Chapter 3 Ah Chen, I was wrong

The eye socket was dry and painful, and the pain was unbearable.

Her lips trembled, and it was a long time before she finally called out the name, low, like a cry.

"Ah Chen......"

Qin Jiu suddenly struggled violently, she wanted to see him.

No, that's not him, it can't be him.

The people around her pressed her hard, and a person behind her hit her knees heavily with a wooden stick, and Qin Jiu, who had just struggled to stand up a little, fell to his knees again.

The pain is to the bone, but it is not as distressed as half a point.

Mo Rulian looked at her embarrassed appearance, but the hatred in her eyes became stronger, she hooked her lips and sneered, "If he hadn't died, would Your Majesty send you on your way?" Your Majesty kept you just to trap him. Qin Jiu, you would never think that Your Majesty still has pity for you? ”

Qin Jiu stared at her fiercely, heartbreaking, "Don't be merciful, you and Chen Jing will never die well!" ”

I don't know which of her words touched Mo Rulian's nerves, Mo Rulian's eyes flashed coldly, "Before this palace dies well, I will let you die without a whole corpse!" ”

Her eyebrows were raised, and she looked at the people around her with cold eyes, "Cut off her hands and feet for this palace, remember, cut slowly!" ”

The cold blade slashed across the skin, and slashed and slashed, slashing into the bone.

Blood, drop by drop, dripping on the snow.

Even if none of the internal forces were injured, even if the whole body was spasmodic and bleeding because of the pain, Qin Jiu never said a word.

She just looked at the man on the straw mat.

But her vision was blurry, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see clearly.

Really, could it be Ah Chen?

Yes, if Ah Chen hadn't died, how could Chen Jing let her die?

Her relatives, friends, and everyone around her have already been killed by Chen Jing.

The nine clans were all wiped out, and she was the only one to survive.

He did nothing more than the last person left in her life.

Wan Qianchen.

The last layer of skin on her hands and feet was cut, and she watched her hands and feet leave her body, just like watching her loved ones die tragically in front of her.

They had hatred in their eyes, and they stared at her viciously.

Mo Rulian is right, she killed them, she killed Ah Chen!

She suddenly hooked her lips and chuckled, but there was only a barren and low under her eyes, as if muttering to herself, "Ah Chen, I was wrong......

She is proud of her life and will never show weakness in front of him.

It was the first time she had admitted to him that she had done wrong.

But he couldn't hear it anymore......

Her voice was very small, but Mo Rulian, who had been staring at her, heard it.

Mo Rulian leaned over and stared at the desolation in her eyes and sneered, "Qin Jiu, you are indeed wrong, ridiculously wrong. What's the most wrong, you know? ”

Qin Jiu looked at her stunned, and Mo Ru's eyes suddenly became very distant, "Actually, nothing has ever happened to me and Brother Wan Qi. Even if I disguised myself as you, he would still recognize at a glance that I wasn't you...... Unfortunately, you only believe what you see, but you never really believe him. ”

Mo Ru paused for a moment, and in Qin Jiu's sudden tears, with a sense of revenge, he said word by word: "Qin Jiu, you are not worthy of Brother Wan Qi at all." ”

Qin Jiu's tears finally fell.

Yes, it's that she doesn't trust him, it's that she doesn't deserve him.

Mo Rulian stood up straight, there were no waves in his eyes, but his words were as cold as frost, "Throw her hands and feet to feed the dogs, and drag her body to the toilet and throw it away, I want her to die, and it stinks!" ”