Qing Yue carried a sack into the house and threw the sack to the ground. The person inside let out a muffled groan.
Xiao Yi glanced at it: "Open it."
"yes."
Qingyue opened the sack, and Xiao Weixuan struggled out of it sweating profusely. His hands and feet were tied, and his mouth was sealed, making him unable to speak.
There were human organs everywhere in the dark and strange room. The rocking chair under Xiao Yi was made of human bones. Xiao Weixuan was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. When he looked at Xiao Yi in front of him, his face became even paler. He was trembling and almost peeing from fear.
.
"Uh huh"
Xiao Weixuan struggled to get up and escape. Xiao Yi put his right leg on his left leg and stepped on Xiao Weixuan's face with his right foot, his movements were elegant and calm.
"You are such a coward. I thought cutting off your right hand would help you to remember your memory, but I didn't expect you to be stubborn."
Xiao Yi spoke softly and unhurriedly, but with a bone-chilling coldness in his mouth.
Lifting Xiao Weixuan's chin with his toes, Xiao Yi smiled faintly and coldly: "I dare to touch any woman I like. This time it's not as simple as just cutting off one of your right hands."
"Uh huh huh."
Xiao Weixuan was silenced and could not speak, but his face was as pale as a sheet of fright. He finally knew who had chopped off his right hand, it was Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi moved his right foot and raised his chin slightly towards Qingyue: "Take him to the darkroom."
Qing Yue nodded, turned a skull on the shelf, and a secret door appeared on the wall. Qing Yue grabbed Xiao Weixuan by his collar and led him to the dark room.
Xiao Yi flicked off his clothes, stood up slowly, held a pair of silk hand masks as thin as cicada wings and put them on his hands. His gloomy expression disappeared in the dim light and shadow, like a Shura ghost.
The dark room was filled with a strong smell of blood. On one side of the wall were various instruments of torture, and on the other side hung various intact human skins, as well as cleanly picked human bones.
Xiao Weixuan's clothes were stripped off, and his arms and legs were chained. He lay on the stone bed like a piece of fish on a table, waiting to be slaughtered.
"Uh huh"
Xiao Weixuan pulled hard on the chain with both hands and feet, trying to break free, but no matter how hard he pulled, it was of no avail.
Xiao Weixuan was frightened. This time he was really afraid. Everyone in the imperial capital knew about Xiao Yi's violence, but he didn't expect that Xiao Yi actually liked Wen Nianruan. If he had known about it earlier, he would have sent Wen Nianruan to his bed.
Don't even dare to touch it.
I thought that Xiao Yi would give up after escaping from the palace and hiding in the palace. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yi actually let people enter the palace openly and abduct him.
Xiao Weixuan's thinking was too simple. If Xiao Yi wanted someone's life, even the ends of the earth could not escape his grasp.
Xiao Yi walked over slowly, and Qingyue handed him a delicate and small dagger. Xiao Weixuan's pupils shrank suddenly, full of fear.
Qingyue removed the rag from Xiao Weixuan's mouth. Xiao Weixuan immediately took a few big breaths and shouted in horror: "Xiao Yi, you can't touch me, otherwise the queen will not let you go!"
"She doesn't need to let me go. I will go find her soon."
Xiao Yi chuckled leisurely, with a cold look in his eyes, holding the dagger and gently roasting it on the candlelight beside him.
"Xiao Yi, please let me go. I will give you money. I will give you lots and lots of money. There are many treasures in my palace. I will give them to you. As long as you let me live."
Xiao Weixuan cried with snot and tears. Only when he was about to die did he realize that Wen Nianruan was the woman Xiao Yi protected in his heart.
"I have more money than you," Xiao Yi retracted the dagger and slowly approached, gesturing with the dagger on Xiao Weixuan's chest: "The only thing I want is your human skin."
"No, no, no, Xiao Yi, please, you can't kill me."
Xiao Weixuan was sweating profusely, his pupils were constricted, and he was extremely frightened.
"Why can't I kill you? There's no one I can't kill no matter who I want to kill," Xiao Yi chuckled, his eyebrows were extremely gloomy, and there was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.
"Where should I start?"
The dagger slashed from Xiao Weixuan's chest all the way to between his legs. Xiao Yi's movements were slow and unhurried, and even a little pleasing to the eye.
The dagger stopped between Xiao Weixuan's legs, and a faint smile appeared on Xiao Yi's lips: "The first step is to start from here."
Without a trace of hesitation, the dagger in Xiao Yi's hand sharpened iron like clay, and cut it cleanly with just one cut.
"no!!!"
Following Xiao Weixuan's shrill scream, a pool of blood was splashed on the wall.
Xiao Weixuan's facial features were twisted in pain, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry out. Seeing that he was about to faint, Qingyue fed him a pill, and Xiao Weixuan immediately woke up, clearly feeling the pain down there.
"ah!!"
Xiao Weixuan clenched his fists and screamed, the veins on his forehead protruding.
"Shh, don't scream, you're disturbing me."
Xiao Yi's voice was still soft, but it sounded creepy.
There was only pain in Xiao Weixuan's whole body, how could he hold back his screams, which were shrill and shrill.
"Really disobedient."
Xiao Yi's eyebrows frowned slightly, revealing a bit of danger. The dagger in his hand flew out and stuck on the wall with a "ding" sound. Half of his tongue was still stuck in the dagger.
"Hmm."
Xiao Weixuan had blood in his mouth and could no longer scream.
Xiao Yi's eyebrows relaxed and he seemed to feel comfortable.
Qingyue pulled the dagger from the wall, wiped it clean and handed it to Xiao Yi again.
Xiao Yi held the dagger and pointed the tip of the blade at Xiao Weixuan's chest: "The second step, I want to start from here."
"Uh huh"
Xiao Weixuan's eyes widened in horror, and he clearly felt the cold tip of the blade passing through his chest, immediately making a large gash.
Xiao Weixuan was conscious until the last moment when Xiao Yi skinned Xiao Weixuan. When Xiao Yi was done, Xiao Weixuan died.
Xiao Weixuan was tortured throughout the whole process.
Xiao Yi has thousands of ways to torture someone.
Xiao Yi's hands were covered with blood, but his green clothes were as clean as ever, without a trace of dust or blood.
When you take off the mask on your hands, it’s hard to imagine that those clean and beautiful hands are best at peeling skin and removing bones.
Qing Yue hung Xiao Weixuan's skin bag on the wall to dry in a familiar manner. Turning his eyes, he saw Xiao Weixuan's treasure still on the ground and asked: "Sir, what should I do with this thing?"
Xiao Yi glanced at it with disgust: "It's so ugly."
Qingyue: "."
Withdrawing his gaze, Xiao Yi flicked the hem of his clothes and said slowly: "Go and give it to Ruanruan, that fat cat. Give it extra food. It's my thoughtfulness."
After all, he wanted to pursue the cat's owner, so he should try to please the cat occasionally.
Gungun: "."Is this flattering? This is frightening, okay!
Qingyue: "."
Glancing at the thing, Qingyue hesitated: "My cat was raised to be naughty, so he probably won't eat this thing."
He didn't eat the sparrow last time, and he definitely won't eat this thing.