Chapter 519 Stew
Hand bones were picked out one after another, recalling fainted and waking up and fainting again.

He never knew that there is such a feeling in this world that makes life worse than death.

"Kill me, it's more painful than going to hell." Recalling begged.

Hearing this, Xiaoxiang suddenly remembered the nightmare, "Hell? My father and queen are suffering endlessly in hell now! You are the only one who suffers so little, and you can't bear it? Hmph!" Put it aside, "Take these hand bones and make soup! Then give it to the virtuous gentleman to drink."

"Yes, my lord."

Reminiscing at this time has been tortured to the point of weakness, "How could you be so cruel!"

Lingji got up and hugged Xiaoxiang, "Cruel hearted? You were the one who killed Brother Zhou and the child in his womb! One dead body and two lives, even if ten bones of your hand are removed every day, it's not an exaggeration."

Reminiscing laughed loudly, "Hahaha, yes... What's the matter with you?"

"What's wrong with me? When you framed me, did you ever ask what's wrong with me?" Lingji said coldly, "Reminisce! All of your things are your own."

Recalling seemed to want to say something, but she fainted because of the pain.

"Uncle, if this goes on, I'm afraid he won't last long." Xiaoxiang said.

Dean Zhang said, "It's okay, just put some ginseng slices in the soup, and it will hang his life." After Dean Zhang finished speaking, he sighed.Xiang'er, I can't stop what Xiaoxiang wants to do.His Majesty disapproved at first, but later on, I don't know what His Majesty thought.Suddenly agreed.Xiaoxiang is no longer a five-year-old child.Her behavior, behavior, and style are more and more like His Majesty.Did you see Xianger?Xiaoxiang, she has changed.Your death is a big blow to Xiaoxiang, it's my uncle's fault, it's in vain that I have good medical skills, but I won't return your life.

. . . . . .

"My lord, soup...it's ready."

Xiaoxiang glanced at the soup, and looked away in disgust, "Wake him up, pour it down."

"Yes."

Reminiscing fell into a coma not long ago, and was woken up again by the palace servants with pepper water.

This time, what appeared in front of him was a pot of soup.The bones of his own hand were faintly visible in the soup.Zhui Yi could even smell blood and "vomit." Zhui Yi couldn't help the nausea in his stomach and vomited it out.

"You threw up before drinking?" Ling Ji said, "I didn't expect you to be so weak."

Zou Yi looked at the people in front of him in fear, Jin Wuguo, Lingji, Dean Zhang, Xiaoxiang, "You...you are all demons."

Lingji stepped forward and slapped her face, "Demon? If we are demons, your memory will be our nightmare!"

"Why bother wasting so much time on him, I have to go back to the palace to play Twelve, this Xianjun Palace, no matter how you look at it, it's disgusting." Jin Wuguo, who hadn't said a word, said, "Come here! I pour it down!"

"Yes, deputy queen master!"

Saying so, the palace man picked up the bowl, came to Zui Yi, took off Zui Yi's chin, and just poured the whole bowl of hot hand bone soup like this.Along with it, there were the chopped hand bones on the back.

Crystal tears flowed from the corners of Remembrance's eyes.

God, let me die a good death.

I can't let these demons torture them any longer.

Hongxiu, can you see your father?You take father away, take father to your world.

"I'm crying now, it's really useless." Jin Wuguo said, "Let's go first, reminisce, and come see you tomorrow."

"Come on, look after him!"

"Yes, my lord."

(End of this chapter)

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