Chapter 3107 (2/2)

Compared with other places in the temple of the saints, the North Court is quite lively, with the smell of people, various sounds, lights and food.

But as soon as Xi Yue approached Beiyuan, his face sank.

Because it's not so much lively here as miserable.

There are many girls in the main hall of Beiyuan. Each of them is young and beautiful. Some of them are even younger than Xi Yue, but only have the cultivation of Jindan period.

Every one of these girls is a natural Mulin root, and their talent is also very good.

If you live in the lower world, you must be free to fly and be pampered by the family.

However, in the North Court of the temple of the saints, what is waiting for them is the humiliation without dignity.

The servants sat on the reclining chairs, one by one like the elder, and let the girls wait on them.

Most of the girls didn't wear inch thread, and they were afraid of kneeling to serve these holy servants.

Sometimes when the spirit food is sent to the holy servant, he will be caught and maliciously attacked. It's very frivolous.

Some young girls can't stand such humiliation and can't help sobbing.

And such weeping will lead to the anger of the holy servant.

Grabbing the whip at their clean bodies was a slap.

Throughout the hall, from time to time came the cry of the girl's pain, the cry for mercy, and the crazy and twisted laughter of the servants.

At this time, a holy servant wanted to tear off the only belly pocket of a girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old.

The girl didn't want to. She screamed in horror and even scratched the servant.

The saint servant's face was ferocious and his eyes were full of fierce light. He kicked the girl to the ground, grabbed the whip and was about to pull it on the girl.