Hua Qingmo is really disappointed in the people of Ningjun Wangfu now, they call themselves the royal family, they are gentle and polite on weekdays, but they are so ruthless and despicable in their bones. And Bai Zixiao, everyone in the world knows that he is cold-blooded and ruthless, cruel to Zhongliang, but he has always been very good to her and saved her several times.

What loyal and traitorous ministers?

What eunuchs are ruthless?

She didn't understand any of these things, she only knew that the nine-thousand-year-old Bai Zixiao, who was hated by countless people, was her benefactor, no matter what kind of person he was, it didn't matter.

Bai Zixiao heard Hua Qingmo's words, laughed softly, the corners of his lips were slightly raised with dark red, looking indescribably bewitching and beautiful, his hand slowly stretched out to Hua Qingmo's face, and the sharp armor gently slashed.

"Little girl, Lord Ben really likes you more and more, what a lovely fellow." Bai Zixiao's hand fell, and then he untied a rose purple satin pouch from his waist, which seemed to contain something. He opened the bag, and inside was a green glass with purple flowers, and the glass contained cherries as red as agate.

Bai Zixiao opened the glass, took out a cherry and put it to her lips, licked it, and bit it.

Hua Qingmo looked at him, only thinking that this scene was extremely beautiful, and in the next second, Bai Zixiao took a cherry and sent it to her mouth. She slowly opened her mouth to eat, and the sweet and sour taste rippled in her mouth. Then Bai Zixiao continued to feed her, her eyes were extremely focused.

The smell of blood came, and Hua Qingmo finally set her eyes on Hua Jingchen, who was being tortured. At this time, the instep of his feet and hands were completely covered in blood, Chu Xiangbai, Yexing, Liuxuan, and Liuxuan cut the flesh of his limbs, while Liujing cut it from his chest.

It should be born to torture people, these people know very well, where to cut the flesh so that they will not die so quickly?

Looking at Hua Qingmo's painful appearance, there was no trace of pity and sympathy in Hua Qingmo's heart. She just watched quietly, her eyes cold and calm.

"It's a pity, if you were in the palace of the Governor, you would have heard his crying out, and now the struggle and pain of a mute man is really a little pale." Bai Zixiao took a cherry and sent it to Hua Qingmo's lips, and her cold voice carried the indifference of ice and snow and the ruthlessness of the sword.

When Hua Qingmo heard this, she smiled slightly, she took out the cherries from the glass and fed them to Bai Zixiao, he still licked them before biting them, as if it was a habit.

"Nine thousand years old, anyway, this is making him miserable, let's just watch it, if nine thousand years old wants to hear people scream in pain, it would be good for Ling Chi to be others." Hua Qingmo said with a faint smile.

At this time, the sound of Zi Shi came, Hua Qingmo was very happy, this Hua Jingchen still had a period of suffering to suffer.

The five of them cut the meat together, the speed was very fast, looking at the white bones that had been exposed, Hua Qingmo thought slightly, then looked at Bai Zixiao, and said with a slight smile: "Nine thousand years old, there are still two hours before dawn, can we go now?" ”

"Well, the Doge is tired too." Bai Zixiao stood up, Hua Qingmo also stood up, and the two of them walked out of the room together, no longer looking at Hua Jingchen, who was separated from flesh and blood behind them.

The wind at night was cool and thorough, Hua Qingmo was wearing a thin white dress, the cold wind blew through, and slowly seeped in, as if the bone-chilling coldness made her shiver. At this time, Bai Zixiao suddenly hugged her, and the pale golden cloak covered her body, blocking some cold wind for her.