Chapter 3417 4.1017 Ants
Oh, what a joke!
Jing Yan frowned, he glanced at the bad expressions on the faces of the clansmen, and sighed deeply in his heart.
If Madam continues to be so willful and reckless, together with his patriarch, he will lose people's hearts greatly. At that time, it will be even more difficult to restore the hearts of these people.
"Let go! You let me go." Mrs. Jing screamed and struggled.
When he turned his head, he stared at his husband with hatred, and couldn't help but scolded, "Jing Yan, you useless bastard! You can't even care about your own wife and daughter!"
"Jingjing! Jingjing! Don't forget, how did you promise me? You promised me that you would take good care of me and Minmin! Jingjing! Jingjing!!!"
Patriarch Jing narrowed his eyes gloomily and looked at Madam Jing coldly, without saying a word for a long time.
He just watched indifferently as the Jing family members pulled Mrs. Jing down to Wuhua.
Mrs. Jing's cries rose in the air and lingered for a long time, like a pheasant that had been plucked, making bursts of sharp cries before dying.
Qiao Mu frowned subconsciously, apparently her ears were pierced by her scream, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Patriarch Jing." Mo Lian looked back at Jing Yan and asked coldly, "Now we can start dealing with it."
Jing Ji's five fingers were tightly folded and held in an instant, his heart seemed to be tightly pinched by an invisible big hand, so dull that he could hardly speak.
"Father!! Father." Jing Minyao shouted in a hurry, her eyes revealing a strong desire to survive.
She knew fear now.
Only now did she realize that although she was the third young lady of the Pangu clan, she was still nothing in front of the prince and princess of Shenzhou!
When others pinched her to death, it was like pinching a weak little ant to death. Just reaching out and pressing lightly could make her die as hard as possible.
"Patriarch Jing??" Mo Lian reminded impatiently.
Jing Yan had a heavy face, and finally nodded silently.
"Come on."
Immediately, two Pangu people stepped forward, each holding a sharp dagger.
Jing Minyao's pupils shrank, her whole body trembled uncontrollably, and the terrifying memory once again overwhelmed her.
It made her shiver uncontrollably.
She remembered that Qiaomu cut her neck with a dagger that day.
She thought of the terrible pain of being reborn, the pain of almost dying.
She thought of the painful days after she was resurrected from the dead, her limbs were weak and unable to move, and she could not eat anything but drink some liquid things.
She even thought that afterward, she was desperately trying to grow and strengthen herself, but it was so difficult, and she finally used a secret method to promote herself to the third-level master, but...
In the eyes of others, she is still just an ant.
she hates!
I hate it so much that I can't extricate myself, I hate it so much that I want to swallow all the people in front of me.
They have her father, her mother, her sisters and her clan.
However, no one was standing by her side, and no one was willing to help her!
"Ah!!" Jing Minyao let out a sharp exclamation.
He was dragged and pressed to his knees on the ground, his eyes were red, he shook his head again and again, and cried bitterly, "Dad, Daddy, I know I'm wrong, don't kill me, Daddy! Daddy!"