"I'll kill you like this. Isn't it too cheap for you? Don't be afraid. You know, I really want to give it a try."
Xue Xichen looked at Wang Yingjun with a smile. The harmless and innocent smile of an animal seemed more bloodthirsty and terrifying in Wang Yingjun's eyes than the cold smile of the demon Yama.
"Xue Xichen. If you kill me, please give me a pleasure. Please give me a pleasure."
Wang Yingjun screamed heartbreakingly and gave up all efforts to survive. Now, she just hopes that she will be satisfied without having to suffer inhuman pain before she dies.
Xue Xichen hummed and laughed. She rolled the sharp dagger on her fingertips. She held the rope in her other hand and smiled with a cat-like cunning and weird look on her face.
"Wang Yingjun, don't be afraid. I really want to give it a try. I also heard that the whip made of human skin is the best whip in the world. It is light and has good toughness. Use it once When the whip goes down, the skin will really open up. It's just right. I want to give Ying a whip. Why not, let's use your skin to do it." After that, she touched Wang Yingjun's cheek. She looked very nostalgic and smiled with a smile on her face. foot.
Wang Yingjun only felt an uncontrollable nausea welling up from her chest. She retched a few times. She looked at Xue Xichen almost in pain and despair. She roared sharply. "Xue Xichen, kill me, please kill me quickly." I beg you to give me a happy life. Please give me a happy life. I give up. I give up. Xue Xichen, please kill me. I give up."
Seeing Xue Xichen's cold and indifferent expression, Wang Yingjun changed the subject and roared at Feng Mulin who was standing not far away. "That man over there, did you hear what Xue Xichen said? Please, don't let her torture me. You kill me, you kill me."
Feng Mulin moved. He walked to Xue Xichen, took the rope in Xue Xichen's hand, and weighed it. Yun Danfeng said clearly: "Xue'er, there are no wooden stakes here."
"Yeah. That's right. I forgot. There are no wooden stakes. How to tie people up."
Xue Xichen seemed to be waking up from a dream. She patted her forgetful brain with a look of regret. "In this case, I have no way to try." Her face was full of disappointment, but Wang Yingjun breathed a long sigh of relief.
However, before Wang Yingjun calmed down, Xue Xichen clapped her hands, as if she had just remembered something interesting, and said happily: "Yeah, I have a good idea again. Mu Lin, do you know about human pigs?"
"Human pig."
Feng Mulin had a look of confusion on his face. Even Wang Yingjun stopped yelling crazily because he hadn't heard anything.
"Pigs are pigs. The so-called human pigs are a kind of torture that turns people into pigs. It means..."
Seeing Wang Yingjun suddenly shuddered, her eyes became more and more frightened and panicked. Xue Xichen was very satisfied with the effect she had caused. She continued, "Human pigs are to chop off a person's limbs, dig out their eyes, and inject copper into their ears. Make him deaf, pour drugs into his throat and cut off his tongue, destroy his vocal cords and make him unable to speak. Then throw him into the toilet and torture him to death..."
Before Xue Xichen finished speaking, Wang Yingjun couldn't help but vomited violently. Xue Xichen stood in the distance, looking at Wang Yingjun's terrified look of life and death. Her heart felt cold and numb. She twitched the corner of her mouth. No. As he spoke, he looked coldly at Wang Yingjun's miserable state. He felt no pleasure in revenge at all. Instead, he felt sad for Wang Yingjun.
The agency calculated and killed and tortured her throughout her life. I'm afraid Wang Yingjun never thought that she would end up in such a tragic end until her death.
However, Wang Yingjun's fate was something Xue Xichen had decided long ago. Xue Xichen would not give up revenge just because of a moment of compassion.
The wind blows from nowhere.
The purple curtain fluttered and danced wildly in the wind; a red bed glowed with the red light of blood. Xue Xichen squinted his eyes and looked at the woman he once hated so much. Now the hatred has faded away. In his heart, there is only She was left with deep sorrow for Wang Yingjun. Xue Xichen suddenly felt that it was really worth all the effort and determination to use such means to seek revenge.
In fact, it no longer makes any sense.
From a certain point of view, Wang Yingjun has already lost. Wang Yingjun has completely lost.
"Wang Yingjun and Feng Biqing want this throne, right?"
Wang Yingjun's liver and gallbladder were broken at this time. She raised her eyes and looked at the woman in front of her. Looking at her face as cold as steel, she made a tearing sound in her throat. After a long while, she said: "Yes."
"Feng Biqing plans to kill Feng Qingge on the West Patrol Road. Is that right?"
"yes."
"Feng Biqing sent you to lurk next to Feng Qingge. Not only did she want you to monitor Feng Qingge, but she also asked you to kill Feng Qingge at the appropriate time. Right?"
Wang Yingjun couldn't deny that although she loved Feng Qingge from the bottom of her heart, she couldn't hide her true purpose of coming to Feng Qingge in the first place. She answered weakly: "Yes..."
"How many people did Feng Biqing send to ambush Baidi City?"
"I don't know... We have always had a single line of contact with the prince..."
Xue Xichen looked at Feng Mulin. Feng Mulin nodded, confirming that what Wang Yingjun said was true.
After a pause, Xue Xichen asked again: "Feng Biqing has made complete preparations in the capital. When will he plan to start an uprising?"
"I have no idea……"
This time, Wang Yingjun did not lie. "The prince will never tell his subordinates about his plans..."
Xue Xichen thought for a while. This indeed echoed Feng Biqing's always cautious and suspicious style.
"So, what do you know?"
she asked.
Wang Yingjun shook her head. Her voice was low and soft, as if coming from the void. "I only know the mission assigned to me by the prince... other things... I don't know anything... because of my secret love for Feng Qingge... I have lost the prince." My trust...even if the prince has any new plans...he won't tell me..."
"So. You have no use value anymore."
Xue Xichen smiled coldly. "Wang Yingjun, don't worry. I have prepared a good home for you. For the sake of the old sisterly love, I won't let your death be too ugly."
She winked at Feng Mulin.
Feng Mulin nodded. A piece of thin leather as thin as a silkworm's wing appeared in his palm. Immediately afterwards, silver light flashed. When Xue Xichen turned around to look, the thin piece of thin leather had already cut Wang Yingjun's throat. .The gurgling blood is continuously gushing out.
Wang Yingjun opened her eyes wide in horror. She seemed not to have expected that her life would end in such a way.
Xue Xichen watched quietly as Wang Yingjun's breath gradually weakened until she was completely cold and stiff. She suddenly felt very tired, not from her body, but from the exhaustion emanating from her heart. She took a few steps back and looked at the already dead person. Wang Yingjun was silent for a long time before she quietly said to Feng Mulin: "Find a place... to bury..."