701. Chapter 701 Abandoned Prince: A Sword Through the Chest [7]
"Third brother!" Through the cell door, Xuanyuan Zhiluo saw Xuanyuan Zhirong walking slowly, dressed in white clothes like snow, with a graceful smile on his face, his teeth were almost broken.
They are all sons of the Tian family, how deep their scheming is? Even if Xuanyuan Zhiluo was temporarily confused, if he hadn't figured out that he had been trapped after a day of reflection in the prison, his more than twenty years of life would have been in vain. Now.
, Xuanyuan Zhirong was the first to appear in front of him, so it is self-evident who framed him.
"Hanyang Pass, I'm leaving you alive so that you can live well in the future." Xuanyuan Zhirong looked at Xuanyuan Zhiluo indifferently across the iron pillar, his charming voice was particularly moving.
"What are you going to do to me?" Xuanyuan Zhiluo looked at the calm Xuanyuan Zhirong in horror. How could he have survived until now if he had not been alert to Xuanyuan Zhirong for more than 20 years?
Xuanyuan Zhirong just smiled faintly, and then glanced at the burly man next to him. The burly man pulled out the butcher knife from his waist. Wang Ke opened the cell door and walked in.
Seeing this, Xuanyuan Zhiluo was about to resist, but Xuanyuan Zhirong turned his big palm, and a white seed flew out between two fingers, hitting Xuanyuan Zhiluo's acupuncture point: "This is the best butcher in the world, I
I heard that he can remove the limbs and leg bones of pigs and still keep the pigs alive and well."
Xuanyuan Zhiluo's eyes widened, and his beautiful phoenix eyes were so red that they could bleed. But he couldn't resist at all. Instead, he was sweating profusely as he watched the butcher approach him step by step.
Xuanyuan Zhirong stood calmly outside the cell, with phoenix eyes motionless as he watched the butcher raise and lower his knife to Xuanyuan Zhiluo who was pinned to the ground. He watched the small cell floor stained red with blood and looked at Xuanyuan Zhiluo.
After passing out from the pain, I woke up again.
After Xuanyuan Zhiluo's limb bones were removed alive, Xuanyuan Zhirong woke up from the pain of being tortured by Wang Ke again. His face was pale and Xuanyuan Zhiluo was lying on the ground trembling: "No one, anymore.
After hurting her, I can still live freely."
With that said, he turned around and left without hesitation, his steps were steady but light, as if he was walking on clouds.
"Master, Princess... Princess... she is in your bedroom." As soon as Xuanyuan Zhirong stepped out of the cell, the people who had been waiting outside the cell immediately reported.
Xuanyuan Zhirong raised his hand to wave it away, raised his head to look at the still sleepy sky, chuckled and murmured: "No one can live freely after hurting her. Including myself, if I hurt her heart, I will always
There is a price to pay.”
When Xuanyuan Zhirong returned to the mansion alone and stepped into the dormitory, he had just closed the door with his backhand when a sword was pressed against his chest. He raised his eyes to meet Mu Jieyu's cold, ice-like eyes. He saw her long hair.
Her hair was draped down her shoulders, she was wearing thin pajamas, and her plain face was full of murderous intent.
"Go find the emperor and find out everything about Ning Qingsang and save your second brother." A cold voice, a commanding tone.
Xuanyuan Zhirong didn't care at all that the cold sword tip had pierced his gorgeous white robe and stuck tightly to his skin. He looked at Mu Jieyu calmly and said, "I'm sorry, but I obey."
Her wrist was an inch closer, and the tip of the sword pierced his skin. Seeing the bright red blood blooming on the snow-white brocade, she threatened: "If you don't tell me, you will die!"
The slight pain in his chest did not move Xuanyuan Zhirong's face. He remained unmoved: "I would rather die than surrender."