Chapter 392 Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid
"Ye Haipeng was seriously injured, and Su Linglong will die soon." Rakshasa's voice was hoarse.
Chu Yue rubbed the embossed lines on the teacup, gently raised her slender eyebrows, and a playful smile spread across her lips.
Half an hour later——
Zongfu.
Deep in the dungeon.
The dark prison was filled with the smell of dampness and decay, as well as the foul smell of blood.
Chu Yue was wearing a red dress and had a graceful figure. As she walked forward, she saw a familiar person in the Tianlao on the left.
Concubine Xia, who once favored the Sixth Palace, now has her hair disheveled, her limbs are chained up by iron chains, and she looks haggard. She no longer has the grace and splendor of the past.
She glared at Chu Yue fiercely and let out a hoarse cry.
"Ugh...ah..."
Azi stood next to her, holding a silver-white whip in her hand. She swung the whip onto Concubine Xia's thin body, causing her skin to burst open and blood to flow freely.
"Be honest and don't disturb Ye Hou." Azi's face was expressionless.
Concubine Xia trembled and shivered, but her bloodshot eyes stared at Chu Yue like a cold poisonous snake.
At this moment, Chu Yue came to the corner of the dungeon and saw the most familiar people through the cell door.
Ye Haipeng's head was bleeding and he was dying. He could only open his eyes with difficulty and looked at Chu Yue.
Vaguely, he seemed to see the banished immortal in the sky, just like that day when the woman who came walking in the snow stretched out her hand towards him and said: My name is Mu Qinghuang.
Ye Haipeng was on the verge of despair and in agony.
In this life, everyone in the world knew that he was married to the most heroic Martial God of the Shenwu Kingdom, but little did they know that that woman had never looked directly at him.
Even though he and Su Linglong were inseparable, they never cared.
Finally, Su Linglong had enough of the pillow wind, and in a rage, he teamed up with others to kill Mu Qinghuang.
Chu Yue's eyes were cold and thin, and she stared into the dungeon.
The thirty thousand needles on Su Linglong's body were shocking, but compared to what Mu Qinghuang suffered, it was nothing at all.
"My lord, is it you? Have you come to see Xue'er?"
Ye Ruoxue, unkempt and disheveled, suddenly threw herself at Chu Yue through the cell door, "Seventh Prince, I am your princess, why did you come to see me?"
"Open the cell door."
After Chu Yue finished speaking, Rakshasa opened the cell door in an orderly manner.
Immediately, Chu Yue stepped in and looked directly into Ye Ruoxue's eyes.
"Chasha is no longer interested in you, but I am very interested in you." Chu Yue grinned cruelly and grabbed Ye Ruoxue's chin, "Don't pretend to be crazy or stupid for me, I won't do this."
"Prince, what's wrong with you...don't you want Xue'er anymore?" Ye Ruoxue's eyes were red and tears were streaming down her face.
"She seems to be really crazy." Rakshasa whispered.
Chu Yue sneered, stepped forward, and sat on the chair like a king, just like a cold-blooded cruel beast: "dig up her martial arts roots, make a soup and feed it to the little wolf, and then put her legs
Interrupt."
Ye Ruoxue had a look of horror on her face. She couldn't sit still anymore and shook her head wildly, "No... no! I am the eldest lady of Ye Mansion, you can't do this to me."
"dig--"
In one word, cruel and ruthless.
Ah Zi led the guards into the cell and polished the sharp dagger, flashing with a cold light.
Ye Ruoxue let out a shrill scream!
"Ye Chuyue! You will die badly! Even if I act like a ghost, I will never let you go, you bitch!" Ye Ruoxue yelled.
"As a human being, you are no match for me. As a ghost, you can only be defeated by me."
"Ye Ruoxue, it's time to pay back the debt you have owed over the years."