Jie Ling did not dare to speak anymore. She was afraid that her face was really what the masked woman said, and that such a beautiful face would be disfigured.
"Zhi, why didn't you speak? Why didn't you answer my question?" Seeing that Jie Ling didn't speak, the masked woman asked again.
"Master, if you have anything to say, just say it. If you say this, Zhi won't understand."
"Really? Okay, let me make it clear?" The masked woman let go of Jie Ling's chin, turned around, walked to the stool and sat down, looking at Jie Ling with a serious expression, which made Jie Ling panic.
So scary.
Jie Ling just nodded and said nothing.
"Let me ask you, Zhi, is Nangong Bingjing really dead or is it a lie? Tell me the truth. If what you tell is a lie, then your face will be filled with sulfuric acid to accompany you throughout your life.
"The masked woman picked up the sulfuric acid and shook it in front of Jie Ling.
"Nangong...Nangong Bingjing...he is really dead, master." Jie Ling stammered and said it with her last breath. There is absolutely no one who faked Nangong Bingjing's death.
You know, but Jie Ling doesn't believe it. Did the masked woman even know about it?
"Zhi, it seems that you really want to disfigure your face? You have been with me for so many years, but you are helping outsiders?"
Jie Ling panicked, she really panicked, she didn’t know what to do? Is her fate really like this? If it was true, then she really hoped that she had not been rescued by the masked woman and would not be reborn again.
There would be no result today.
"Ying, take down Zhi." The masked woman ordered, letting Ying capture Jie Ling.
"Master, Nangong Bingjing is really dead. You must believe me, he is really dead." Jie Ling looked at the masked woman walking towards her with sulfuric acid. She was really scared. She was really
She really wanted someone to come out and save her at this time, but no, the nightmare still persisted, and the masked woman still walked towards her step by step.
"Zhi, do you really want to lie to me now?" the masked woman said with a smile, shaking sulfuric acid in her hand from time to time.
"No, I didn't lie to you. Nangong Bingjing is really dead. He is really dead. If the master still doesn't believe it, you can dig up her grave and see. He is still in the grave." Jie Ling's tears.
One drop, two drops flowed down, she didn't expect it to be like this.
"Really? What will happen if I accidentally pour the sulfuric acid down? Zhi, do you think it's okay? Do you want to try it?" The masked woman held the sulfuric acid and shook it, as if she was about to pour it out.
said.
Jie Ling shook her head. She really hoped that Bingjing would appear and save her, but Bingjing still needed others to take care of her. How could he save her?