Chapter 891 Assassination. 15
"Oh?" Qin Shiyue smiled, and the smile gradually spread from the corners of her eyes, like a strange ghost flower, which bloomed in the dark and humid hell, and no one cares about it.

She took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood from the dagger.

The dagger had already absorbed most of the blood on it, and she couldn't wipe off any more blood, so she smiled and said, "You never think that Bengong's dagger is a good thing?"

She straightened the dagger and pointed it at the man, as if she wanted him to take a good look at her dagger.

There was a hint of showing off in that tone, obviously very satisfied with his dagger, and wanted to get the approval of the person in front of him.

Of course, these are just some happy things that she suddenly found during the long night.

So, it's just fun.

The man was so frightened that he took a few steps back, stared at Qin Shiyue for a while, and then moved quickly, wanting to rush out the door.

As soon as his body reached the door, he was suddenly pulled by a burst of internal energy, and the door was closed with a bang, with his back blocked inside, unable to get out.

Turning around suddenly, he saw Qin Shiyue still sitting in the candlelight, smiling very comfortably.

"If Bengong doesn't want you to leave, do you think you can do so?" She sneered, her tone becoming very gloomy.

"I originally wanted to give you a chance, but now it seems that you don't really need it." She raised her head faintly, looked at the man with gloomy eyes, and said word by word: "Since I If you can't get what I want from you, then I have to think carefully about how to make your life worse than death."

She tilted her head, really thinking seriously.

The man's heart kept sinking under Qin Shiyue's serious expression.

Qin Shiyue's thinking process was a bit long, and his heart became more and more gloomy, as if a knife was cutting his heart slowly.

The woman in front of her knows how to stab other people's hearts best.

Let others experience the long suffering and fear until they collapse.

Just when he thought he was about to go limp, Qin Shiyue finally thought of a way, looked at him with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "Bengong came up with a good idea, which is closely related to you. Bengong and you Let’s discuss it in general.”

"No."

The man realized that the words that came out of Qin Shiyue's mouth would definitely break him down, and loudly wanted to stop her.

But Qin Shiyue was unmoved, still smiling leisurely, and said slowly: "How about this, I will inject a kind of potion into your body first, this kind of potion can make people's body rot slowly, What's more, it starts to rot from the liver, and pus will continuously flow out of your body, which is very smelly and painful, but you just can't die."

Qin Shiyue looked at the man's pale face exposed outside the veil, and smiled even more meaningfully.

"Then, I cut dozens of wounds on your skin to let the pus inside flow out. You feel like your whole body is on fire. It feels very good."

Her expression seemed to be enjoying the extreme pleasure brought to her by that scene, like a ghost in hell.

The man's body kept going backwards, and he slammed down on the chair.

Staring at Qin Shiyue with staring eyes, he murmured bitterly: "You woman, you are simply a devil."

(End of this chapter)

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