Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 589 Fortunately, Xiao Tingchen and Zhao Wuyang are not husband and wife

Probably killing the members of Murong's family put her in a good mood, so she held up the little red umbrella and hopped and walked towards the waterside pavilion.

Su Jiu followed her.

Mountain Villa Water Pavilion.

When Su Jiu stepped upstairs, he was greeted with the smell of blood.

She looked and saw that Murong Ming's hand was broken on the ground.

Blood was pouring from the severed arm, and he screamed with a distorted face, twitching in a pool of blood.

Xie Rongjing sat behind the zither, stroking the strings expressionlessly.

The ancient and majestic zither sound echoed in the water pavilion, like a battle song before the expedition, full of anger and blood.

He turned a blind eye to Murong Ming's tragic situation.

Su Jiu had never seen Xie Rongjing like this.

Zhao Wuyang smiled sweetly, "Hey, why did General Murong look like this? The right hand holding the knife is broken. How can we fight the enemy in the future?"

She walked up to Murong Ming and knelt down, and suddenly tilted her head innocently, "I'm wrong. General Murong has never been on the battlefield. The so-called military achievements are all falsely claimed by others. What do you want your right hand for? Keep this Tongue is enough, isn't it?"

The mountain wind howled, blowing the bead curtains to make a noise.

The rain outside was getting heavier, as if the rain was about to come.

The light and shadow are confused, and the candlesticks are flickering.

Su Jiu looked at Zhao Wuyang.

She was wearing a carmine red palace dress, her skin was pale and sickly, and when she smiled, she was charming but cold, and what was hidden in her eyes was bottomless cruelty.

Murong Ming was covered in cold sweat.

He was immersed in the bone-piercing pain, and managed to calm himself down. His cloudy and bloodshot old eyes looked at Zhao Wuyang, like a drowning man grabbing driftwood, "Crown Princess...quick, save this old man..."

He was also in a hurry to go to the doctor, and he forgot that Zhao Wuyang was the murderer who poisoned him.

Zhao Wuyang laughed.

The laughter was cold and piercing, like fingernails scratching porcelain, like a poisonous snake wagging its tail in the dark.

A dagger slipped out of her wide sleeve.

The sharp and thin blade carelessly touched Murong Ming's leg.

She said softly, "I am a monster who grew up in the dark, from childhood to adulthood, I was not even qualified to touch the sun.

"When I was young, the maids who served me refused to play with me, and even spoke ill of me behind my back. When I grew up, I pulled out their tongues, killed them all, and buried them in the garden as fertilizer.

"When I was nine years old, a noble son came to Zhao's mansion as a guest. He took good care of me in front of my mother, as if he wanted to get married. But after my mother left, he felt disgusted even by looking at me. I also asked my maid in a low voice, whether my strange disease would be passed on to future generations, and whether I was a fool for not speaking. Within a few days, I found an opportunity to goug his eyes and cut his tongue.

"As I grew up, girls my age didn't play with me. Some of them were very bad. They called me a little monster to my face, and deliberately pushed me into the sun to enjoy watching the sun burn my skin... Later , I disfigured them.

"Later, my mother used me as a paving stone and forced me to seduce the prince and become the princess...I was very unhappy, so I cooperated with Xiao Tingchen and blew up my mother to death in the Baoxiang Pagoda."

She was calm and eloquent.

It seems that what is being described is not a bloody incident, but the innocent childhood of the little girl.

Su Jiu's face twisted into a ball.

I thought Xiao Tingchen was perverted enough when he was young, but he didn't expect that there was no most perverted, only more perverted.

Fortunately Xiao Tingchen and Zhao Wuyang are not husband and wife, otherwise...

I can't imagine it!
Zhao Wuyang cut Murong Ming's brocade robe with a knife blade, "My elder brother is obsessed with the stars, my mother loves power, and no one in this world loves me. The only one who has given me warmth is my eldest brother. He is very kind to me, not only does he not dislike me My strange disease also told me that when I wanted to look up at the sun in the future, I would look into his eyes, because he would look up for me. Big brother’s eyes are very beautiful, even more beautiful than the sun! Murong Ming, big brother is me the sun..."

She said with a smile.

Tears rolled down her pale cheeks.

"My Sun, before I even had time to tell him that I like him, he died on the battlefield...Murong Ming, I am reluctant to hurt him even a single bit, why do you hurt him?!"

At the end, she was almost screaming, her eyes full of madness and cruelty.

The mountain rain outside the window is getting heavier and heavier.

The raindrops fell all over the mountains and plains, composing a magnificent but sad music.

The zither sound under Xie Rongjing's hand gradually became calmer.

Like weeping like complaining, like complaining like admiration.

It's like a memorial service.

Zhao Wuyang wiped away his tears and laughed softly.

The sharp blade has already cut through Murong Ming's leg.

Slowly, she cut off a small piece of thin flesh.

Murong Ming was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, panting ho ho, like the sound of wind passing through an old chimney.

Zhao Wuyang didn't rush, and continued to cut the flesh piece by piece, "I am a monster and a devil, my hands are stained with countless blood, and I am struggling to survive in the dark. But I met him, and I am willing to put down the butcher knife for him.

"I love him more than myself. I will protect the people he cares about. I will protect the world he cares about. But before that, I must kill you murderers..."

The fragrance entered his body, and Murong Ming lost all strength.

He lay motionless on the ground, allowing Zhao Wuyang to cut off his flesh piece by piece.

However, the consciousness is extremely sober.

He endured the pain and couldn't even faint!

Soon, most of the flesh on the right leg was cut off by Zhao Wuyang.

Bai Sensen's bones are shocking.

Ling late!

Su Jiu covered his mouth and saw Zhao Wuyang pick up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth and chew it indifferently.

She opened her eyes and suppressed the urge to vomit, "Zhao, Zhao Wuyang..."

How much do you have to hate a person to eat his flesh and drink his blood? !

Zhao Wuyang's fanatical love for Xie Rongzhi was completely beyond Su Jiu's imagination!

Murong Ming's eyes were dull.

He climbed up to his current high position little by little by taking the place of military exploits and framing soldiers, but he never expected that one day he would fall into the hands of these young girls!
When Zhao Wuyang reached the three hundred and first cut, he finally died of pain.

Zhao Wuyang was still squatting there expressionless.

Her hands were covered with blood, and there was also blood left at the corner of her mouth.

It made the skin paler and more terrifying.

Su Jiu stepped forward silently, took out a handkerchief and wiped her face clean.

Zhao Wuyang stared out the window in a daze.

The sky was gloomy, and the mountain wind rolled up bean-sized raindrops, which wet her skirt.

His pupils were pitch black, and he couldn't tell what kind of emotion was brewing.

But on the curled eyelashes, there was a drop of teardrop.

The teardrop was crystal clear, rolled down the cheek, and fell into the pool of blood.

She chuckled, "There will be no more sun...

"Su Jiu, I am doomed to be exiled in darkness for the rest of my life...I will never have sunshine again."

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I don’t know if you are scared, but I have tried my best not to write so bloody, eh

　Thank you Lemongrass, Love, and Song Muyin for your rewards, oh!
　　
　
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