After I was reborn, I divorced my husband

97 kill him
She was rolling on the ground, covered in mud, her lips were bitten with blood stains, her small face was instantly pale and colorless, ten fingers were deeply embedded in the ground, and all her nails were broken due to excessive force, even so, She still couldn't get rid of the slightest pain in her body.

She started to cry. . .

It's not that she has never been criminally punished, and she fell into the hands of the enemy several times, and the other party tortured her so much that her life was worse than death.

But all those criminal laws added together are not comparable to the torture at this moment.

As if she couldn't even breathe, she wished she could die immediately, so that she could be relieved.

But this kind of life is worse than death, but he clearly feels the pain. . ,

The clothes on his body were all wet with sweat. . .

Sweat poured down his face, and his black hair was also wet.

She was gasping for breath, and the blood on her lips flowed down her chin.

One drop, two drops, dyed her skirt red.

Lan Qingyue slowly squatted down, as if she was watching a good show, lazily admiring her distressed appearance, the corners of her lips slightly raised, "How does this fox fire taste? Do you want to die right now? Don't worry, I will die soon. You won't be able to die for a while, it will only teach you that life is worse than death, and this is what will happen if you dare to betray this king."

Mu Lingyue was in so much pain that she had no strength to speak, she opened her eyes weakly and looked at him, unable to speak a word.

He lifted her chin and smiled, "Do you want to beg this king? If you agree to one condition, this king will spare you the pain immediately."

Mu Lingyue looked at him and blinked. . .

"Is this the meaning of promise? If you promise, will you blink again?"

He also knew that she still had no strength to speak now.

The power of the fox fire is comparable to the real fire of Samadhi.

He only used [-]% of his strength, so this fox fire would only make her miserable, but it would not take her life.

Mu Lingyue blinked again.

Lan Qingyue raised the corners of her lips and said with a slow smile, "Tomorrow when he is bleeding, it is also when his physical strength is weakest. Then, you will take the opportunity to kill him."

Her eyes widened, waves of pain followed, and she began to roll again in pain.

Lan Qingyue stood up slowly, flicked her finger, and the fox fire was taken back by him.

Mu Lingyue lay on the ground gasping for breath, unable to move at all. This was the first time she was so embarrassed since she was a child.

"Clang" sound. . .

There was a silver dagger in front of her eyes.

Lan Qingyue still smiled gracefully, "Tomorrow, when he is distracted, you will stab this sword into his heart. If he dies, you will have made a great contribution. This king will protect you from death. I will also reward you, if you have the Lingzhu, you will have a thousand years of life, and you will always be as young and beautiful as you are now."

Mu Lingyue looked at the dagger in front of her eyes, her bitten blood-stained lips moved, her voice was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to tell what she was saying, "Didn't you say... you only want the Lingzhu."

Lan Qingyue nodded, but under the moonlight, there was a frightening chill on that alluring face, "I did think so before, but now I have changed my mind. If you refuse to kill him, I will kill him." The king will let you taste the feeling of being burned by fox fire every day, whether you choose to kill him, or choose to make your life worse than death in the future, you can decide for yourself."

Mu Lingyue closed her eyes, the fox fire disappeared, her body was still in unbearable pain, every inch of her skin seemed to be boiled, and she grinned her teeth in pain when she moved.

(End of this chapter)