Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 155 The Death of the Saint [4]

Those sounds... cockroaches, rats, snakes...

All are the sounds of animal activity.

Jia Ai's expression was shocked, and she couldn't believe that the way to deal with the saint was so cruel.

Just now I was talking about cutting the meat... After cutting the meat, I threw it into the stinky pool... Fortunately, the life of the saint was able to support it so far.

At a glance just now, she noticed that the saint's true face has changed beyond recognition. If she guessed correctly, this saint's... must have cut the flesh of the saint's face first.

"Holy Aunt, why bother to get angry with this lowly woman, she has long been ruined, but she is just a sinner in our Shengzhen Kingdom, there is no need for Holy Aunt to supervise, Nubei will take good care of her." Huaiwu woman from Fierce words burst out between the teeth.

The holy lady snorted softly, "Since every inch of beautiful skin on my sister's body has been destroyed, what good show does this holy lady have to see, and I will never step into the ridiculous Saintess Pavilion again in the future."

"Yes, Holy Aunt, your pilgrimage building was conferred by the former emperor himself, and it is extremely honorable. Don't let this place bring bad luck."

Hearing these words, Shenghua felt refreshed, turned his head and walked towards the door in satisfaction, just in time to bump into Duan Jiaai who was watching from a distance.

Under the candlelight, Duan Jiaai's profound facial features, handsome appearance, and evil beard all made the saint's eyes brighten.

"Hey, where did this beautiful young man come from? You can see the heart of this holy lady..." The holy lady came over a few steps, and her slender fingers were about to touch Duan Jiaai's shoulders.

This face is also a fair and beautiful face of a foreign race, but compared to the innocence of a saint, it is a bit charming.

"Hi, holy lady." She saluted, with a slight smile on her lips, "I'm under the order of the national teacher, and I'm here to meet the holy lady, please let the holy lady and this old lady go out first."

After finishing speaking, she showed the "passport" of the national teacher, the burly woman hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at it, while the holy aunt pursed her lips, and looked at "him" with loving eyes.

"What's the matter?"

"secret!"

The holy aunt smiled coquettishly, and after giving her a meaningful look, she walked out shaking her waist, and the burly woman followed behind.

After the two left, Duan Jiaai focused on the woman who was huddled in a corner, sobbing and crying in terror.

"You go out too."

The woman was all black and extremely dirty. It was conceivable that she had been locked up here all year round. Duan Jiaai glanced at her, "Could it be that you are the saint's personal servant?"

The woman was dressed in rags, and she nodded desperately, but she couldn't say a word, presumably because she had been frightened dumb after watching the saint being tortured all these years.

When she cried, judging from her vocal chords, she was under vocal pressure.

Duan Jiaai didn't care about her, but walked to the side of the pool. When she saw that the pool was full of feces and a pile of poison like toads, she felt a nausea in her stomach.

"The people in this palace are all blackened by their interests, and there are other tricks that they can't think of." She clenched her fists and watched the saint in the pool sitting slumped by the pool, when the foreign objects on her body jumped and crawled , My heart is still tight.

Although she is not the real Duan Jiaai, and she is not a mother and daughter with the saint, but physically, the blood on her body is indeed given by the saint.

Enduring the nausea, she looked at the face of the saint, her eyes were closed tightly, her facial features were dilapidated, what's more, there were wounds like holes...

For some reason, at this moment, her eyes were sour, and when she thought that this person might be her mother, a surge of anger burned in her chest.

She withdrew her hand suddenly, and the ribbon flew out from her waist, tied around the upper body of the saint, and lifted her ashore.

This action will inevitably bring out some insects and rats on the saintess. Jiaai took out a bottle from her bosom and poured it on the saintess. Those things were forced back into the pool.

(End of this chapter)