He clasped his left hand into a claw, and with lightning speed, he locked onto Jun Feiliu's throat. Because of the force he used, part of his fingers were already embedded in Jun Feiliu's blood.
The bright red blood flowed out along those veins, gradually dyeing the tips of Mo Feijun's fingers red. The white jade-like fingertips contrasted with the red color, and under the cold moonlight, there was a hint of coquettish light.
Jun Feiliu was choked to the point of almost suffocation, and had no ability to fight back. He felt that the air in his chest was constantly being lost, and his head gradually became dizzy. It was extremely uncomfortable. When he thought he was about to die, Mo Feijun finally let go.
Opened him.
But what awaits him will definitely not be comfort.
Before he could take a deep breath, Mo Feijun lightly grabbed the clothes in front of him, inadvertently tore off the buttons, and threw him ten meters away.
Hearing the sound of bones breaking, a bloody smile gradually appeared on Mo Feijun's face.
A few years ago, when he and Jun Feimo were the same person, he was bullied by several princes. At that time, Jun Feiliu kicked him mercilessly and almost killed him. Now he
I want you to have broken bones and become disabled.
And this is just part of the interest.
An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, in his opinion, is the most merciful thing.
He, Mo Feijun, would not be so benevolent. If others owe him anything, they will have to pay a thousand times the price.
He has always disdained the repayment of debts with equal value.
Originally, I wanted to keep Jun Fei Liu alive and torture him slowly.
So for so long, I have never taken the initiative to collect debts.
Unexpectedly, he had no way to go to heaven, and there was no way to hell, so he just barged in.
Yun Dieyi heard Jun Feiliu's screams like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, and glanced at Mo Feijun helplessly, "Don't you think if he continues to scream like this, we will be surrounded by the night guards in a while?"
Even if an assassin were to appear in any palace, they probably wouldn't scream so violently.
If he continues howling, she and Mo Feijun will become the target of public criticism.
Mo Feijun glanced at Yun Dieyi and said nothing. He waved his sleeves and the silver light shot through the air directly towards Jun Feiliu. Almost instantly, Jun Feiliu's screams stopped.
The air returned to its previous quiet state, as if the horrific scream just now was just an illusion.
The lights in the distance were twinkling, and exquisite palace lanterns stood everywhere, moving and still, complementing each other, watching all this silently.