Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

The shrill screams frightened the entire inn, including everyone around the inn who could hear it.Because of the coercion of Ding Yinglie's powerful mysterious aura, those curious martial artists dare not take a step closer.

It's just that the continuous screams are really terrifying, and it's impossible to imagine what kind of torture is going on inside.

He Fanzi's ten fingers were cut off one by one, and the blood kept dripping on the bluestone floor, like a coquettish red flower. He wanted to faint, but Fan Tianluo seemed to know his intention, every time he felt When he was about to faint, one injection made him feel more pain.

Ding Yinglie couldn't bear to look any longer, turned his head away, his heart was already trembling, and deep in his heart he had a deep fear of Fan Tianluo.

Fan Tianluo looked at He Fanzi's ghost-like expression and sneered, "Before you killed someone, did you think that one day you would get such retribution?"

"You, witch, kill me quickly!" He Fanzi's eyes were red, looking at Fan Tianluo as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.

"Killed you? Then my pain for two days was not in vain?" Fan Tianluo's dagger began to walk across his face, "I don't know if I scratched your face, if Hades still recognize it, I can't find it. Your dear one, that has become a lonely ghost."

"You, you!" He Fanzi rolled his eyes in pain.

"What about me? Don't you have anything to say? If I'm satisfied, I'll give you a whole corpse. Oh, I can't do a whole corpse anymore, but ten fingers won't get in the way. It would be desolate if you lack arms and legs." Fan Tianluo laughed No one would think that this beautiful face is on such a ferocious woman.

"Ah!" An even more shocking scream erupted. He Fanzi saw that his left arm was shaking a little, and only a little bit of the severed part was still connected. Luo sealed it with a needle so that he could not pass out due to excessive blood loss, and even this is an extravagant hope now.

"I'm impatient." Fan Tianluo shook her dagger, her eyes were icy cold, because she knew that if she didn't have the Xingluo stick, she might still be alive, but Dante and Hongxing must be dead. She has no mercy for such a person heart of.

He Fanzi was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, he looked pleadingly at Ding Yinglie, whose old face was pale with fright, and Ding Yinglie looked at Fantianluo, a little bit unbearably said: "Xiaoluo, let's forget it?"

"Grandpa Patriarch, you have to know, if God hadn't stood by our side that day, Hong Xing and I would have died so badly, what would Ding's Village be like in the days to come? Would they let Ding go?" Jiazhuang?" Fan Tianluo suddenly turned her head, her face was stern, and she looked at Ding Yinglie with her eyes like knives.

Ding Yinglie was shocked all over, looking at Fan Tianluo's murderous eyes, he couldn't speak for a while.

"He Fanzi! Whether you tell me or not, I know who instigated you. I will get back the debt. I ask you to give yourself a chance. I will ask you again. If you don't answer, I promise to divide you into money." Paragraph 88, throw it in the Li family's yard, and give it to their wolfdogs as snacks." Fan Tianluo said clearly every word, with sharp eyes and extremely stern tone.

He Fanzi was shaking all over, watching Fan Tianluo raise the dagger again, the fear in his heart reached the extreme, his tears flowed down uncontrollably.