The sharp dagger broke open the flesh and blood. The man's handsome hand reached into Qingge's lower abdomen and pulled out a two-finger-long bone with bloody minced meat. The blood was sprinkled on Qingge's flat and delicate lower abdomen.
The contrast of red is so poignant and beautiful.
Qing Ge closed her eyes, her body kept shaking, her hands that were imprisoned by the chains were clenched tightly, her nails were embedded in the palms of her hands, and she allowed the blood to spread between the nails.
The heart-piercing pain made her want to bite her tongue and kill herself.
In this life, she has not experienced glory and glory, so how can she be willing to die like this?
In modern times, she is a mercenary hiding in the night. Even her life is not her own. She only lives and dies for the mission. Finally, she relives in another world. She can control her own life, and her life has not yet been restored.
Beginning, will it end?
She doesn't accept this ending.
Ji Yue held a dagger in one hand and a bloody bone in the other. He looked at the girl lying on the chair with mixed feelings and distress. She was only fifteen or sixteen years old, but she had to endure such torture.
He inserted the dagger horizontally on the edge of the bed, spread his left hand flat, and suddenly a cluster of purple flames burst out from the palm of his hand. The flames burst into flames. He slowly put the flame into Qingge's belly.
"ah……"
Qingge's body trembled suddenly and she screamed miserably. Her eyes suddenly widened, her eyes were about to burst, and her eyeballs seemed to explode. Red bloodshot eyes filled her eyes. Even if she was worse off than dead, it was difficult to describe her current situation.
every bit of pain.
Qingge twisted her limbs, but she couldn't break free of the chains no matter what.
Bang!
A sound like breaking glass sounded, Qingge's clothes were torn in the strong wind, and scars like cracks gradually appeared on the girl's fair body, and a steady stream of blood flowed out from these scars.
The throne beneath him was dyed dark red.
The air is filled with the smell of blood.
Cold sweat broke out on Ji Yue's forehead, and he put a cluster of red flames into Qing Ge's belly.
The collision of red and purple, the pain of burning flesh and bone marrow, made Qing Ge completely lose his mind, his eyes were red, like an ancient beast, and he couldn't help but roar.
There were more and more scars on Qingge's body, and blood flowed all over her body and condensed under her body.
Ji Yue looked at Qingge lying on the chair, shaking and convulsing. His eyes were a little dull, and he murmured feebly, "It's over, failed..."
That's right, how could a little girl survive such pain?
Neither he nor Ye Qingge were just deceiving themselves.
Ji Yue squatted down by the bed with some frustration. He lowered his head in despair. Suddenly, behind him, a ray of light burst out from behind him, purple and red, coquettish and gorgeous, like a stream of light.
Ji Yue raised her head suddenly, and the monster's face was a little stiff. After being stunned for a moment, he stood up suddenly and turned back inch by inch like a machine...
The moment he turned back, a strong wind blew, and fragments of iron chains flew past his ears.
In front of his eyes was a huge ball of light. Beyond the red ball of light was purple light. A girl with skin as bright as gel stood up from the red light. Her body seemed to be divided into two, with one side red.
One side is purple.
Half bloodthirsty and half noble.
Qingge raised her eyebrows, and a slight smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth, "Didn't you say that you are not interested in people with no face or figure?"
A row of black lines fell on Ji Yue's forehead. He turned around suddenly, took out a red robe and threw it back, "Put it on quickly, it's really dirty my eyes."