Chapter 135: You hurt her with this hand? This hand is no longer needed
Chapter 135: You hurt her with this hand? This hand is no longer needed
The hand that was pinching her neck kept tightening, and the air in her lungs gradually became thinner, making it difficult to breathe.
Lin Zhaoyue took small sips of air and looked coldly at Xiao Yan who was losing control because of Liu Yiyi.
His eyes were sinister and violent, like a mad dog out of control, ready to tear her apart and eat her.
The slender white neck was pinched red, with thin blue veins bulging out.
Lin Zhaoyue's lips curled up in a sarcastic smile.
This time she did not sit and wait for death, because she knew that she had caused Liu Yiyi to be in an uncertain state of life and death, and Xiao Yan really wanted her to pay with her life.
She didn't want to die before he died.
She pulled out the silver hairpin on her head and stabbed at his hand without hesitation.
Xiao Yan noticed her movements, loosened his hands that were pinching her neck, and grabbed her wrist that was holding the silver hairpin, pulling hard.
The world was spinning, and Lin Zhaoyue was thrown against the wall like a piece of rag.
Lin Zhaoyue's back hit the wall hard, her entire spine seemed to be broken, her body felt like it was falling apart, and it was extremely painful.
Her muscles spasmed and she couldn't help but groan. She tilted her head back, her face pale.
Xiao Yun stood in front of her, blocking most of the light, lowered his eyes, and looked down at her painful appearance.
The girl's face was pale, without a trace of blood, and a thin layer of cold sweat appeared on her forehead.
She groaned in pain and quickly bit her lip, as if she didn't want anyone to see her miserable and vulnerable appearance.
The bent spine quickly straightened.
The pair of tearful almond eyes looked at him stubbornly:
"Your Highness, are you going to kill me?"
Her eyes are bright, almost crystal clear, and very beautiful.
Xiao Yan really couldn't imagine how someone with such a pair of clean and clear eyes could be so vicious.
"I do want to kill you, but killing you like this would be too easy for you."
"Lin Zhaoyue, I will make you wish you were dead, but you can't live."
Lin Zhaoyue, the pain you are experiencing now is nothing compared to Yiyi.
There was a sudden surge of hostility in Xiao Yun's dark eyes, and his face was gloomy and cold.
He turned his head and looked at her hand holding the silver hairpin.
"You used this hand to injure Yiyi?"
His eyes were so cold and cruel that Lin Zhaoyue instinctively retracted her hand.
Noticing her actions, Xiao Yan's lips curled up into a cold and cruel arc:
"Lin Zhaoyue, you are still afraid!"
As he spoke, Xiao Yan raised his foot and walked towards the wall covered with torture instruments.
He took down an iron hook, stared at her with his dark eyes, and spoke slowly like a devil:
"Do you know what this is? It's called an intestinal hook, and it can pull out a person's intestines. I remember a remnant of the previous dynasty was dragged out of the cell by my order, and he held on for three days before dying. Lin Zhaoyue, how many days do you think you can hold on?"
The bloody scene unconsciously emerged in her mind, and an invisible sense of fear filled her limbs and bones, making her whole body cold.
Lin Zhaoyue's lips trembled unconsciously.
Satisfied with seeing the girl's pupils shrink and her expression of fear, Xiao Yan put down the hook in his hand and took out a dagger.
"For someone as vicious as you, not to mention your heart, even your intestines are probably black. I find it disgusting."
He played with the dagger, seemed satisfied, and walked towards her.
"I used this dagger to torture spies from other countries. The toughest one died after I stabbed him 3,600 times.
I scraped off his flesh and roasted it for him to eat..."
"Xiao Yan, you are a lunatic!"
Lin Zhaoyue roared and cursed.
Those beautiful eyes were filled with fear and hatred as if they wanted to tear him into pieces.
"Yes, that's the expression. The people who were tortured by Gu also looked at me like this."
This pervert, this lunatic!
Xiao Yun held the dagger and gently stroked Lin Zhaoyue's beautiful and delicate face. The cold touch made her hair stand on end.
"Tell me, how many times can you take a knife?"
As he spoke, a strange light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
The man was standing with his back to the light, with half of his face in shadow. His handsome face now looked like a demon:
"Your skin is so tender, it will be delicious when roasted."
Lin Zhaoyue widened her eyes and stepped back unconsciously.
"Xiao Yan, an evil spirit like you will one day be pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows."
Her voice trembled.
Like a frightened and desperate little deer.
Xiao Yan suddenly burst into laughter, and his laughter echoed throughout the cell, making people feel creepy.
"It's just a thousand arrows piercing my heart, what's there to be afraid of."
"Miss Lin, who was born into a wealthy family, has probably never suffered any hardship or injury since she was a child! That's why you would be so vicious and hurt someone who had no ill will towards you."
"Today, I am kind enough to let you slowly feel the pain. How about that?"
As he spoke, his dark eyes swept towards Lin Zhaoyue's right hand, and his voice was cold and emotionless:
"Since you hurt her with this hand, you don't need this hand anymore."
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