Miss Waste Chai: Turning into a Concubine

Murong Yuelan didn't say a word, the fear in her heart spread everywhere until it permeated her whole body.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

"How about it, you will know later." Yuehuang said coldly.

As soon as the words fell, Yuehuang directly stabbed the dagger in Murong Yuelan's tendon deep into the hand.

Murong Yuelan yelled "Ah", and was so stimulated by the sudden heart-piercing pain that she couldn't speak.

He could only watch helplessly as the dagger in Yuehuang's hand penetrated into it little by little.

"Does it hurt?" Yuehuang asked lightly.

Seeing Yuehuang say this, Murong Yuelan thought she couldn't bear it anymore, and quickly said: "It hurts, it hurts, sister, please let me go, you hurt second sister, do you want to hurt me again now?"

"Haha, what do you think?" Yuehuang sneered.

"Do you really have the heart to treat your biological sister like this?" Murong Yuelan's voice was trembling.

As if hearing some funny joke, Yuehuang chuckled: "Dear sister? I always thought you had a thick skin, but I never thought that you have no skin."

As soon as the words fell, the short sword in his hand was slightly exerted, and a sword pierced through Murong Yuelan's arm.

Blood spewed out, and Murong Yuelan's originally pretty face became distorted at this moment, her whole body appeared to be in unbearable pain, her clenched lips had turned purple, her eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, He stared at Yuehuang fiercely.

Yuehuang looked at her coldly and said nothing, and gave Jin She a wink.

Jin Zhu wanted to resist at first, but he didn't say anything in the end, he walked up to Murong Yuelan's side with great reluctance, hooked his claws, turned Murong Yuelan over, and hunched on his back.

"You, what do you want to do?" Murong Yuelan faltered and said, she was already in pain so much that it hurt even to say a word.

"Murong Yuelan, you are really long-winded. You have asked this question many times today." Yuehuang's cold voice rang in Murong Yulan's ear.

Murong Yuelan stared at Yuehuang, then at her hands that were still bleeding, squeezed out a few words between her teeth: "My hands..."

Before she finished speaking, Yuehuang directly tore a piece of clothing from Murong Yuelan's body, wrapped her hands that were still dripping with blood, and stopped the blood from continuing to flow.

Murong Yuelan was trembling all over, she didn't know where Yuehuang wanted to take her, wanted to ask, but knew that Yuehuang couldn't tell her, so she didn't open her mouth.

Until Yuehuang and Jin Zhu came to leave Murong Mansion and arrived at the most famous Wangtian Tower in the capital, she faintly felt that her limbs began to freeze, and the coldness in her heart spread to every corner of her limbs.

Wangtianlou, the largest black market in Qianyu, no matter what you want to do, or here, there are only things you can't think of, nothing they can't do in Wangtianlou.

Casinos, brothels, and underground wrestling, including the collection of all information, they all do, which is tantamount to a dirty and indecent gathering place.

Murong Yuelan's eyes widened and she looked at Yuehuang: "You, why did you bring me here? Could it be that it's not enough for you to cripple my hand, and now you want to kill me?"

The almost crazy tearing sound attracted all the people passing by to look at them.

Yuehuang stared blankly at Murong Yuelan's face that couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat, and said directly to Jin Zhu: "Come in with me."

Jin Zhu nodded, and followed Yuehuang into Wangtian Tower.

He ignored Murong Yuelan who was already pale behind him.