I, the Prince of Qin

　　Mo Zhe didn't understand what was going on over there, so he took a few pieces of cake and stuffed it in his mouth, smiled and nodded to Arya's family: "It's delicious, like this, no matter how much you eat, you won't get tired of it. !"

　　"Everyone who has eaten my cakes is full of praise afterwards." Arya's mother covered her mouth and chuckled.

　　The two laughed together, and the room was filled with a cheerful air.

　　After a while, Fra was swaying and looked like she was sleepy, and Mo Zhe also pretended to cover his forehead.

　　"It seems that the guests are exhausted, take them to rest." Arya's father beckoned to the guard.

　　Midday on the moon.

　　In the silence, only the screams from the distant and miserable luxury manor, dissolved in the dark night, like blood dripping into a pond, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

　　"The recent barking of dogs is really unpleasant!" The drunk man on the side of the road sighed.

　　The moonlight sprinkled on the corpse of an unknown person in the alley, and flies flew around the corpse silently, laying countless eggs in the corrupt human body.Many eggs have hatched, squirming densely, like a corpse alive.

　　The same moonlight also sprinkled on the elegant and quaint corridor of Arya's house.

　　Arya hummed a tune.

　　This song is the latest popular dance song in the court. It sings praises of beautiful and free love. Many young ladies of powerful families like it. It is said that even His Majesty the Emperor praised it!

　　In keeping with the rhythm, a noble girl in a sky blue dress with a light skirt walked through the rooms, and then stopped in front of an inconspicuous door.

　　"Dong dong dong." She knocked on the door, and a lovely voice called out, "Mr. Mo Zhe, are you asleep?"

　　"Dong dong dong."

　　No one responded.

　　The sweet smile on her face became even more beautiful, and her blush climbed onto her fair face, as if she was going to meet a lover privately, and even her breath became hot.

　　"I'm in." She pushed open the door.

　　As expected, seeing Mo Zhe lying dead on the bed, even if he swaggered in, he didn't feel anything.

　　Of course, the medicine in the pastry is a high-end product that can even be fascinated by dangerous species.

　　As soon as he thought of the boy who had a special appetite for him, he could do whatever he wanted, and even the heart of the innocent girl trembled.

　　How are you going to play later?For example, dig out his eyeballs and put them in the kind of cake tonight, and then feed him; The corpse of the egg is sticky, stuffed in from the back and plugged with something thick...

　　"Ah um-"

　　Arya thought about it, and suddenly fell softly against the door, her legs clenched tightly under her skirt, and she trembled for a while.

　　The pure and gorgeous face reflected the moonlight, half dark and half hot.

　　She gasped for the aroma, and the raging flames ignited between her thighs. She couldn't bear it any longer, and threw herself towards the bed.

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　　Come on~ Use the ticket to spit me out~

Chapter 21 Chapter [-]

　　In the world of Zhanchi, there are many demons with human faces.

　　Arya's family is one of them.This family usually pretends to be kind, enthusiastic and benevolent, but in fact, they are sadists who like to lure passers-by back home, and then fascinate them, and torture people to death through various means.

　　Planting lethal viruses in the human body, admiring the process of others being slowly corroded by the disease and dying in pain; like cutting off human flesh with a knife and feeding it to him; and all kinds of torture instruments beyond imagination, It's all just to satisfy their perverted interests... It can be said that they have been twisted to the point of losing their humanity.

　　Mo Zhe sometimes can't help but wonder, is there really such a boring person in the world?Was the original author deliberately black?

　　Unfortunately, the more you know, the more you will understand.

　　It is like an innocent child who happily pulls out the legs of a cricket one by one, stuffs sand into the cat's eyes, pulls out the wings of a dragonfly, and kills the little ants on the roadside moving house one by one...

　　The Aryas, like these children, were not even evil, but hopelessly innocent.

　　Status, status, money, power... When a group of people has absolute power differences relative to other people; when a group of people can arbitrarily control the fate of others or even life and death; when a group of people does nothing to others When they are not punished...they can do anything to others.

　　This has nothing to do with human nature, just because the structure of society determines that those who have no power and power, in their eyes, are actually no different from crickets, cats, dragonflies, and small ants.

　　There's no point in talking to them about sympathy, pity, etc. of humanity, because they don't think of others as human at all!

　　Arya threw herself on Mozhe's bed, holding the rope in her hand, trying to tie the person on the bed.

　　But I felt that my body was empty, and the bed was much flatter than expected.

　　Before I understood what was going on, my vision suddenly darkened.

　　Mo Zhe's room was not lit, but there was a faint moonlight, so he could not see anything.But at this moment, Arya discovered that a darkness deeper than the night had enveloped her.

　　The cold air was piercingly cold, and the darkness of the night melted into the deeper darkness. When she realized that something was wrong, she got up and wanted to call the guards outside, but she felt that her throat was so dry and hoarse that she couldn't even speak normally.

　　The unfamiliar feeling of a stiff throat and a cold body sent Arya into confusion.

　　what... what's going on...

　　The darkness spreads like black blood infiltrates the space.

　　When her eyes grew to the limit, Arya could vaguely see that the darkness was fog.

　　It's getting foggy.

