Chapter 41

The more Yan Qingyu listened, the colder he felt. These nobles did not take human lives seriously at all. From their conversation, we can hear that they should not play such games infrequently.

I don’t know how many people died under their hands, and they died miserably.

Yan Qingyu was raised and tied to the tree on the side. The noble men around her held daggers one by one, and were discussing where to start.

Mo Yan reached out and pulled her clothes hard, and his white bellyband was exposed in front of them. The snow-white color of her skin made every man pause.

They have seen many beauties.

Too many to numb…

But this strange feeling is rare, and I always feel...

"Do you know what Lingchi is? Lingchi is also called "cut into a slaughter", commonly known as "cut into a thousand knives", and is one of the most cruel death penalty."

"Lingchi means that the executioner divides the flesh of the person being punished into hundreds to thousands of pieces and uses a knife to cut it piece by piece. The person being punished often has to endure pain for several hours before he will die. Moreover, execution is very particular. If the person being punished dies immediately or the knife is incorrect, it means that the executioner fails to execute and the executioner may also be punished."

The dagger slowly placed it on Yan Qingyu's wrist, and the sharp blade slowly cut her skin. The sharp pain came, making her body very tight.

Mo Yan cut her skin very slowly, bit by bit, making her slowly feel despair and pain, and she deliberately wanted to torture her.

The dagger was embedded in the flesh and blood of her arms, and blood suddenly flowed. However, Mo Yan stopped moving, his sinister eyes were filled with bloody red and strange, and he sneered cruelly.

"Do it!"

Mo Yan let go of the dagger and with a command, the men around him who were constantly panting and brightly shiny with their eyes rushed forward, holding the dagger and leaning fiercely, trying to turn her into a blood skeleton.

At this moment, a silk silk that could not be easily seen by the naked eye slowly spread from the grass, just like a spider weaving a web patiently, and then a huge web was spread on the grass, surrounding everyone present in the center of the web.

When the young masters were about to stab Yan Qingyu's daggers, Tiansan Silk moved as fast as a living thing...

Blood splattered everywhere, blood mist spread in the air, a head raised high, and then fell to the ground, making the excited young men's body cold in an instant.

"Ah... Assassin, there are assassins!"

"Come, protect your highness!"

"There are assassins..."

A human head fell directly to the ground without warning. The incision on the head was very neat and smooth, and no one even saw clearly what weapon was cut off.

The scene once became very chaotic. They were about to run and run for life and suddenly stopped. A blood appeared on their necks. After careful observation, they would reveal it. It was a thinner sky than their heads. The silk had already been dyed with blood.

The man standing still turned back stiffly. Before he could speak, the blood in his throat sprayed around like a fountain, causing the people who were running to stop immediately, looking at the four sides in fear, fearing that they would die inexplicably.

Yan Qingyu was tied to a tree and couldn't move. She thought she would die under this strange silkworm like these people... However...

Suddenly, she felt the rope on her body being cut off, her wrists, neck and legs began to disobey her orders and rose into the air...

Is it him?

This feeling of being controlled like a doll made Yan Qingyu immediately guess who the person in the dark was.

It's Si Yucheng!

If you can control yourself as a living person like a puppet, there will be no one else except him.

Even Ziyu can't control the big living person as a puppet.

His body flew over the air without being controlled. Mo Yan, who was on the other side, immediately chased after him, but he lost the figure after all. Looking at the blood and corpses all over the ground, his vicious eyes kept staring, with the devilish color in his eyes thick and weird.

Yan Qingyu, there was indeed something wrong with that!

...

After Yan Qingyu flew in the air for a distance, Tian Jiansi suddenly let go of her, and her body fell down uncontrollably.

"ah!"

"ah!"

Under the rockery, a man was lying on the grass to rest. Suddenly, a big living person fell from his head and hit him, almost killing him.

"Hiss...dead woman, get out!"

Yan Qingyu was pushed away by a strong force and lay on the ground in a mess.

Listening to the patient voice coming from her ears, she subconsciously turned around.

Amazement.

What a handsome man.

This man has the style of inverting all living beings, and his natural facial features seem to have a layer of light, just like the unique luster of a top-notch beautiful treasure.

It's so unique.

The man's beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with shimmering and intoxicating light. When he lifted it gently, he suddenly became a thousand magnificent flowers blooming in an instant, with a unique charm.

The peach blossom pink lips were gently pursed, obviously expressing dissatisfaction with the woman who fell into her arms out of thin air. There was an inappropriate blood color in her eyes, and her voice was domineering and majestic:

"A female assassin who assassinated this palace fell from the sky?"

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