maid's harem life

Chapter 99

"Let the child go." Qingyin was still insisting, her hair was scattered and thrown to the sides, and she yelled at the man in the blood pool: "Di, Di, get up quickly, save Xiaoer... Di... ..."

He is his only hope.

What I got, besides silence, is still silence...

Concubine Xue smiled coldly with a look of disdain, the more hysterical she was, the happier she was.

I just want to watch her collapse, God... Didn't you keep saying that she is warm?Today, I will destroy her in front of you. The source of light is gone. I see, who can bring you out of the darkness.In your world, there can only be me, only me!

Dark, boundless, and only I can accompany you.

"No need to shout, this child was originally brought to the altar by the emperor himself. He is now in a coma and cannot hear your words." Concubine Xue cut off Qingyin's hope and looked at her. Her expression slowly turned ashen, and the woman even covered the corners of her mouth, giggling.

Qingyin's body was completely powerless to hold on anymore, if it wasn't for those two people pulling her, she would have fallen headfirst.

From the moment Xiao'er was handed over to Ye Yatou, Concubine Xue has been by her side all the time, and the one who carried Xiao'er away was indeed Emperor Underworld...

Qingyin closed her eyes in extreme pain, knelt down on the cold ground trembling all over, with her head down all the time.

"Okay, let's start the blood sacrifice." In one sentence, she raised her head again as if she was facing an enemy, only to see that the guard put the torch in his hand on the firewood, and the fire burst into flames .

The fire was burning more and more intensely, and the strong smell made people stay far away. Perhaps the children above felt the heat source, and cried harder.

"Smile." Qingyin looked at the gradually rising fire, and struggled desperately with her whole body: "Let go, let go..."

Both knees were scratched on the rough ground, blood stains began to spread on the plain dress, she just stared at it, there was still a little bit, and it was about to burn to the basket.

Concubine Xue signaled the two guards to let go with one hand, and as soon as she was free, Qingyin immediately got up from the ground, bent her knees, and fell down again in Fangjue's unbearable pain.

The blood... quickly dries up on the bluestone surface.

Holding on to his hands, he stood up with difficulty as soon as he shook them.

On the other side of the fire, Qingyin knew that she had nothing to do, so she turned around and put all her hopes on the rope.

"As long as you untie the rope, I'll let your child go." Concubine Xue looked at her figure amusedly, propping up her delicate chin with one hand.

He quickly ran to the side of the pillar, and hurriedly untied the rope with both hands.The more anxious you are, the more the movements of your hands will be knotted and you will not be able to move flexibly.

Up above, Xiao'er's voice was already hoarse from crying, the basket was shaking violently, and Qingyin's heart was hanging in his throat, for fear that he would roll out of it if he was not careful.

In fact, it was too deadly.

Qingyin bent down without lingering for a moment, biting the rough rope with sharp teeth. As the rope slowly loosened, there was a pain like breaking at the root of the tooth. Looking at the rope in his hand, there were bright red tooth marks. , she only felt a burst of joy in her heart, soon, soon...

Seeing the knot loosen slowly, she didn't have time to be happy, so she pulled the rope in her hands, and concentrated all her strength in her hands. She was startled, and was dragged several steps by the rope.

What, is it so heavy?
The strength in his hands was constantly dragging him, and if he was not careful, the basket would drop by a few points.Not allowing Qingyin to think about it, there was a burning pain in the palm of his hand.

Qingyin hurriedly wrapped the remaining end of the rope around her waist, her hands were freed a little, but her waist seemed to be strangled.She struggled to breathe.Innocent, against that copper pillar.

"Come here." Concubine Xue narrowed her playful eyes, she took a few steps back, and came to the terrace where Qingyin and Emperor Hades first met: "Light that rope on fire."

The heart that had just been loosened was suspended again, and Qingyin stared at the high place dumbfounded, only to see Concubine Xue was full of complacency, and laughed wildly and viciously: "Hahahaha..."

The torch in the guard's hand came closer again.

"No, go away..." Qingyin moved her body to the side subconsciously, but that clumsy movement did not buy time, the temperature of the torch was suppressed, and it burned up, along the line The length of the pull quickly spread to both sides.

"Do not……"

On the altar, Concubine Xue clasped her hands in front of her body, her petite body was surrounded by flying strands of hair, she was chanting words and casting spells.

Qingyin was so anxious that she was at a loss, she shouted to the guards nearby for help: "I beg you, save my child."

And that group of people just looked at all this calmly with a cold face and dull eyes.

