When regrets turn to hatred, the pain does not enter the bone marrow, but arises from the bone marrow, entangled with every inch of the body's bones, and the pain is unbearable inch by inch.
Hua Bin started to vomit, because her stomach was so painful that she couldn't express her pain, and she had no shame to express it. How could she say to Duguyi, I was wrong, please let me go, because there were some mistakes.
She cannot be forgiven under any circumstances, and Duguyi is her deep-rooted enemy. She cannot say this. No matter how shameless she is, she cannot kneel down and beg for mercy from an enemy who tramples on her dignity and deprives her of her pride.
And she also knew clearly that she wouldn't live long. After three days and three nights of being ravaged and trampled, her body was like a broken doll that had been torn into pieces. It was only temporarily put back together, and she would soon bleed to death.
Without Dugu Yi taking action, she was already close to death and it was impossible for her to live any longer.
Because there was too much resentment, too much anger, too much sadness, and too much regret, Hua Bin burst into tears. While she was confessing the evil things she had done, she was cursing Duguyi for causing her to fall into hell.
Vomiting out mouthfuls of blood, she hit her head hard on the ground, wishing she could take out her heart, throw it on the ground, and crush it hard so that she wouldn't have to suffer so much anymore.
Duguyi looked at this scene with no expression on his face, and said slowly: "Your vitality is really strong. For three days and three nights, you are not dead yet. Then behave well and let me see you."
How many days can you hold on?" He curled his lips and smiled coldly: "If you hold on long enough to impress me, maybe I will spare your life. I don't know." Dugu Yi stared coldly.
Staring at her, it was like a poisonous snake staring at a frog.
Hua Bin's body twitched again, her heart felt cold, and her throat was stiff. She knew in her heart that no matter how nice Dugu Yi said, he would not let her go. She raised her chin with difficulty, feeling like her whole body was soaked in water.
Just like being in cold water, your whole body feels cold from your skin to your bones.
No, it was not immersed in cold water, but ice water. The water was still freezing rapidly, and it seemed that it would freeze completely in the next moment. In this bone-chilling cold, her tongue was slightly numb, and she could not even speak.
It's a bit difficult, so I can't say anything to beg for mercy.
"Okay, that's it for today's reminiscing. I hope you can still breathe when I see you next time." Duguyi seemed to be in a good mood, but there was a cold feeling behind his smiling eyes.
He Yunze was a little horrified in his heart. Although his master had always been indifferent, but now there was a hint of indifference in his indifference. It was truly cold to the bones. Without the gentleness before, perhaps everyone would be able to ascend to that position.
People are like this in the end.
, Yunze found that Duguyi was becoming more and more like the current emperor.
Duguyi and others left under Hua Bin's hateful eyes. No one thought that their performance had already fallen into the eyes of the man in the dark room.
The light blue robe, straight back, and cloud-like black hair made her figure more leisurely. She was holding a fresh wine glass. Because her back was to the secret door, she couldn't see the man's face for the moment.
His appearance, but his demeanor in every gesture, were enough to prove that he was definitely a peerless young master. After watching this scene, he walked away calmly, without even a trace of fluctuation in his whole person, as if Dugu Yi's vicious and violent behavior was completely unexpected by him.
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When the door of the family was closed, the flattering old madam's face had lost her vulgar smile, revealing a cold arrogance, as if she was a different person. But when she opened the darkroom door, she looked up
He noticed the light coming from a certain room upstairs, changed his expression again, and slowly went up.
The old bustard glanced at the blue figure with utmost respect, then quickly lowered his head, as if another glance would be a blasphemy to the young master in blue. He no longer even raised his head, and asked in a humble tone: "Master, Hua Hua