this moment, Lin Zhiyun's long hair was flying, her eyes were like stars, and her whole body exuded a mysterious and mysterious meaning.
She is like a powerful and gentle goddess, kind and lovely, yet so powerful that people can't help but want to believe every word that comes out of her mouth.
At this time, even if Lin Zhiyun said that she wanted to take off the moon, the women present would not have the slightest suspicion.
"Sister Yan, are we really free?" A seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in blue asked with red eyes and choked with sobs.
"Yes, Xue Na." Zhao Shuangyan held her in his arms, gently stroked the girl's back, and said softly, "We have met the Living Bodhisattva. From now on, we no longer have to be locked up in this ghost." place.”
After a moment of silence, many women knelt down one after another, covering their faces with excitement and crying. The cries in the hall came one after another, half with joy and half with sadness.
"Sisters."
After a long time, the crying gradually weakened. Zhao Shuangyan let go of the girl Xue Na in her arms, turned to look at the many women behind her and said, "The female Bodhisattva has given us the power to handle the city lord. Should we kill or let go?" There must be an explanation eventually.”
As soon as he finished speaking, there was an explosion in the crowd. The women were chattering non-stop. Some said they wanted to kill him, some said they wanted to expel her, and some said they left her alone. They expressed their opinions one by one, and it lasted for a long time. The discussion cannot come to a conclusion.
It turns out they hate me so much!
Yun Zhonghe paralyzed on the ground helplessly, seeing many women he had shared the same bed with discussing their own death methods with great interest, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings and unbearable bitterness.
Some of the women said that he would be beheaded, and some said that his car would be broken apart. One of them, the daughter of a doctor, even viciously suggested that he should cut off his "root of troubles."
"When will this discussion end?" Someone finally said impatiently, "Why don't we just choose a representative and let her decide? Frankly speaking, I just want to go home and see my parents, as long as this man doesn't harass me again. What does it matter to me whether he dies or not?"
As soon as this statement came out, there were many people who responded, and everyone quickly reached a consensus and elected Zhao Shuangyan as the representative, and she would decide Yun Zhonghe's fate.
This delicate woman slowly came to Yun Zhonghe, her clear eyes glanced back and forth on his face for a moment, and was about to speak.
"Sister Zhao, it was all my fault in the past. It doesn't matter if you blame me or hate me!"
Unexpectedly, Wei Qiuju, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly jumped forward and hugged her thigh tightly. She burst into tears and cried, "But you are not so kind to me. I will kill you or cut you into pieces." Even if you come for me, I just want you to be able to spare your life and spare Hu Jun's life!"
"Wei Qiuju, you, why are you doing this..."
Zhao Shuangyan never expected that Wei Qiuju would lower her posture very low, as low as the dust, to kneel down and beg for mercy from her old enemy for the sake of Yun Zhonghe's safety.
Looking at the more than two hundred pleading eyes behind Wei Qiuju, Zhao Shuangyan hesitated again and again, and finally sighed and said slowly: "Let him leave here. From now on, he will never come back again."
"Okay." Lin Zhiyun nodded, and without even noticing how her feet moved, she appeared next to Yun Zhonghe, leaned over and whispered a few words in his ear.
Not sure what she said, Yun Zhonghe nodded dullly, then stood up and turned to leave.
"Hujun, don't leave me!" Wei Qiuju rushed forward and hugged his arm, "I'll go with you!"
Many of the more than two hundred women cast inquiring glances at Zhao Shuangyan.
"If you are willing to go with him, then go!" Zhao Shuangyan had a look of helplessness in her eyes and shook her head.
With her approval, one woman after another slowly stood up and followed closely behind Yun Zhonghe. In the end, the number reached one hundred and ninety-five.
It should be a proud thing to be loved by so many women.
However, as his eyes swept over these women, Yun Zhonghe's face was not very happy, but instead looked very depressed.
Just because most of these 190 people are older and have mediocre looks, let alone Lin Zhiyun, they are far from comparable to Zhao Shuangyan, and they are unable to stir up even the slightest ripple in Lao Sepi's heart.
When he thought that from now on he would only be in the company of these old and beautiful women, he couldn't help but despair, and he almost couldn't help but commit suicide.
When the golden-armored generals saw their master being expelled, they clamped their tails and followed Yun Zhonghe out of the hall dejectedly. How could they dare to stay for more than a moment?
"Thank you to the female Bodhisattva for your generous help and saving us from the sea of suffering!"
When Yun Zhonghe and others walked away, Zhao Shuangyan suddenly turned around, bowed respectfully to Lin Zhiyun, and spoke with great sincerity.
"Thank you female Bodhisattva!"
She is extremely prestigious among women. Seeing her like this, the other nearly three thousand women followed suit and knelt down to the female Bodhisattva.
"Sister, don't do this. This is what Zhiyun should do." Lin Zhiyun hurriedly helped her up and said softly.
After chatting for a while, I saw that although she had a noble status and superior strength, she seemed amiable and had no airs. The women gradually gathered around her, their eyes full of admiration, and they asked questions in an adoring tone. The scene was once comparable to the top. Celebrity fan meeting.
I don’t know if Lin Zhiyun’s charm was too great, but as the only male present, Zhong Wen was completely left out and ignored.
The charm of the palace master’s sister is really suitable for both men and women!
The charming spirit body is so terrifying!
Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, Zhong Wen shook his head with a wry smile and simply wandered around in this huge palace.
"Sister Zhiyun."
The relationship between women always heats up quickly, but after chatting for a while, Zhao Shuangyan and Lin Zhiyun were already like sisters, and they were extremely close, "Is that young master just now your sweetheart?"
"No, no." Lin Zhiyun, who was originally calm and calm, with the demeanor of a goddess, instantly blushed, hesitating and answering the question.
Seeing that the beautiful goddess who was so high a moment ago suddenly transformed into a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl who had just begun to fall in love, Zhao Shuangyan couldn't help but pursed her lips and laughed.
There was a hint of cunning in her delicate eyes. She rolled her eyes and suddenly approached Lin Zhiyun and said, "Sister Lin, it's getting late today and the city lord is gone anyway. If you don't have a place to stay, you might as well stay here." Will you spend the night at the house?"
