"Seventh Prince, not to mention that I am married to Hu Yanzhuo as my wife, if I agree to these conditions to you, I will betray my country and the Thirteen Princes, do you think I can still go back? Even if I can go back, the Thirteen Princes will no longer be able to trust me, how can I still get important information, let alone do things for you!" Rakshasa forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and spoke.

Yang Yan was not annoyed, but said lightly: "You will have a way." ”

What the?

You asked me to sell my country first, and then go back to be the internal response, and then I have to figure it out on my own?

Rakshasa almost laughed angrily, I have a way, what can I do?

Growing so big, she has never seen such a bully!

After taking a few deep breaths, wrapped in a thin gauze robe, the proud breasts rose and fell violently, which was very tempting, but it pulled the injuries in her body, and the pain made her tears almost fall out, and Rakshasa regained her senses a little, and did not get angry immediately.

"The Seventh Prince, since it is a negotiation, then there should be reciprocal conditions, I have followed the Thirteenth Prince since I was fifteen years old, his city is very deep, and any secret in front of him seems to be no longer a secret, even if I can make up a hundred lies to gain the trust of others and return to the Blood Moon, but I will definitely not be able to hide it from the Thirteenth Prince, and the result of not being able to hide it is death. ”

Rakshasa recalled the eyes of the Thirteen Princes who seemed to be able to see through everything, and every time she was under this gaze, it was as if she was not wearing clothes, even if her cultivation was actually much higher than his, which made her shudder.

"Take 10,000 steps back, even if I get lucky enough to hide the past and regain his trust, but if I make a small move under his nose, do you think he will not be able to find out?

Her beautiful eyes stared at Yang Yan, and asked rhetorically: "Since both horizontal and vertical are death, why do I still promise you? In that way, at least you will die a glorious and respectful death, instead of dying in humiliation with the infamy of betraying the lord for glory and betraying the country to survive, and you will be stinking for 10,000 years and being reviled by all generations!"

Yang Yan's face remained unchanged, and he still said indifferently: "It's your business to do it, but you must agree to the conditions of this prince." ”

He never thought that anything was impossible, the reason why it was impossible was just that he was not forced to do that.

When people are forced to do that, she will be desperate to do whatever it takes to achieve that goal.

Therefore, he felt that Rakshasa would definitely be able to do what he wanted, but he just needed to force it hard.

How to force?

Judging from Rakshasa's performance, he is not a person who is too greedy for life and afraid of death, such a person will definitely agree to his conditions, because if he does not agree, he will definitely die, but if he agrees, at least there is a glimmer of hope to live.

Besides, such a person will not think about it so much, as long as he can survive in the moment, as for whether he will do it in the future, it is another matter.

Although Rakshasa is not such a person, death is not the only thing to be afraid of in this world, there are many things that are more terrible than death, especially for a woman, or a very beautiful woman.

Death threats are just one of them.

Rakshasa apparently hadn't realized that her refusal had put her in an even more irreparable and terrible situation.

She sneered: "Joke, why should I promise you? If you want to kill me, then please, anyway, it's all death, and dying decently is already my biggest luxury now." ”

With that, she closed her eyes and waited for the death blow.

She is not afraid of death, no one in this world is not afraid of death, and her trembling eyelashes have already declared her inner tension and fear.

But as she said, both horizontal and vertical are death, and dying decently is already her greatest luxury, although she is unwilling, but she is helpless.

From the moment she was captured, she had prepared for the worst, everyone was going to die, she was just many years in advance.

It's just that sometimes when you're ready to die, you find that it's already a luxury.

"Who told you," Yang Yan looked at her lightly, his eyes showing a cold light: "If you don't agree, you can die a decent death?"

Hearing his cold words, Rakshasa couldn't help but open his eyes and said coldly: "Could it be that the Seven Princes of the Tianyang Dynasty still want to punish me as a weak woman?"

That's right, her cultivation has been sealed, except that her physical body is much stronger than that of mortal women, and she is really not much different from weak women.

"I'm tired of painting old. Yang Yan looked at the white-bearded old man who didn't say a word after coming in, and said.

The white-bearded old man's face was a little sneering, and he said embarrassedly: "Your Highness the Seventh, although the old man was lucky enough to win the false title of the first painter in Qingshui Town, but they are all landscape paintings, I really haven't painted this kind of painting, I'm afraid it ......."

"You don't have to be modest when you paint, just look at what you see. Yang Yan said lightly, and the old man kept silent, but took out the four treasures of the study room from the Sumeru ring and spread them on the only stone table in the secret room.

The old man stroked his beard, his face became extremely serious, and he was facing the Rakshasa who was locked into a "big" shape, and Wu Kuishan actually helped to polish the ink.

Speaking of this painting elder, he is also a strange person in Qingshui Town.

It is said that when he was a child, he met a fortune teller, saying that he was a rare painting wizard in a hundred years, and that he would be the first painter in the future.

