As he was talking, Song Yun walked over to Song Zi with a smile on his face, holding the dagger in his hand, although the dagger had been polished by Song Yun, he could still vaguely smell a faint smell of blood.

"Today (Rirì) is in your hands, I will admit it, Song Yun, if there is an afterlife, I must let you pay it back!" Song Zi's eyes widened in front of him, and he said to Song Yun.

Song Yun looked disdainful, this sentence sounds really familiar to him, if there is an afterlife, he must still do this, even if he cuts the Song Zi in front of him with a thousand knives.

"Then do you remember your previous life, how you treated me?" There was a bitter smile between the corners of Song Yun's mouth, the dagger dangled in Song Yun's hand, and the white light of the blade traveled back and forth in front of Song Zi's eyes.

As soon as he heard this, Song Zi was slightly stunned, in his previous life? I'm talking about the next life, what is this guy doing with himself in his past life?

"It seems that you still forgot, so let me help you remember what you did!" As Song Yun spoke, he picked up the dagger and stabbed it towards Song Zi's fingertips, followed by Song Zi's exclamation.

The so-called ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the so-called ten fingers are connected to the heart, but Song Yun's dagger did not chop off Song Zi's fingers, but forcibly lifted all her nails, and Song Zi almost fainted in pain.

"In your previous life, you said that it was because of my hands that you (love) were hooked, you can try it, these hands are not good or not." As he spoke, he raised the dagger in his hand and slashed down at Song Yun's fingers.

"Ah...... Song Yun! You will be punished! At this time, Song Zi's face was still bloodless, the sweat on (body shēn) was crackling down, and the beads of sweat on his forehead had already hit his lips.

Drop by drop of blood fell to the ground, hearing Song Zi's words, the corners of Song Yun's mouth raised, and said with a smile: "I don't know if I will suffer retribution in the next life, but I know that I, Song Yun, am the retribution of your life!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Song Zi's other hand.

Ten fingers, one by one, fell to the ground, Song Zi wailed in pain again, wanting to bite his tongue and kill himself, he really couldn't bear such pain.

Unfortunately, he was discovered by Song Yun, only to see Song Yun directly remove a piece of cloth from his skirt, stuff it directly into Song Zi's mouth, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is just the beginning." ”

As he spoke, he walked towards Song Zi's (body shēn) again, took off the hairpin that had just killed the Qiang flute from his head, grabbed it on his palm, and then raised it high and stabbed Song Zi in the back.

Immediately after that, there was another muffled howl, Song Zi's (body shēn) son writhed violently, Song Yun frowned after (body shēn), this hairpin has not been pulled out, but is hard to draw down.

The essential difference between using a hairpin and a dagger is that this hairpin is only sharp at the tail, but the dagger is different, and now the hairpin is pierced into her body, and it is more painful to cut the skin with a blunt instrument than to cut the skin with a dagger, after all, it is a raw pull, and the surrounding skin has been torn apart.

Although Song Zi had something in his mouth, he still sent it out

With a heart-wrenching shout, Song Yun did not stop, but continued: "This is to avenge Tingting." ”

Immediately afterwards, Song Zi fainted, and Song Yun sneered at the corners of his mouth, and muttered in his heart, he couldn't resist it like this just at the beginning? Fainting twice in the past?

But Song Yun didn't mean to stop, she looked at the burn on her left hand, and warned herself again and again not to be soft on such people.

At the beginning, it was because he was soft-hearted that he didn't believe in the words of (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) that he wiped out their mother and daughter, and now they have cried like this, Lotus, Tingting, (milk nǎi) (milk nǎi), and Yuan Che have all lost their lives for themselves one after another.

But instead of pouring cold water on Song Zi's (body shēn), Song Yun picked up a jar of salt, grabbed a large handful, and sprinkled it on Song Zi's (body shēn).

If cold water can stimulate the nerves, then this salt must be more exciting than this cold water, and Song Yun's own hands are also hot and painful, like a knife.

At the end of this day, there are more than a dozen scars on his body, but compared to the pain of being burned alive in the cold palace in his previous life, it is simply not worth mentioning.

Sure enough, as soon as Song Yun's salt broke, Song Zi's whole person came to her senses again, she looked at Song Yun in a daze and walked over again with a dagger, she wanted to ask for mercy, but her mouth was blocked.

In desperation, Song Zi's whole person was about to collapse, and tears poured out of his eyes like bursting embankments.

"Song Zi, do you know what it's like to be skinned and skinned?" At this time, Song Yun suddenly put his whole face over and said to Song Zi in front of him, Song Zi quickly realized something, and tried desperately to struggle, but to no avail.

Song Yun suddenly laughed: "Are you afraid? Do you know you're scared? Then why aren't you afraid when so many lives are on your back on my side? How are you not afraid when they are shouting at you for mercy! Song Yun grabbed Song Zi's shoulder suddenly, and his face was a little hideous.

Her green silk fell gently, and her eyes were like a pool of well water, which was so clear and pure, but it was bottomless.

Looking at Song Yun, who was already approaching madness, Song Zi didn't have the strength to struggle again, every time he moved, it was a heart-rending pain.

"I obviously gave you so many opportunities, but you didn't cherish them." Song Yun wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took the dagger, and put it on Song Zi's neck.

Although Song Zi was no longer in human form at this time, her instinct to survive still made her (身shēn) Zi constantly want to struggle backwards, and seeing her so afraid of death, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) remembered (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) and Yuan Che.

"The last time you set fire to Songhetang, I didn't demolish you, why did you extend your claws to (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) (身shēn) again? Isn't she yours (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi)? Song Yun said hoarsely.

She saw that there was no trace of guilt in Song Zi's eyes, just panic at Song Yun, Song Yun sneered, sure enough, don't talk about the short and long with a fool, and such a person can't say anything, let alone expect her to admit her mistakes.

Song Yun didn't speak,

Instead, he picked up the dagger, tore off the piece of skin behind Song Zi (身shēn) directly, and picked up the mace on the side and smashed it towards Song Zi's legs.

"This is for Lotus to pay you back!" As he spoke, he only heard a click, and blood gushed out on Song Zi's legs in an instant, and it seemed that his legs had been broken by Song Yun.

In the end, Song Yun picked up a candlestick, sprinkled the ground with oil, walked to the door, looked at Song Zi who was desperately struggling, Song Yun opened his mouth and said: "This is for (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi), Yuan Che and myself to return you." ”

As he spoke, he threw the candlestick in his hand to the ground, and Song Yun immediately walked out in a dashing manner, closing the door of this dungeon tightly, and the raging tongue of fire spurted towards Song Zi.

Outside the door, Song Yun saw the eunuch who was trembling, and said to him: "Father-in-law, please go out and report it, the oil lamp in the prince's mansion is falling cautiously, and the side concubine is unfortunately killed." So saying, he walked forward without looking back.

(End of chapter)