Chapter 498
Thin skin and tender meat...

Like a bitch?

Jun Chuyue couldn't help frowning, although it was a very common sarcasm, but coupled with the jailer's tone, why did she have a strange feeling? !
This strange feeling came to her mind, and she couldn't help but ask.

Unexpectedly, when the jailer heard her question, his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and the eyes he looked at her also showed a bit of repulsion and hatred, which was fundamentally different from the eyes he had just looked at Murong Fengyuan——

Jun Chuyue's mind went "boom" instantly.

She realized how weird it was!

The woman stood up with a swish.

"lady!"

Murong Fengyuan hastily called her to stop, but his wife's voice became extremely cold: "Shut up! I'll do it!" The tone of ice seemed to indicate that she was in a very, very bad mood at the moment.

Jun Chuyue narrowed her eyes dangerously.

His eyes fell on the jailer's face, as if looking at a dead person.

In fact, in her eyes, the jailer was already a dead man——

She is Murong Fengyuan's bottom line.

And Murong Fengyuan, isn't it hers?
She has been thinking about her beautiful little brother who has been in love with for more than ten years. How can the husband she loves so much after all the setbacks and years be seduced by such a filthy man?
Just thinking about it made her feel extremely sick!
It was the first time for Murong Fengyuan to hear such a cold voice from her, and it was completely different from her previous indifference, as if... she was a real goddess above the nine heavens.

So much so that he forgot to answer the call for a while.

Jun Chuyue didn't know how she felt about Murong Fengyuan, she only knew that there was a killing intent in her heart, and there was only one voice in her mind that kept echoing——

kill!

Kill this disgusting guy!

Kill this guy who coveted her husband!

Five fingers, lift up.

Gently buckled at the waist.

It is her closest weapon and also her best weapon. Because of her concealment, she can often strangle the enemy by surprise.

And the jailer didn't even know that the god of death was already beckoning to him.

As Jun Chuyue guessed, he does have a habit of cutting off sleeves, and it's not just a common habit of cutting off sleeves——

But any young man who entered this cell could not escape his evil hands.

And what Jun Chuyue and Murong Fengyuan didn't know was that the prison they were taken into was the death row, in other words, they were the prisoners held here...

They are all on death row!

That's why the jailer and the cell leader have nothing to fear.

Coupled with the master's secret contribution, the crime here was completely concealed and never let the sheriff know.

The jailer licked his lips again.

He has never seen such a pure and handsome man before. He is completely different from the submissive ones who were sent in before. He looks like a pampered man. It seems that he offended the master so badly that he should deal with it tonight. them--

Gee!

What a pity.

He still wants to play a few more times. If he said that it's okay for the woman to send her on the road now, the man will stay and have fun for a few days...

never mind!

The jailer touched his face: "There will definitely be good ones in the future, this time I will just listen to the master once."

While talking to himself, he shook his arms and took out a bone dismantling knife from the back of his waist.

In the past, he used this knife and various other instruments of torture to torture and kill countless poor young men——

His target at the moment is only Murong Fengyuan.

As for Jun Chuyue.

He didn't pay much attention to such a slender woman, and only planned to kick her half to death when passing by, but he never thought that he would end up falling under the hands of this woman whom he looked down upon.

One step, two steps...

The jailer stepped on the straw scattered on the ground, and there was a rustling sound from time to time.

Jun Chuyue spoke again: "Don't get up."

She said it to Murong Fengyuan, the man hesitated for a few seconds, and finally chose to listen to her.

Perhaps it was his intuition, but he always felt that something was wrong with his little wife. He didn't dare to provoke her, but his eyes were cold, and he continued to stare at the jailer who came over with a murderous look, while he looked at him from the corner of his eye. From the back of Mrs. Jia, there is a hint of worry——

The words of Goddess of Destruction, like a heavy boulder, always lingered in his heart, popping up from time to time, making him worried.

Jun Chuyue narrowed her eyes.

She watched the jailer approach step by step, perhaps in order to cause them psychological oppression and fear, the jailer walked extremely slowly, and his footsteps were also extremely heavy...

And she was equally unhurried.

Ah!
There are three more steps,

two steps...

Just when the jailer was one step away from her, the woman shot violently.

Murong Fengyuan has been looking at her worriedly, and at this moment, he can't help but narrow his pupils slightly——

She penetrated the jailer's chest and abdomen in an instant!
It was so fast that even he didn't even have time to react.

And use...

It is neither the long soft sword she is used to.

It wasn't the pearl and jade dagger that she confiscated recently and used frequently.

Not to mention any other weapons.

But...

her hands!
The woman's palm was penetrated with thick zhenqi, which became extremely sharp, and pierced the jailer's body so viciously.

It poked in from the front chest and pierced out from the back, holding a beating heart in the palm!

Blood spurted out, splashing all over her head and face, and even those water-colored black eyes turned bright red, making it impossible to tell whether it was the blood splashed on it or the redness in her eyes.

All the blood on the jailer's face faded completely, and the face that was still fierce and full of flesh just now was only left with the fear of dying——

This sudden blow harvested all his vitality.

Even the fear didn't stay on his face for long, before it dissipated into a dead gray.

puff!

Jun Chuyue suddenly withdrew her hand.

The corpse that lost its support turned into an arc backwards, backwards...

In the out-of-focus pupils, the woman's cold face receded and disappeared bit by bit.

At last the cold ceiling of the cell was reflected.

Boom!
With a sound.

He fell heavily to the ground.

Murong Fengyuan: "..."

He was not interested in the jailer who was killed, and he didn't care at all. All he cared about was standing in front of him with his back to his wife.

"Little Moon?"

He called out in a low voice.

Then stand up from the ground.

He saw the woman's back tremble slightly when he called her.

Murong Fengyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly walked towards her, but the moment he just stepped out, he heard the woman's fierce voice: "Don't come here!"

Jun Chuyue panicked.

She didn't know what was wrong with herself.

Body……

It seems to be a little out of control.

Even though she held a lot of lives in her hands, she never thought that one day, she would make a move to dig out hearts with bare hands!

The heart had been thrown to the ground by her, but there was still that soft and somewhat resilient touch in her palm, which was extremely disgusting!
(End of this chapter)

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