It is also because of this anecdote that there are countless people who want to ask him to paint all kinds of paintings, and even many casual cultivators who pass by Qingshui Town will be curious to come to ask for paintings, and this Sumeru ring in his hand was given to him by a young master of a family to ask for a painting.

"Let's start with this. Yang Yan said lightly, making Rakshasa feel a little uneasy.

The painter breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, his face was straight, and he looked at the rakshasa for a while, until she was stared at and hairy, and then she lifted the brush and poured ink on the inkstone sharpened by Wu Kui Mountain, and began to put down the pen on the paved rice paper.

After one painting, two paintings、......、 and half a pillar of incense, a beautiful woman as a flower quietly emerged on the rice paper, from the posture, clothing, and even eyes are vivid, that painting skill, really not to lose the name of the first painter.

It's just that this woman's hands are stretched out, her legs are wide open, her posture is not elegant, and she refutes secular etiquette, but the heavy shackles and chains on her hands and feet make people understand this a little more.

Yes, the beautiful woman painted by the painter is the locked Rakshasa, and even under his painting skills, she is even more beautiful than the deity.

"It's so beautiful!" Even Wu Kuishan, a killing machine who doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, couldn't help but exclaim, and it can be seen that the name of the first painter who painted the old man is definitely not false.

Yang Yan stepped forward to take a look, and nodded imperceptibly, there was indeed no flaw, it was too beautiful, more beautiful than a real person, but it was harmless, just recognize her.

If the old man knows what he thinks in his heart, he will be extremely depressed, Your Royal Highness, your requirements are so low, why do you have to ask the old man to come, painting this kind of painting, his old face will be thrown into the bottom of the moat.

Seeing that the white-bearded old man stared at him for a long time, and then painted for a long time, he heard Wu Kuishan's exclamation, saw Yang Yan nodding, and thought of what Yang Yan had just said, Rakshasa suddenly panicked to the extreme.

She couldn't help but scream: "Seventh Prince, what do you want to do? If you want to kill or chop, come here, don't think I will promise you!"

"You'll say yes. Yang Yan glanced at her lightly, and then said to Wu Kuishan: "It's your turn." ”

“...... Yes!" Wu Kuishan replied with some twists, there are many people who have killed people, it is the first time to do this kind of thing, I am so nervous, will I be blamed by His Highness if I don't do it well?

Watching this big guy who hated himself crazy walk in front of him step by step, Rakshasa did not hide the fierceness in his eyes, but with a trace of uneasy fear, he said in a trembling voice: "You...... What do you want to do?"

"Undress!" Wu Kuishan said loudly as if he had declared a mission, as if he would not be so nervous, it was just a mission, no different from killing.

What?undress?

Whose clothes to take off?

Seeing Wu Kuishan staring directly at his clothes, Rakshasa was shocked, it can't be mine, right?

This is not going to work!!

Her body has never been seen, how can she be seen like this, or in front of four men, two of them make her hate it even more, which is more uncomfortable than killing her!

"Wait......" Rakshasa hurriedly shouted.

Wu Kuishan had already grabbed her collar with both hands and slammed it hard......

Hiss –

Hearing the sound of tearing clothes, Rakshasa felt a chill on his body, and the thin tulle robe on his body was torn vigorously, and the broken pieces of cloth scattered like flower petals.

made her scream, and her hands subconsciously wanted to protect her chest, but she was chained and couldn't move, and could only watch her large swaths of snow-white skin exposed to the air.

Because she had to wear armor, she only wore a belly pocket and a thin gauze coat, although the original gauze was thin, it could cover her body well and not show a trace of scenery.

At this moment, the sari was torn, leaving only a pink belly pocket, which could not block the graceful scenery at all, the snow-white and well-proportioned skin, the towering part of the belly pocket as if it was about to burst, and it was about to come out, a snow-white and deep ravine seemed to attract all eyes to it, and the sharp contrast before stimulated people's nerves.

Even Wu Kuishan, who didn't know what a woman was, couldn't help but breathe heavily at this moment, and there was a trace of spark flashing in his eyes.

"Ahhh......hhh

Hiss –

There was another soft sound, Wu Kuishan tore her underwear to pieces again, and suddenly a pair of slender beautiful legs were displayed in front of everyone, the same white and greasy snow skin was tight and full of elasticity, his breathing became heavier, and the sparks in his eyes had evolved into flames

The cold cold made her even more frightened, and while screaming desperately, her legs desperately wanted to be brought together, but unfortunately she was only in vain when her feet were chained.

"Draw one more. Yang Yan's eyes were still as calm as water, as if he hadn't seen the tempting scene in front of him.

"I promise you! The Seventh Prince, I promise you, don't take it off again, please! Don't take it off again...... Woowoo woo ......"

Yang Yan's voice made the frightened and confused Rakshasa find his way, and shouted desperately, even with a crying sound.