Chapter Eighty-Six: Life History
There were no windows in the dungeon, so Yun Fuyao didn't know what time it was, but she heard Xiang Heng's voice in a daze.
The long whip with barbs lifted her chin, and then heard Xiang Heng's soft snort: "Tsk, you look like your mother who messes up the harem." β
Yun Fuyao looked at Shang Xiangheng's slightly mocking eyes, sneered, and said, "That's, after all, not everyone is like you, dog minion." β
It seemed that the last three words stimulated Xiang Heng, his face changed, and the long whip in his hand had just been raised, as if he wanted to give Yun Fuyao a good look.
But he was stopped by the wrong way.
"Xiang Heng, can you pay attention to it when you are executed? I'm a big living person. Qilu pursed his lips, a little dissatisfied.
Xiang Heng Wenyan looked over, looked at the wrong path a few times, and then said, "You are still afraid to see this, you are still afraid to see this?" β
Qilu replied: "I am afraid, I obviously feel unlucky!" β
Qilu pointed to the dried blood stains on his face again, and said: "Look at it, you made it all by you, if you don't wash it off for me, forget it, and let it hang on my face all the time, Xiang Heng, you really don't have any sincerity!" β
seems to be complaining about the little daughter-in-law, this is Yun Fuyao's first reaction, it seems that Ruhua is also like this.
Xiang Heng frowned and could kill a fly, waved his hand with some disgust, and immediately someone brought a basin of water and put it in front of Qilu.
After slowly cleaning up the blood stains on his face, Xiang Heng asked in a cold voice:
"What are you thinking about? Follow me, what do you want? β
"Whether it's wealth, power, or peerless martial arts, as long as you dominate the world, what do you want?"
Qilu just grinned, "But I have no desires and no desires, what should I do?" β
Yun Fuyao chuckled lightly, looking for the skills to fight in the wrong way and fighting like a flower.
Xiang Heng glanced at Yun Fuyao, then continued to look at Qilu, and asked in a cold voice, "Qilu, what do you mean?" β
Qilu rubbed his chin, thought for a moment, pointed at Yun Fuyao, and said, "I want her life, will you give it or not?" β
Xiang Heng narrowed his eyes and said unhappily, "Do you know what you're talking about?" β
Qilu pouted: "Didn't you say that you could agree to any conditions?" How? This doesn't work? β
Xiang Hengyi said: "This one doesn't work, change another." β
Qilu thought about it again: "Then what if I want to be the lord of the Jin country?" β
Xiang Heng's face darkened again: "This can't work." β
"This doesn't work, that doesn't work, you just say what can you satisfy me?" Qilu also lost his temper, and his brows furrowed with displeasure.
"Except for these two." Xiang Heng gritted his teeth, he felt that the wrong path was deliberate.
"Why not? Is it because you still have a lingering affection for her, or do you also covet the position of the lord of the Jin Kingdom? β
The problem of the wrong path seemed to poke Xiang Heng's heart, and Yun Fuyao could clearly feel the change in the air pressure on Xiang Heng's body.
"Wrong way, don't get too far into it!" Xiang Heng really gritted his teeth and said this.
"That's going to have to be an inch?" Qilu sneered and said, "I have more inches, do you want to hear it?" β
Yun Fuyao only felt that Qilu was provoking Xiang Heng, she looked at Qilu, and really didn't understand what Qilu's brain was made of.
She just asked Qilu to find a way to drag Xiang Heng, and didn't say anything about provoking him!
Just Xiang Heng's brain, maybe something will happen.
As expected by Fuyao, Xiang Heng had a gloomy face and walked towards the wrong path with a whip.
"Since you don't want to submit, it's useless to keep you."
"Smack-" The long whip slammed into the ground with a heart-wrenching sound.
Undeterred, he met Xiang Heng's angry gaze, then got up and grabbed the long whip that was thrown at him.
There were barbs on the whip, and the flesh was already blurred when the hand of the wrong way grabbed the whip.
But Qilu seemed to feel no pain, and dragged Xiang Heng hard, wanting to kick him.
Xiang Hengyan quickly released the long whip, dodged the attack of the wrong way, and slapped the wrong way around the side of the wrong way.
The misguided steps staggered, and a smell of blood welled up in his throat.
"Wrong way, you still have room to turn back." He gave kind advice to Evergrande.
"I don't believe in Buddhism, what's the point?" Qilu spat out a mouthful of blood and stood up against the wall.
Xiang Heng twisted his eyebrows and picked up the long whip that fell on the ground, and the long whip was thrown towards Qilu, wrapping around Qilu's neck.
As long as Xiang Hengyi exerts his strength, the wrong way will be explained here.
Yun Fuyao was anxious, and shouted towards Xiang Heng: "Xiang Heng!" β
Xiang Heng Wensheng looked at Yun Fuyao, and a trace of mockery appeared on his good-looking face: "What? Did the high-ranking princess kneel and beg for mercy? β
"Today, even if your father and mother come out of the ground, I won't beg for mercy." The corners of Yun Fuyao's mouth hooked up a smile.
"Don't you want to know why you're a slave? You wouldn't be naΓ―ve enough to think that you were born a slave, would you? β
Xiang Heng held the hand of the long whip and paused, "What do you mean?" β
"Want to know? Let him go. β
Xiang Heng looked down at the wrong path again, and then looked at Yun Fuyao: "Why should I believe you?" β
"Regarding your life experience, who else can you trust in this world except me?" Yun Fuyao sneered and said, "Xiang Heng, I am not a Buddha, so I won't persuade you to turn back, but if you don't kill me today, I will kill him one day." β
Xiang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly let go of the wrong way.
Although he is already in a high position, he really doesn't know anything about his background.
The people who know are almost dead, and now there is only Yun Fuyao, the bloodline of the Fuyue royal family, in the world.
"Say, maybe I won't kill him."
Yun Fuyao raised a smile towards Xiang Heng, and then said, "The Xiang clan, its crime can be punished!" β
Xiang Heng frowned, and took the opportunity to attack Xiang Heng, knocking down the long whip in Xiang Heng's hand, Yun Fuyao looked coldly at Xiang Heng who was sneak attacked, and said:
"Xiang Heng, you shouldn't know, right? Your family smells as foul as you do! Sure enough, even if you don't grow up with your family, you still can't change the stinky problem of betraying the country to your family! β
"That is, my mother is kind-hearted, looking at the name of the founding meritorious service of the Xiang family, you have been killed, if it were me, I would definitely make the Xiang family unable to fly even a fly!"
Yun Fuyao's words stimulated Xiang Heng, he had been investigating his life experience, but to no avail.
Now, Yun Fuyao told him that she knew his background, but she was reluctant to say that Xiang Heng was on the verge of collapse at the moment.
He wanted to kill the wrong way, but he was helpless because of Yun Fuyao's words, and wanted to kill Yun Fuyao, but he was afraid that he would miss an opportunity to know the truth.