Chapter 1581 Patrick's punishment

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"I want to know? Yes, let my sisters go first."
In the face of the legendary figure of the European Emperor Wu, the night Yingying muscles are tight, staring at his eyes, not dare to relax.
Patrick blinked and waved his hand, and the black man immediately flew away and shouted in English.
The warriors quickly lived, and the Virgins survived, almost all of them were wounded. No one was in good condition. They could only stand up and support each other to see the bodies of the sisters on the ground. Suddenly saddened from the heart, could not help but burst into tears.
"Don't cry, it's a shame, roll, give me a roll, how far it is."
Night Yingying itself is also hurt, only to feel the spirit of a burst of sorrow, knowing that it is a sign of excessive blood loss, screaming to stop the crying of the sisters, the face of the roar of disgust.
Some people are angry and want to say something, but they are seen by some discerning people, and they are stopped. The tearful fists rush to the night Ying Yingying Yingying: "Three sisters, you will always be our three sisters."
"Who is your third sister? I am not rare when you are the third division of this group of waste, rolling, and quickly rolling me, I am upset when you see you."
Night Yingying red eyes widened.
The women couldn't help but whispered, knowing that they left nothing to make up, but instead became her cumbersome, wiping her tears and walking back to the depths of the desert.
It’s not that they don’t want to go back, but they are very clear. Going back is a dead end. These Western warriors will definitely catch up with them. There may be a chance in the dangerous desert.
Ying Yingying looked at their backs with gratitude, and whispered in her heart. "I'm sorry, my sisters are all bad teachers. You are on the most dangerous road. If there is an afterlife, I will compensate you." ""
"Well, can you tell me how you recognized Holly's identity?"
Patrick is also a wonderful person. At this moment, he is not worried about the mighty army that is coming in the distance. He is not in a hurry to ask for a map. Instead, he is holding on to this issue.
The night Ying Ying lips are slightly tilted, and the light way: "Eyes."
"eye?"
Patrick did not know why he repeated it.
"Accurately, it should be the eyes. Although you pretend to be very good, the pets and loves in your eyes can't be concealed, and you are swept away every time you look at Holney. It seems that I don't care, but in less than two minutes, you subconsciously watched him no less than twenty times."
Night Yingying said: "It’s like a millionaire rich man, who concentrates all his wealth in a baggage, always worrying about the kind of care that the baggage will throw away. Seeing your baby son has almost become A subconscious instinct, this instinct may not even be noticed by you, but it falls in the eyes of a caring person, but can easily judge his unusual relationship with you, and I happen to know European Wu The emperor has an only child, so it is easy to identify his identity."
Patrick’s thoughtful smile said:
Is it so obvious?

"Not obvious, but in the eyes of the minded person, a subtle expression and a negligible move can make a lot of judgments, and I happen to be a thoughtful person."
Ying Yingying loosened Holni and raised her hands calmly: "I can't hand you the map. I have my pride, but you can take it from my body."
After that, the dagger in his hand was wiped out to his throat, and his face was completely dead.
"Ding!"
Patricki raised his hand and flashed a silver light. The night Yingying only felt a sharp pain in his wrist, and the dagger could not help but fall to the ground.
"Miss Yingying Ying, it’s better to die than to die. Why can’t you think about it?

