Poison Concubine Playing Evil King: Miss Beast Controlling

As a result, blood splattered all of a sudden, and the flesh on Zhu Wen's body, at this moment, was sliced ​​into thin pieces by those beautiful flowers one after another, and fell off.

It hurts, it hurts, Zhu Wen really wants to scream at this moment, but there is no way, he can't make any sound at all.

Zhu Wen wanted to bite his tongue to kill himself, but now he was covered all over, and he couldn't move at all.

Zhu Wen wants to pass out now, after all, if that happens, he won't feel the pain anymore, but the hard thing is that his mind is sober now, and he can even clearly feel that those flowers, Cut on his own body, no matter how slow the speed is, I am afraid that even if it is a snail crawling, it will be a little faster.

He knew very well in his heart that it was because Su Nan hated him to the core, so Su Nan didn't want to let himself die quickly.

It's just, just why, why has no one told me that apart from being a business talent, this kid is actually a master of illusion, why, why, why no one told me about such an important thing.

Now Zhu Wen really regrets. What he regrets is not that he and his son forcibly robbed Su Nan's fiancée, nor that he killed all the Su family and Su Nan's fiancée's family, nor his extreme treatment of Su Nan. insult.

The only thing Zhu Wen regrets now is why he wanted to torture this man as if he was fascinated by a ghost at that time, but now he is fine, leaving such a scourge's life, and now he actually gave his own life to the scourge .

"Zhu Wen, how many people from my Su family and Wei family died at your hands, so how many pieces of flesh will I cut from your body!"

Enchanting looked at this scene with blinking eyes, and suddenly the guy laughed with the corners of his mouth open: "Master, do you have any salt, pepper or something like that?"

"Why?" Feng Shitian asked.

"Hey, master, don't you think adding some ingredients to that old guy named Zhu Wen will relieve his hatred!" Yaoluo said naturally.

"This is Su Nan's illusion, as long as he thinks, everything will happen naturally!" Feng Shitian smiled.

Immediately, Xueyue gave Yaoluo a big roll of her eyes, hum, even the wolf king knew about this, but this kid didn't know.

Seeing the action shown by their own king, all the sand wolves gave an enchanting look at the same time, um, this is called contempt synchronization.

Of course, Su Nan heard what they said, so a cruel smile emerged from the corner of Su Nan's mouth: "Add some spices, I like it!"

Then, snow-white salt and red chili noodles flew over from all directions, and as long as Zhu Wen's skin was cut off, it would be immediately covered with a layer of salt and chili noodles.

Repeatedly like this really hurt Zhu Wen to death.

"Brother An, I'm afraid!" Wu Shao was still obsessed with the beauty of Su Nan's flowers, but he didn't expect that this flowery man who seemed supposed to be gentle would possess such cruel methods. How will you deal with yourself?

Wu Shao was scared.

Time passed minute by minute, and soon there was only a pair of white bones left on Zhu Wen's body, and he was not dead yet.

Su Nan raised her hand: "Thousand Flower Burial!"