"Ye Jia, write down the crime of that ****. Don't miss a word. Just write what I say... tell me all about your experience of having an affair with that ****."
...Ye Jia, this is your only chance to survive..."
She paused and then added, "After you write it like this, you can say that she seduced you..."
As if talking to himself: "She was the one who seduced you. That ****, she is not a woman... If she hadn't seduced you, you wouldn't have fallen into her scheme..."
After saying that, he held the dagger tighter and his voice changed from extreme excitement to calm cruelty. He raised the dagger and said proudly: "Ye Jia, this is the last chance I give you... As long as you write, you
I can still save your life..."
Silence. There is an extremely terrifying silence between heaven and earth. This makes it even more weird when the wind comes out, as if a monster is riding the wind, sweeping unpredictable disasters and throwing them crazily onto the earth.
Come down...
There is no answer, no resistance, no duel, or even just a one-man show.
Princess Pengcheng suddenly had the illusion that she was talking to a dead person, and what she was threatening was only a dead person... This feeling made her feel a little creepy, and she couldn't help but step back slightly, but the dagger still did not leave.
Ye Jia's neck.
She clenched her teeth and suddenly exerted force, and the dagger came down. She could see clearly, a wisp of blood seeping out... The bright red blood carried the smell of blood in the wind, but she breathed a sigh of relief.
.That is a living person, a dead person will not have such blood...
However, the "big living man" didn't even hum, as if the dagger was not stabbing a flesh and blood body, but a piece of unconscious rotten flesh...
She gritted her teeth and lowered the dagger a little further. At this time, the blood flowed more and more fiercely, like a small, light blood river, flowing down slowly...
However, the man remained motionless. She suddenly screamed: "Ye Jia... are you dead? You dead person... Ye Jia... you are talking... are you dead or alive... Ye Jia?"
... Damn bald donkey, stop pretending to be dead... Just say something quickly... Damn bald donkey..."
Because of fear, her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't even hold the dagger, as if a group of evil spirits were roaring past in the dark night... She jumped up in fright, and with a bang, the dagger in her hand fell to the ground.
.
"King Xianyang is dead?"
She couldn't believe it.
He looked around blankly, as if he didn't know where the sound came from, and he wasn't sure...