Lord Shizi's favorite is a crazy beauty

Chapter 57 Ling Chi
Not long after, Mu Jin came in from the door.

That boy has already been executed, and the rest is to be thrown into a mass grave by Liu Jiang's people.

"Mujin, give her to Ling Chi."

"It's in the yard. I want to see with my own eyes how she can't wish for death."

Mu Jin nodded, she knew that Qing Yu was really angry.

Xi Yan is Qing Yu's untouchable Ni Lin.

Yu's heart trembled, she never expected that Qing Yu, who has always been gentle and kind, would use such means to deal with Ning Zhi.

But then he thought of Xiyan, who was still in a coma, but understood Qingyu's anger.

And Qing Yu was not a pure and kind person in the first place.

It's just that the expression is too gentle on weekdays, which makes people feel the illusion.

凌迟
Hearing these two words, he was as indifferent as Ning Zhi, and could not help but panic slightly.

She knew that Qing Yu would not let her go easily, but she never expected that Qing Yu would deal with her in such a vicious way.

Without saving Ningzhi any face, Qingyu had Ningzhi's clothes stripped off in public and tied to a pillar in the yard.

Immediately, with Mu Jin's support, she stood up and walked slowly to Ning Zhi's side.

Qingyu stretched out his hand, Mu Jin understood, and handed the dagger into Qingyu's hand.

Qingyu took the dagger and played with it, and there was a little coolness in his voice, "I was injured yesterday, and my body is a little weak, so I don't know the severity of the attack for a while, so please bear with me."

Ning Zhi's originally angry face turned pale.

The tone is so gentle, but the words that come out are so cold and frightening.

At this moment, Ningzhi was really scared.

"Where do you think it is more appropriate to start?"

Qingyu looked at Ningzhi with a questioning face.

It is so innocent and innocent, but the words that come out are so bloodthirsty, as if the perfect god is combined with the cruel and bloodthirsty Shura. Under that beautiful face, there is a daunting Bitter killing intent.

"Xiyan hurts the heart, so you should start here."

After saying that, the dagger in his hand pierced straight into Ning Zhi's heart, not too deep, but pulled out a piece of flesh and blood.

"Well--"

Ning Zhi broke out in a cold sweat in pain, snorted, and her face was pale.

Seeing Qingyu gouging out a piece of flesh from Ningzhi's heart without changing his expression, Yushi suppressed the nausea in her stomach, her complexion turned slightly pale.

Only now did she know that she had always underestimated Qing Yu.

With such ruthlessness, no boudoir woman in Shengjing can match her.

Piansheng Qingyu's expression was normal, as if he was doing something very ordinary.

Yu could tell that Qingyu's technique was extremely skilled, and it was obvious that Ningzhi was in terribly painful pain, but there was hardly any blood oozing from the wound.

During the five years when she disappeared, what exactly did Qing Yu experience?
For the first time, Yu Shi had such a question.

Immediately, she suppressed her thoughts. She should not be curious about such questions.

Qing Yu handed the dagger to Mu Jin's hand, then turned around and sat back on the soft couch.

With her current body, it is already the limit to barely support and lean on the soft couch.

Qing Yu made the first cut, and Mu Jin handed over the rest.

Every time he raises his hand, a piece of flesh is cut off, from the heart to the limbs, little by little, whether it is for Ningzhi or Yanshi, it is the ultimate torture.

Only Qingyu leaned on the soft couch, propped his chin with one hand, and enjoyed this extremely bloody scene with great interest.

For two whole hours, Ningzhi gradually turned from forbearance to mournful wailing at the beginning, and she looked particularly creepy in this dark and quiet night.

In the end, the voice was hoarse to the extreme, leaving only a weak struggle.

The flesh and blood on his body had been cut off, and blood flowed all over the ground.

Ningzhi lowered her head, only to see that all that was left of her was bloody bones, and the pieces of meat beside her had piled up into a hill.

"what!"

Ningzhi couldn't take it anymore, she broke down and screamed.

"Say, what happened five years ago?"

Mu Jin raised the dagger, the sharp tip exuded a strong chill under the refraction of the fire.

"I said, I said."

"Five years ago, the pavilion master sent someone to kidnap Qing Ziyan and his wife, disguised them as bandit attackers with two corpses of similar stature, and then delivered Qing Ziyan and his wife to Qing Ziheng. I don't know about it, I really don't know, I'm just in charge of watching Qing Ziheng and preventing any trouble from happening to him."

"Please, please, give me a good time."

Ningzhi's voice was hoarse, her face full of pleading.

She really couldn't take it anymore.

"Why did the owner of the Yinsha Pavilion hijack Qing Ziyan and his wife?"

Despite Mu Jin's various threats, Ningzhi still shook her head, "I don't know, I really don't know, all I know is that there is a master behind the pavilion master."

Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly. Sure enough, the Yinsha Pavilion was just a tool for the people behind the scenes.

"Who is behind the scenes?"

Ning Zhi shook her head, indeed, this kind of secret is not something she can know at this level.

"Please, please, kill me."

After pondering for a moment, Qing Yu nodded.

Mu Jin stabbed the dagger into Ning Zhi's heart and died on the spot.

Until her death, Ningzhi was thinking, Qingyu is really a devil.

In the next life, she never wanted to meet her again.

Ningzhi is dead, and the matter is considered to be over.

Mu Jin helped Qing Yu into the house, and a group of maids and servants began to clean up the blood in the yard.

After Qingyu left, Yu Shi suppressed her nausea and went back to her yard.

As soon as she entered the door, Yu couldn't help vomiting anymore.

The scene just now gave her too much stimulation.

"Auntie, what's the matter?"

Yan's confidant, Yicui, patted her on the back, and brought another bowl of tea to rinse her mouth.

"It's okay."

Yan Shi waved her hand, her face was pale and frightening.

"How about Miss San?"

"Third Miss is still asleep."

Hearing that Qing Luo was fine, Yu Shi was relieved.

If such a scene were to be watched by Qing Luo, it would probably become a nightmare.

"You go down first."

Yi Cui backed out and closed the door lightly.

Xie leaned against the head of the bed, thinking about what happened tonight in her mind.

Everything was enough to shock her.

It turned out that the matter of Qing Ziyan and his wife had an inseparable relationship with Qing Ziheng, so the death of Qing Ziheng's family was also Qing Yu's handwriting.
Thinking of this, Yu Shi only felt startled and broke out in a cold sweat.

In the past, the death of Qing Ziyan and his wife involved too much. Now it is not only as simple as Qing Ziheng killing his brother to seize the throne, but also involving the hidden killing pavilion, and behind the hidden killing pavilion, there is the master.
Now it seems that all of this is more like a terrifying conspiracy.

The purpose of Qing Yu's return is to unravel all these mysteries, find out who is behind the scenes, and avenge the tragic death of her parents.

Knowing so many secrets, Yu Shi suddenly felt panic from the bottom of her heart.

(End of this chapter)