10,000-year-old ice cave.

Located in the northern part of the Imperial City, it is a snow-capped mountain that towers into the sky.

Listening to Nangong Feihuang, his father was locked in this snowy mountain.

In order to avoid attracting the attention of the Nangong family, Luo Ziyan said hello to Nangong Feihuang and said that he would retreat and prepare for the soul code two days later.

For the next two days, Luo Ziyan's room will be sealed, and no one will come to harass her.

The night is dark.

Luo Ziyan came back to her senses from her meditation, her eyes flashing with a scorching essence.

"Master, is there anyone around?"

"Nope."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Luo Ziyan hooked the corners of her lips, quickly left the room, and quietly slipped out of Nangong's house under the cover of Emperor Xuanqing.

When Luo Ziyan had just slipped out of the Nangong family, a certain dungeon of the Nangong family let out a roar.

The dim dungeon was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance, and bursts of roars echoed, making this dungeon look very weird.

Nangong Feixiong stood in the middle of the dungeon, looking at the shadow of the book soaked in the medicine barrel, his face was indifferent, and there was not a trace of ripples.

Shuying's face changed from the original pale to a miserable pale.

The scar on his face that was stepped on by Luo Ziyan has not healed yet, and it looks very terrifying.

He was now suffering from inhuman pain, and he felt like he was covered in ants, constantly gnawing at his own flesh and marrow.

He felt like he couldn't take it anymore!

"Shuying, remember who made you like this." Nangong Feixiong's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he said in a deep voice: "If you want to die with humiliation, I can fulfill you." But if you want to take revenge and return the humiliation and anger you have suffered, hold on to me. ”

The book shadow fan separated his eyes and looked at Nangong Feixiong in a trance. "I want revenge, I want Luo Ziyan to die."

"I can't hear clearly."

"I want revenge, I want Luo Ziyan to die!"

Shuying's hoarse voice made him feel like a knife cutting his lungs even when he breathed, which was very uncomfortable.

"Heh, that's what you're determined to do?" Nangong Feixiong pursed his lips and said mockingly: "A waste like you, I really want to kill you altogether, and this can be less painful." ”

Shuying's pupils shrank, his eyes were so angry that blood seemed to ooze out, and then he used all his strength to endure the pain in his heart, and roared: "I want Luo Ziyan to die!" ”

Nangong Feixiong hooked the corners of his lips and showed a cruel smile, "It's pretty much the same." ”

"Medicine old, double the amount of medicine."

An old man next to him who was lying on his back said with a shocked face: "Young Master, double the amount of medicine, I'm afraid that Lord Shuying won't be able to bear it." ”

"If you can't bear it, then you just die." Nangong Feixiong's eyes sank, and he said indifferently: "I, Nangong Feixiong, don't need waste." ”

"Yao Lao ......" Shuying looked at Yao Lao, and said in a hoarse voice: "The amount of medicine, double it!" ”

"Book Shadow Lady ......"

"I'll make you double!!" Shuying roared angrily, "I want Luo Ziyan to die!" ”

Yao Lao gritted his teeth, and immediately poured some medicinal liquid into the wooden barrel.

As these potions were poured in, Shuying's eyes widened, and the corners of his eyes were torn apart, and the pain was even stronger than before.

However, he must bear it.

Nangong Feixiong squinted his eyes and watched the book shadow scream in pain, but he never compromised, and his heart was satisfied. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Divine Doctor Little Meng Concubine: Emperor, it's too difficult!" ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~