The soldier is a girl

Chapter 832 641: Mo Ling is not worthy of carrying shoes

What Bei Tangxiao gave was not a multiple-choice question but a mandatory one. Mo Renyun knew that he couldn't run, but if he didn't run, he would die. If he ran, there might be hope of surviving, so he had to take a gamble.

Thinking about it, Mo Renyun stood up from the ground. The stone tablet was less than ten feet away from him, about seven or eight feet away, but he felt that the distance between them was like an endless gap.

Seeing Mo Renyun standing up, Bei Tangxiao smiled with satisfaction, "Come on, I'll start counting one, two, three. One...three..."

Bei Tangxiao directly missed the second in the middle, and Mo Renyun was stabbed with a sword before he could start running errands. It was not a sword that cut the skin like in the previous fight, but a sword that directly penetrated the calf. This sword strike was a pain that even ten swords and eight swords could not catch up with.

"Ah..." The piercing was too sudden and the pain came too suddenly, Mo Renyun just screamed out.

Swipe, the next second the man in black withdrew his sword, causing Mo Renyun to scream again.

"Take some medicine, don't bleed out and die." The more Mo Renyun screamed, the happier Bei Tangxiao laughed, and he didn't forget to add this sentence.

As soon as Beitangxiao finished his words, another man in black took a medicine bottle and poured some medicine on the wound indiscriminately, just enough to stop the bleeding.

"Come on, let's do another round, three."

This time, Beitang Xiao even saved one, Mo Renyun couldn't react, and stabbed at him with a sword again, and the speed of the stabbing sword was so fast that Mo Renyun had no time to hide. Once directly on the thigh.

"Ah..." Mo Renyun screamed again.

"Hahaha..." Bei Tangxiao laughed recklessly, he was so happy, "Look, I gave you two chances and you failed to escape once, which is really disappointing. Which is better, why don't we discuss it first, after discussing it, let's continue playing this game?"

The severe penetration of the calf and thigh on the right leg has already caused Mo Renyun to lose his ability to run. He couldn't run with both legs, and he couldn't run with one leg. Only then did Mo Renyun realize that he overestimated himself The only value is to use his life to harm Mo Cangming and Mo Ling, as long as he keeps his breath, and there are many ways to keep his breath, on the premise of keeping his breath, he will receive more torture, both physical and spiritual.Or Bei Tangxiao felt that he was not conscious of using him to harm those two people at all, so he kept his life just for fun, which was even more dangerous.

"Where should I poke?" While Mo Renyun was thinking hard about the solution to his situation, Bei Tangxiao was studying where to start, "Left leg? Right hand? Belly? Heart? Neck? Eyes? "

Every time Bei Tangxiao said Mo Renyun's heart trembled, it seemed that he could imagine the tragic scene just by listening to his words.

However, the more anxious and frightened Mo Renyun became, the more mushy his brain became, and no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't think of a solution.

Mo Renyun's face was horrified, anxious, desperate, and unwilling. The interweaving of various emotions pleased Bei Tangxiao, but it also made him despise him even more. There was a feeling that he could not even look down on Mo Renyun as a toy. He turned out to be the prince of Chen Kingdom. If it wasn't for Mo Ling, the current Chen Kingdom would be...

"Look at how cowardly you are. You really aren't worthy of carrying Mo Ling's shoes. Your ancestors were evenly matched when the world was divided equally. Why is there such a big difference between your generation and your descendants?"

(End of this chapter)