779. Chapter 778 The Finale of the Empress Chapter [3]
The guards' eyes turned red. Mo Qingyue was a princess, and she was incredibly beautiful. It was worth it to taste it once in a lifetime!
"Feng Xizi's daughter must taste good." Xuan Ling smiled evilly, "I'll give it to you."
The guard, whose lust was already high, pounced on Mo Qingyue like a madman, biting Mo Qingyue's skin while starting to take off his own pants.
"Qingyue! Stop! Xuan Ling! I'll kill you! Stop! Qingyue! Qingyue!" Xiao Lixi shouted in anger and despair, "Qingyue! Don't-"
The fierce calling made Mo Qingyue finally wake up from her coma. She opened her eyes with difficulty and immediately felt what the man on her body was doing.
She was lying on the ground, looking at Xiao Lixi from a distance among the crazy men.
She did not resist and could not resist. Her body was of no importance to her. What she cared about and loved was never herself.
The heartless Mo Qingyue doesn't even have herself in her world...
Xuan Ling looked at Mo Qingyue. He thought she would scream, be scared, and despair... But there was nothing in her eyes except Xiao Lixi!
He wants her to suffer! He wants Feng Xizi to suffer!
"stop!"
When the men spread Mo Qingyue's legs and prepared to show off their lust, Xuan Ling suddenly stopped them.
"Carry her into the yard!"
Everyone looked at each other. Although they were confused, they followed the order and threw Mo Qingyue into the front yard of the ruined temple.
The dark sky was filled with thunderstorms.
Thin lines of rain fell on Mo Qingyue's almost naked body, washing away the blood and allowing her to see the distant sky and earth clearly.
Xuan Ling broke the rope around Xiao Lixi and took him out, still holding him hostage with a dagger.
"Let me think about how I can send you to the West."
Click——
A bolt of thunder and lightning caught everyone's eyes, and Xuan Ling caught a glimpse of silver light in the corner of his eye. It was the soft sword nailed to the wooden pillar by Mo Qingyue.
"Go and pull out the sword."
The three guards ran in and took a lot of effort to pull out the soft sword.
"You." Xuan Ling pointed at one of them, "Use this sword to cut her body bit by bit until she bleeds out and dies."
"You can't kill her! Let her go! I beg you! Let Qingyue go!" Xiao Lixi's face was distorted, and even her voice was torn apart.
"Let her go?" Xuan Ling curled her lips coldly: "Did Feng Xizi let me go? If it weren't for Feng Xizi, your mother wouldn't have gone crazy! She owes us this, let her daughter go today
Come back!"
"No! Qingyue! Let go of Qingyue! Qingyue! Qingyue!"
The wind was howling, the rain was pouring, and the thunder was rumbling continuously. Under the ruthless hands of the guards, Mo Qingyue could only wave her arms to resist.
But now...what can she change?
"Stop! Xuan Ling, stop! I will die for Qingyue! I will die for her!"
Xiao Lixi's heart felt like a knife piercing her heart when she saw it, her anger was overwhelming, and she was filled with hatred.
The soft sword kept leaving a series of hideous wounds on her body, and a series of horrific blood marks. The bright red liquid just overflowed and was washed underground by the rain, forming a river. The smell of blood was so strong that it was nauseating.
"Why? Why do you love me? Qingyue, why is this happening..." Tears suddenly fell from Xiao Lixi's eyes, her voice was filled with sorrow and she begged miserably: "If you hadn't fallen in love with me, you wouldn't have changed.
It's like this... Qingyue... Qingyue, tell me why..."