The road to whitewashing of the black moonlight of fast time travel

Chapter 5 Torment
The male lead gently wiped the sweat from her forehead gently.It seems that he is still the boy who was obedient to her back then.

Zheng Xiyao couldn't see the male lead's expression clearly, but she knew that Liu Siyan probably wanted to strangle her to death now.Otherwise, how could his hands rub against her neck repeatedly, as if his neck could be broken with a little force.

Zheng Xiyao held her breath and dodged the man's hand. Seeing her dodging, the man held her down hard, pinched Zheng Xiyao by the back of the neck and carried her into the cell.

Xiao Qingrou laughed wildly after seeing her being pressed back by the hero: "Zheng Xiyao, I said, you can't escape. You are going to die soon, before me, hahaha, before me."

Liu Siyan ordered in a low voice: "Come on, pull it out."

In an instant, a man in black came out from nowhere, quickly picked up Xiao Qingrou and left, Xiao Qingrou struggled and shouted: "Your Majesty, kill her! Don't forget how she insulted you, kill this bitch."

Xiao Qingrou, this unlucky thing, had to remind the hero to kill her before leaving.

"Don't be afraid, Yao'er, no one is bothering us now, we can catch up on the old days."

The deep voice reminded her, Zheng Xiyao couldn't help shivering as her hair stood on end.Subconsciously dodged away.Seeing this, Liu Siyan let her go, and Zheng Xiyao hid in a corner like a snake, as if it would be a little safer.

The man didn't care about her dodging, but kicked away the guqin that fell to the ground during the struggle.

"Bang!" The body of the piano broke.

Zheng Xiyao was startled and flinched.

"Ah, sorry. Broke your favorite violin."

Zheng Xiyao looked at the apology in the man's mouth, but his expression didn't change at all.

Her mind was spinning quickly, thinking about how to respond.

"No……"

Before she could finish speaking, Zheng Xiyao twitched in pain, and invisible hands restrained her neck, suffocating her so that she couldn't breathe.

"Did I let you speak?"

Zheng Xiyao shook her head crazily. She lost the air as if she was about to drown, her face turned pale instantly, and her eyes began to turn upwards.

"The past three years, you've been very carefree." Liu Siyan let go of her neck, threw her aside like trash, casually took out a handkerchief to wipe her hands, and then left the dirty handkerchief on the ground

Zheng Xiyao panted heavily, her body trembling slightly.

"I thought you'd come to rescue your old lover after you were caught." Speaking of this, Liu Siyan laughed mockingly: "It seems that Yao'er's affection is nothing more than that."

"Third brother..." Zheng Xiyao murmured softly with a hoarse voice.

"Huh?" Liu Siyan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a half-smile.

"Three..." Before Zheng Xiyao finished speaking, she felt that Liu Siyan was forcing her with internal force. He pulled out a sword from his waist and swiped it up and down twice. There was a sharp pain and her hamstring was broken. up.

The instant tearing pain made Zheng Xiyao couldn't help crying out.

Zheng Xiyao's forehead was covered with cold sweat, she instinctively wanted to cover the wound, but it would hurt even more if she moved it.

She didn't dare to move anymore, but subconsciously shrank and hugged herself.

Liu Siyan looked down at Zheng Xiyao under her feet, and asked without any emotion in her eyes: "Does it hurt?"

Zheng Xiyao barely opened her eyes, and touched Liu Siyan's leg: "It hurts, it hurts so much, third brother."

She waited for a while, and found that Liu Siyan was observing her with great interest.

"I always thought that Yao'er was a monster who couldn't feel pain. It turns out that you are also a person of flesh and blood."

As he spoke, he caressed the wound opened by the sword, and pressed down hard suddenly.

"Ah!" Zheng Xiyao exclaimed in pain.

Liu Siyan smiled, moved his hand, and wiped her clothes twice.

Then he waved casually, and after a while someone handed him a silver whip.

The hero said slowly: "Come here."

Zheng Xiyao shook her head in fear and stepped back.Before she could think of a way to escape, Zheng Xiyao felt a pain in her chest.

She only had time to hold her head to avoid hurting her vitals.

After a while, Zheng Xiyao didn't have a good square on her body, and her clothes were scratched and torn.

On the snow-white skin, there were welts, the wounds were neat, and the blood flowed out, but there was a strange and fragile temptation.

Liu Siyan walked slowly in front of Zheng Xiyao.

He raised Zheng Xiyao's chin, and his face was less than three centimeters close to her, and they were breathing closely together, she even heard Liu Siyan's heartbeat.

"Yao'er, you look so beautiful."

His thumb rubbed back and forth against her lips.

"I like it very much, do you like it?"

Zheng Xiyao: "..."

(End of this chapter)