Patrick’s eyes flashed in the eyes, as if he had found rare and rare, and looked at her hotly: "I think you are the best gift God has given me."
Night Yingying burst into a savage spurt, ignoring the pain of broken wrists and screaming at the chest: "Old hooligans, you can't think..."
"Cough!"
Patrick's dry cough twice, interrupted her words, and said with a smile: "Okay, beautiful, Miss Yingying Ying, I think you misunderstood what I meant, I mean, I think you are a Very good girl, maybe, you can consider being my daughter-in-law."
Night Yingying's face was dull and glazed at Holney with a light expression. To be honest, although this guy is already; sixty or seventy years old, but the long is still full of handsome, it looks like only in his early thirties.
Did Patrick want to marry this famous waste? Why? Immediately shook his head: "I don't think I will die if I die."
"why?"
Patrick's face suddenly gloomy: "Don't you look down on him?"
Yingying Ying was shrouded in horrible air, and she was chilling, but for her long-awaited death, she was not afraid of death. What is terrible?
Immediately shook his head and said: "I don't look at the problem that I can't look down on, but I don't like him at all, and I can't marry a Westerner."
"It doesn't matter if you don't like it. In the old saying of your god, the feelings can be cultivated slowly. As for the Westerners in the eyes of the West, they are all human beings. This is not a problem. This is the case. You are my daughter-in-law, give me a grandson as soon as possible."
Patrick's face was a little slower and he made a decision unquestionably.
Night Yingying is stunned. What is the European Emperor’s brain sick? Even so overbearing, it is no wonder that Holney is a light-hearted look. It is estimated that this kind of thing is not once or twice. He has long been used to it.
What about Hollen’s former wife? Will not be born, the baby is killed by Patrick? This thought made her shudder.
"Holly, are you still satisfied with this wife? You must work hard and give me a grandson to know it as soon as possible?"
Patrick’s mood seemed to be very good, gentle and kindly looking to Holly softly.
"Yes, father, I will work hard."
Holney replied with respectful reverence.
I don't know if it is an illusion. Night Yingying feels that Holney's eyes seem to have a touch of sorrow, and it is really a strange father and son.
"Haha, okay, then you can round the room now."
Patrick laughed happily, but when he said it, it made the night Yingying stunned and shy.
"Don't think, where did you talk to yourself and asked my opinion? I will not agree if I die."
Night Yingying shy and anger shouted, reaching for the dagger on the ground, squatting to his heart.
"Hey!"
Patrick is worthy of being a European emperor. Even if it is suppressed, the speed and reaction are incredible. Night Yingying only feels a pain in his wrist, and the dagger comes out again.
Patrick's face was gloomy and dripping out of the water. His eyes stared at the night Yingying: "I have the final say, you have no right to decide."
"Fart, don't think that you are a shit, you can do whatever you want, I would rather die than marry your waste son."
Night Yingying hysterical roaring.
Snapped!
A loud slap fan was on the face of Ying Yingying at night, and the horrible power flew her fan out for several meters before she fell heavily on the ground.
Patrick took out a white silk scarf and wiped the palm of his hand slowly. It was taken for granted: "No one has ever dared to disobey my opinion. I will give you another chance to promise or die."
"Oh, I will not promise you this deadly metamorphosis if you die, and kill me if there is one."
The night Ying Ying's face was red and swollen, and Zhang mouth spit out a back molar, and he snarled his neck and roared.
Patrick suddenly smiled, and the smile seemed extremely eerie under the scorching sun, making people feel cold and creepy.
Night Yingying was not afraid of death, but under his perverted smile, he even gave birth to a fearful heart. The body subconsciously curled up and looked at him in horror.
The corner of his eye was inadvertently swept to Holney's back to his father, anxiously glaring at her, seemingly asking her to promise, not to anger Patrick.
"Holly, my dear son, you also saw it. This skunk is very disobedient. She dared to look down on you. It made me angry, so she must accept the most severe punishment."
Patrick is like a face-changing demon. When faced with Holni's son, he is full of love and pet, and when faced with other people, it is as cold as winter.
The extremely quick expression made the night Yingying’s heart chill, and I always felt that something would be unacceptable than death.
Holney was still squinting at her, but at the moment she suddenly became expressionless and said faintly: "You are talking about my dear father."
Night Yingying saw the pitiful and helplessness in Holney's eyes, and the heart became more and more weird. The relationship between the father and the son seemed very unusual, not as harmonious as it appeared on the surface.
But soon, she would have no time to think about the relationship between the father and the son, and horrified eyes wide open, watching the four apprentices behind Patrick, including the black man, all smirked and surrounded, The color of sinfulness in the eyes is what the individual can imagine what they are going to do next.
"Get out, don't come over."
Night Yingying was afraid, she was not afraid of death, but she was afraid of being insulted by these animals before she died.
Tear off!
The black man reached out and tore her white dress, revealing a large white scorpion in the chest, and the throat rolled a bit. It seemed to hate her struggle and rebellion. She sweared in English and then slaps the night. Yingying fan fell to the ground.
The night Yingying’s head slammed and the brain was in a state of disintegration. He did not think of it anyway. This European emperor turned out to be so perverted, and he did not want his four apprentices to be in the face of everyone. Yourself.
But then, Patrick's words made her even more abyss, realizing that she was too kind to think of this metamorphosis.
"Don't worry, line up, everyone has a share, this is a female disciple of the Holy Gate of China. I think everyone will like this gift."
Patrick's eyes sparkled with excitement and expectation luster, licking his tongue, his eyes staring at the nightly Yingying's graceful body shouting.
The quiet crowd suddenly boiled like boiled boiling water, and countless hot eyes were cast on the night of the four big men in the middle like a little sheep, and the sound of swallowing water was endless.
The West is an open place. It is as commonplace as a normal thing for men and women. Western warriors are more fond of women, almost no women are not happy every day.
It is reasonable to say that they will not be so interested in a woman, but Yingying Ying is born in the holy gate. This identity has undoubtedly stimulated the secretion of hormones from these animals, and suddenly became a big animal.
Even if some people are not used to it, they are afraid to say nothing because of the imperial power of the Emperor.