A pair of eyes hurt as if they were burned by fire.
The pain was so painful that his whole body was shaking, and the pain was so painful that he almost died.
But Lan Qing remained quiet all the time. Even though his whole body was twitching in pain, he still didn't say a word.
He didn't beg for mercy, didn't call for help, and even had no expression on his face.
"It seems that Master has trained you very well. You can still be so calm even though you have no eyes."
Lan Fan looked at his eyes that were gradually dimming, and laughed loudly: "I finally destroyed Master's most beloved disciple, finally destroyed it, hahaha..."
That laughter, in the Vulture Hall, which was so quiet that even the tip of a needle falling on the ground could be heard clearly, seemed particularly cold and terrifying.
But there was no one around.
They are all outside the Vulture Hall.
The palace people who were waiting for Lan Qing were all locked up at this time.
No one will come here, no one will save him.
"Junior brother, are you desperate? Are you in pain and despair now?"
Lan Fan bent over, grabbed Lan Qing's lapel, and lifted him up.
"How is it? How does it feel to lose everything? Are you so desperate that you want to die like this?"
"I tasted it back then. Now, you should taste it again. Have a taste. Isn't it unpleasant?"
Lan Fan threw it away casually, and Lan Qing was thrown to the ground like a rag doll.
But he still kept his lifeless eyes open and didn't say a word.
He couldn't see, but his eyes were still open.
What Lan Fan hates the most is these people pretending to be calm!
"A pair of eyes can't make you despair, so how about destroying your face too?"
With a swish sound, Lan Fan took out a dagger from nowhere, squatted down, and put the sharpest point against Lan Qing's face.
"Master also likes your appearance very much. He said you are the prettiest among all his disciples! He said you are prettier than me, did you know that?"
Lan Fan is actually a handsome man.
The successor chosen by their Lan clan will never be an ordinary character.
However, when Lan Qing grew up, Lan Fan completely became dull in front of Lan Qing!
Everything is because of him!
This bastard, he shouldn't live in this world!
"Master's favorite face, I will destroy it for you now! I will destroy it now!"
He raised the dagger and stabbed Lan Qing in the cheek.
But I didn’t want to—a bang!
Lan Fan felt numb. Even though he had deep internal strength, he couldn't resist this force.
Not only did the dagger fly out of his hand, but he himself was also shaken and rolled to the ground, far away from his original position.
There was a flash of silver light, and several silver needles came from nowhere and shot towards his face.
How much does Lan Fan care about his appearance?
The place where the silver needle was pointed was actually his face.
This frightened him so much that he immediately flew back a long distance.
But I don't think so, the threats haven't stopped yet.
The man didn't know what kind of weapon he was holding in his hand. With a bang, the concealed weapon smelling like Mars medicine was thrust right in front of his face.
This speed is as fast as lightning!
Lan Fan has never seen such a powerful hidden weapon.
He had used up all his strength to avoid it as quickly as possible.
The hidden weapon still scratched his arm.
It’s burning! It hurts!
Looking back, there was only the blood that Lan had just poured out on the ground. Where was Lan Qing's figure?
