Jun Feise opened her eyes wide, and Hu Fengnan looked at her: "Do you think I am dead and killed by your companions? This really disappoints you. The one who was killed is my younger brother. I and him are twins."

Jun Feise felt cold in her heart and held her fingers slightly.

Hu Fengnan leaned over again, and a handsome face almost touched the lid of the coffin: "Little girl, you really have some skills. You can actually recognize the barrier I set up, causing my brother to die tragically... I failed, I am very angry..."

He curled the corners of his lips and stared at her: "How do you think I should cure you to relieve the hatred in my heart?"

His gaze was extremely penetrating. Jun Feise felt that being looked at by him was like being dissolution. The chill and fear in his heart spread throughout his body in waves.

She is not a saint, she can not be afraid of death, but she is also afraid of being tortured, and she will suffer if she cannot die...

"You kill me!" she spoke in a hoarse voice.

Hu Fengnan smiled and said, "Kill you? That's so cheap." His eyes slowly looked her from head to toe: "I heard from Yu Fei that you are immortal. I don't believe in this evil..."

A sharp black bone-clearing knife appeared in his palm, and he gently scratched the coffin board. Jun Feise, who had not kicked open a crack just now, was cut open a crack by his knife like to peel tofu. The tip of the knife almost scratched Jun Feise's face, "You said, I cut you into pieces with this knife, can you still be alive?"

Jun Feise closed her eyes and said nothing.

Hu Fengnan pulled out the knife and licked his lips: "I heard that there is a kind of punishment in the world called Lingchi. It can cut more than 3,000 knives and guarantee that people will not die. I have asked many people to do this test, and they are very cowardly. They often feel pain if they can't support one thousand knives. The hardest one has to last more than 2,200 knives. Do you think that the rumors are wrong, or is my skills not good enough?"

He was talking to himself, and his eyes slowly shot out a venomous light: "Since you are immortal, you may be able to hold on for a while and let me cut more than 3,000 swords. Where is the best place to cut first?"

His knife was gestured there: "Face?" and then rejected himself: "No, I have to look at your expression when I cut my face first. If I cut my face first, I can't see clearly. Let's start with your feet first, cut it in small pieces. My knife is very fast, and I can only cut the thickness of one piece of paper at a time..."

Jun Feise's face turned pale. She didn't expect that this Demon Lord was a standard pervert!

Hu Fengnan looked at her face with great pleasure: "Are you scared? Don't worry, in order to ensure that every piece is cut evenly, I must freeze you first, so that it will not hurt so much when cutting..."

Jun Feise actually thought of her own various ways of dying, but she didn't expect this one.

She is not afraid of death, but she doesn't want to die so ungrateful!

She suddenly opened her eyes and said coldly: "I advise you to kill me if you want to do it quickly, instead of being so rude, otherwise you will wait for my companions to come..."

"They won't come." Hu Fengnan smiled peacefully: "No one knows this place, and they may not bother to find you. Yu Fei was seriously injured, and it was too late to save her. How could you come to save you so in time? Didn't your companion slapped you away with one palm?"

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Chapter completed!