Xie Rusheng poured out all her anger, resentment and hatred on Lin Feiwan. If it weren't for her, the prince would not be lying in limbo with his life and death uncertain. If it weren't for her, the prince's plan to attack Xiao Xuanyuan would not be delayed again and again.
If it weren't for her, the prince wouldn't have had time to take care of him
The whip covered in blood kept waving in the air, and the fine cloth was covered with blood and fell gently in the wind.
Lin Feiwan's clenched lips were dripping with blood. She clenched her teeth tightly to prevent the pain in her mouth from moaning out. The sweat on her forehead was like rain, and the whip soaked in salt water was lashed down and down, causing the skin to rip open.
Lin Feiwan's body was numb from pain, and for a moment, she was about to die.
The more he saw that Lin Feiwan's back was beaten to a bloody pulp, the more vigorously Xie Rusheng swung the whip in his hand. It seemed that only by seeing Lin Feiwan in pain with his own eyes could he relieve the hatred in Xie Rusheng's heart.
"I have to be merciful, but I hope you will be merciful and let her live."
Xie Rusheng looked up and saw a Taoist priest with white eyebrows and long beard standing on the side of the iron cage, with his hands clasped together. He looked like a Taoist master.
"She deserves it. Just because she assassinated the prince, she is already worthy of death. What's more, the prince is unconscious now. Even if she died a thousand times or ten thousand times, it would not be a pity."
After saying this, Xie Rusheng used the whip in her hand and slashed it across the air at Lin Feiwan's back.
The white-haired old man took a step in the air, took the whip from him, pulled it back, and took the whip back from Xie Rusheng's hand.
Then he fell to the ground and said: "Even if you kill her now, it won't help. What's more, she was the one who gave the poison. If she dies, no one will know the antidote. So after all, you are still hurting the prince."
The old man walked to the iron cage and looked at the bloody body in the cage. Her body was twitching constantly, and she let out a small moan because of the pain.
The old man took out a pill from the medicine jar, and then raised her face from the front. Her pale face had covered her beautiful face. When the old man was about to stuff it into her mouth, Lin Feiwan opened her eyes suddenly.
Eyes, protruding from the medicine in his mouth, looking at the white-haired old man in front of him with hatred