　　How can there be fog in a closed room?

　　She stood up abruptly, but her legs softened, and she sat back again. She stared in a trance, and many bloodstains appeared on her thighs inexplicably, like filaments made by red threads.

　　"Woo-" The severe pain was covered by the icy air, and the girl could only watch her legs, the skin and flesh separated, turning into strips of flesh.

　　"He... ah ah... wow ah-!"

　　It was only at this point that Arya used her stiff brain to understand that the feeling of her throat being dry and unable to make a sound smoothly was called "fear".

　　Just like when the "prey" was tortured many times in the past, the "prey" felt the same emotions, but this time the object was changed to himself.

　　These fogs, as well as the unknown things hidden in the thick fog, have the same aura as the torture room of one's own house. No, it is much stronger. It is the aura of brutal murder that cannot be avoided.

　　A girl who likes torturing others, and likes the blood and pain of others, is more sensitive to this kind of breath. Almost as soon as she understands it, she is dominated by overwhelming fear.

　　Her throat, which had been frozen with fear, managed to recover some of its functions. Arya let out a hoarse scream. The guards who came with her outside the door heard the scream and broke in, but they couldn't reach out.

　　"what happened!?"

　　"Why can't I see anything!?"

　　"Miss Arya!? What's wrong with you!"

　　Chi, Chi, Chi, Chi...

　　A few soft voices sounded, the chaotic shouts quickly disappeared, and it was completely quiet in a blink of an eye, as if those people had never existed.

　　Arya was crawling in the thick fog, screaming, "Hey! I'm here! Come over here! Hey! People! People!! So many people just now—!!?"

　　During the crawling, the palms touched the ground, and the sticky warm blood soaked the five fingers, and the bloody smell filled the small room, mixed with the strange thick fog.

　　"It hurts——! Where are people! Where are all the people!? Come and save me! You rubbish, come and save me——!!"

　　The flesh on Arya's legs had inexplicably turned into pieces, leaving only two bones, and she felt nothing but pain in her legs.

　　The pool of blood spread under her, her hands suddenly lost strength, and she fell to the ground suddenly, her face immersed in blood. This time, she found that the flesh on her hands turned into pieces like flowers.

　　"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!"

　　The strange scene was beyond her comprehension. This young lady, who usually takes pleasure in torturing people, could only cry in a pool of blood.

　　In a trance, a pair of feet appeared in front of her, and Arya grabbed them conditionedly, but could only leave a blood mark on the pair of male ankles.

　　Mo Zhe looked down at the girl condescendingly.

　　The thick fog that filled the house slowly calmed down.

　　He crouched down, stared into Arya's eyes, and said:

　　"When it comes to perverted murderers, I have to mention a loli who likes to haunt in the thick fog at night. That guy likes to disintegrate women, and as long as she is a woman, it is impossible to escape her disintegration. I can only do this trick. Learn [-]% to [-]%, but it's enough to deal with half-ass like you."

　　Arya raised her head desperately, crying, screaming angrily, but more than that, puzzled.

　　Why is this happening?Why did this happen to me?I just want to have fun, I just want to catch some pariahs to play, what does it matter?I didn't commit any mistakes, I didn't commit any sins, why did God treat me like this?

　　Tears rolled down Arya's clear face.Seeing her like this, Mo Zhe shook his head.

　　"It seems that you still don't understand. But it doesn't matter. Don't you like torturing people? Don't you like the feeling of being in control of other people's life and death, watching others cry and beg for mercy in front of you and then despair? Don't you like the kind of high above. Does it feel elegant?"

　　Mo Zhe stood up.

　　"Let the skills of professionals tell you what it means to live, kill, give, and seize."

　　——【The Virgin of Disintegration】.

　　"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"

　　From the closed door, the girl screamed in pain and despair, as if hell was being executed.

　　After a while, the door opened under the screams of the girl getting weaker and weaker. Mo Zhe stepped over the bodies of many guards, walked out of the room, turned around and closed the door.

　　"The Virgin of Disintegration" is the stunt of Jack the Ripper in the Moon World. It appears along with darkness and thick fog. As long as the target is a woman, once involved, no matter where he escapes, no matter what means of defense he uses, he will definitely be dismembered. , to a certain extent, it is even a torture technique that can reverse cause and effect.

　　Mo Zhe himself has no interest in this kind of skill, and he may not be able to learn it in the end. Now that he is using it, he just wants to use his own way to treat his own body.

　　Mo Zhe sighed, he still didn't understand the meaning of torturing the weak, but it was impossible to let go of this bloody family.

　　So this is the first murder?

　　He looked up, and the moonlight shone on the corridor.

　　Suddenly I wondered, is the distortion of human nature leading to the corruption of the state, or is the corruption of the state leading to the distortion of human nature?

　　If there are such people who will hold the resources and power of Daqin in the future, for ordinary people, is the existence of Daqin a blessing or a curse?

　　"Your Highness." At this time, Ah Fang suddenly spoke.

　　"A Fang believes that such powerful officials will never appear in Daqin under your rule."

　　Mo Zhe smiled: "It really appeared, the First Emperor won't kill me."

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　　I just found out that it's a new month, do you have that?It's that, it's that, you know, that.