"Emperor, save the child." Qingyin couldn't help stretching out his hand, calling out to the Underworld Emperor in the blood pool, and the child above was terrified over and over again: "Emperor...Emperor..."

The fire reached her hand.

The little hands shrank back into the sleeves in a hurry, and patted on it again and again, but failed to call for help, her hope was only a little bit left.

God, you woke up, did you hear my shouting?Don't sleep anymore, only you can save Xiao'er, get up quickly.

woo woo woo...

She lowered her head, her sleeves had been swept away by the fire, a low choked sound, just in her throat, murmured, trying to wake up Emperor Hades.

"Qingyin..." Suddenly, a woman's shout came from behind, and Ye Yatou who followed was stopped by the guards outside the altar, looking at all this in horror: "Let go, you will die, Qingyin, Voiceless..."

How could she still listen, she clenched her little hands tightly, then gritted her teeth, and put it on the rope cruelly: "Ah..."

The pain that pierced through the flesh made her sweat profusely. She stroked the rope up with her little hand, and there was a thick black burning smell under her palm.The fire...although it was extinguished for a while, but the sparks were still crackling, and it would rekindle in a flash.Qingyin hurriedly pulled down the rope that was extinguished with one hand, wrapped it around her waist, and with the other hand, used the same method to extinguish the fire again.

"Qingyin, don't, don't..." Ye Yatou in the distance softened and collapsed on the ground. She looked at the woman's resolute back and kept crying.

"Who will save her, Qingyin... By the way, queen, queen." Ye Yatou kept repeating, she quickly got up from the ground, and ran towards the queen's bedroom with all her strength.

Pain, what is it?
Voiceless doesn't know anymore, it's already numb...

The most painful thing was that her child was hanging on it, but she couldn't do anything about it.

The most painful thing is that the one who pushed the child into this desperate situation was actually his lover...the child's biological father.

The most painful thing is the one I love the most, but it has to die before my eyes...

The most painful thing is that between the two, only one is destined to survive...

The most painful thing is that she can't replace it. How she hopes that the one lying in the pool of blood and being burned by fire is herself!

The tighter the rope in his hand was, the closer it was to being burned. Qingyin lingered alone in pain, but if he let go, he would be swallowed by the fire below...

Such a life-and-death retreat, the fear and despair of extinction swept deeply into her body, the idea of ​​persisting and persisting, like an old tree rooted in her heart, can't give up, can't give up...

When the demon concubine and the Brahma priest came, she saw this scene with her eyes wide open.

Facing the blocking guard, the woman slapped her back, and the Vatican priest led the two into the altar with a gloomy gaze, and hurried towards Qingyin.

She was still suppressing the fire with one hand, and the burning smell spread all over the altar, with a pair of catkins, the white bones could be faintly seen.

"Voiceless..."

Concubine Yao's eyes were wide open, and following her cry, Qingyin felt her waist suddenly tightened, her small mouth opened slightly, and the feeling of suffocation invaded her nasal cavity.

But it was so suddenly tightened, and in the next moment, it fatally broke free, the end of the rope walked around Qingyin's waist, and fell to the ground weakly.

The basket in the sky fell suddenly, and the rope quickly receded towards the fire. Seeing this, Qingyin turned around in a hurry, ran forward, subconsciously rushed over, and tightly grasped one end with her hands, tearing it apart in pain. Feeling cracked, she was no match for the sudden force, the end of the rope broke free from her palm, and with a 'snap', it hit her face heavily.

"Ah..." Qingyin covered her face with her hands, her body was thrown far away, and she curled up in pain.

"Qingyin, Qingyin." Behind her, the sound of anxious footsteps came quickly, but what shocked Qingyin even more was the violent bang.

"Bang..." Sparks...fly away...

The sawdust carried sparks and hit everyone one by one.

Hot, hot, painful!What, it is passing away quietly, it hurts, it hurts.

"Don't..." She let go of her hand suddenly, her small face was covered with blood, only those clear eyes were left, looking forward coldly: "Smile..." She stretched out her hands , ten fingers, forcefully spread apart...

What is it, what is going away, don't.

"Go away." She threw off the woman who came up to support her, and ran towards the fire in a stumbling manner. The moment the basket fell, sharp stones turned out, and a small figure appeared in the center of the fire. , is dying.

"Mother, mother... Emperor..."

However, no matter where you flee, you will be surrounded by the blazing temperature and scorching tears. The small body, thousands of times, will only call out to two people: "Mother... Huanghuang... Hug..."

"No, no." Qingyin jumped up, but was imprisoned by the Brahma priest behind him, and was firmly trapped in his arms: "Qingyin, it's useless, it's useless..."

(End of this chapter)