Chapter nine hundred and eighteen begging for mercy
Gong Yueyue looked at the tortured Ye Qi and Xiaotong, turned around suddenly, and faced Zhao Changyuan who was sitting on the chair. Zhao Changyuan still crossed his legs and looked at Gong Yueyue's angry eyes with raised eyebrows.
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"Why do you want to hurt them?" Gong Yueyue gritted her teeth, wanting to rush up and punch Zhao Changyuan. But she knew that Zhao Changyuan was also angry now. You could tell by looking at his temples. So it wasn't.
Gong Yueyue gave in, but she knew that if she wanted to save the three of them now, the only wise thing was not to do it forcefully.
Zhao Changyuan sneered, his raised legs lit up and down, and then he asked, "Don't you know why? This should all be caused by you, Gong Yueyue."
"It's me. I know that they were implicated because of me. So if you have anything to do, just come to me. Why do you want to embarrass them?" Gong Yueyue looked back at Ye Qi and Xiaotong.
Xiao Tong also looked at Gong Yueyue, shook her head slightly, and signaled Gong Yueyue to leave them alone. Ye Qi still lowered his head without any expression, but his face was already very pale, and he should have reached the worst state.
Condition.
Because she didn't know where their injuries were and how serious they were, Gong Yueyue became even more anxious. Her eyes turned back to meet Zhao Changyuan's cold eyes again, and her tone became a little more calm: "Yuan, I know you are
They are angry because of me. But they are really not at fault. Can you treat their injuries first?"
"Treat the injuries? Their injuries can't be cured." Zhao Changyuan raised his thin lips and smiled coldly, slowly spitting out a few words that made Gong Yueyue's whole body shiver: "I broke their hand tendons."
"You..." Gong Yueyue only felt a burst of heartache, as if a big hand was strangling her throat. Look at Xiaotong and Yeqi's arms hanging down weakly and the blood constantly flowing on the back of their hands. That kind of
The heartache feels overwhelming.
Almost without thinking, Gong Yueyue rushed in front of Zhao Changyuan. As soon as he raised his hand, he slapped him across the face.
Zhao Changyuan didn't hide, and didn't even blink. He heard a crisp sound of "pop", and Gong Yueyue slapped Zhao Changyuan hard on the face, leaving five bright red fingers at the same time.
mark.
At this moment, even Ye Qi, who had not raised his head, couldn't help but look over, his pale face showing shock and worry. The next moment, Ye Qi's body struggled a bit, as if he wanted to get up, but he didn't know who else he was.
In addition to his arm, he was injured elsewhere. He even shook twice without standing up. Instead, he suddenly fell to the ground and his body twitched twice. It was obviously extremely painful.
"What on earth did you do to the two of them?" Gong Yueyue's eyes were filled with tears, and her voice was trembling. She knew that it was definitely not just a broken hand tendon. With Zhao Changyuan's rage, he would definitely be angry at Ye Ye.
Qi and Xiaotong did the cruelest things.
Zhao Changyuan reached out and touched his still burning cheeks. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and his whole face darkened. He lowered his head and seemed to meditate for a while, and then when he raised his head to look at Gong Yueyue, his eyes were no longer as thick as before.
Love and pampering were replaced by sword-like coldness and a faint air of violence.
Gong Yueyue was startled by his violent low pressure, but she did not retreat. Instead, she still looked at Zhao Changyuan and asked loudly again: "What on earth did you do to them? Treat their injuries first."
"I said it was useless. They had already taken Seven Days of Lost Souls according to the rules of the Shadow Pavilion. They were tortured for seven days and seven nights with broken bones and muscles, and then they vomited all the blood from their lungs, and finally turned into something like a torn sack.
A pair of shriveled skin."
Gong Yueyue shuddered every time Zhao Changyuan said something. She didn't know what "Seven Days of Lost Souls" was. But the explanation Zhao Changyuan gave her was enough to shock her. Her heart throbbed with pain, and her little hands clenched into fists.
Staring at Zhao Changyuan fiercely.
"Stare at me? Why don't you try to slap me again?" Every word Zhao Changyuan spat out was cold, but the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. But that handsome smile was also as cruel as a poisonous arrow.
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"Yuan, I said, it's all my fault. Give them the antidote." Gong Yueyue finally slowed down her voice and softened her tone.
She thought she could escape this time, but she didn't expect that Zhao Changyuan would find her in just one night.
Now she no longer wants to know how Zhao Changyuan found her, nor does she want to know when he came or how long he waited here. The only thing Gong Yueyue wants now is to keep Ye Qi and Xiao Tong.
Hearing Gong Yueyue's soft tone, Zhao Changyuan raised his eyebrows and said with a "tsk tsk": "Isn't that slap you gave me just now very impressive? Gong Yueyue, if you want to leave now, I will never
Block it. Why don't you leave now and pursue the freedom you want. As for the two of them..."
Zhao Changyuan turned his gaze to Ye Qi and Xiaotong with a sneer. The murderous intent in his eyes was not hidden at all. He said coldly: "To be free, you always have to pay a price. The death of the two shadow guards can be exchanged for yours."
Free, you can go."
Gong Yueyue was stunned. If freedom was to be exchanged for other people's lives, then she would never want it. Even now that they were injured, Gong Yueyue blamed herself terribly. She would not leave, nor
They couldn't leave, and they had to find a way to keep them.
Gong Yueyue took another look at the blood dripping on the sides of Ye Qi and Xiaotong. Gong Yueyue's eyes were filled with tears. She was so distressed that she could hardly breathe. But she still took a deep breath and begged: "Yuan, I know you
Blame me for leaving without saying goodbye again. But have you ever thought about my true feelings? If you really don’t care about me, why are you so eager to chase me back? Don’t let our hard-won feelings go into exile, okay? This time
It was my fault, don't bring trouble to others."
"Instigating others?" Zhao Changyuan sneered: "Is it me who injures others, or you? Gong Yueyue, don't always make excuses for your mistakes. It's because of you that they became like this.
And have you ever thought about why I am like this? I am not willing to let go. I want to keep you and my children by my side. But you can’t even give me the most basic trust. You don’t believe that I will protect you and your children.
The child will follow our promise and not be emotionally moved by Tanami at all. That’s why you tried every possible means to leave me. Have you ever thought about my feelings again?"
Zhao Changyuan felt equally uncomfortable. Not being trusted by the woman he loved deeply, and not even being able to see the child who was about to be born, no one would feel better about such a blow.
Gong Yueyue's eyes were hot, tears welling up in her eye circles. Finally, she shook her head gently and said, "I said, it's my fault. Even if you don't give me a chance, please let them go."
Hearing that Gong Yueyue actually used the word "please", Zhao Changyuan suddenly clenched his hands, his finger bones turned blue-white due to the force, and his fingertips dug into his palms. (To be continued)