noffsinger Chapter 392 is here? Child's play.
Chapter 392 is here? Child's play.
Zhongli Yueluo had already gotten used to going to the next place in complete darkness.
The sound of a whip cracking on the ground!
You can tell who the protagonist is just by listening to their voice.
It will undoubtedly bring lasting joy for all time!
Since the pain of the person in front of her can't be reflected in her, let's see just how deep Qianqiu Chang'an's hatred for her really is.
She wanted to see whether Zhongli Yu was more ruthless or Qianqiu Changhuan was more ruthless!
Several young ladies from different clans stood in a circle around Zhongli Yueluo, who was crouching in the middle of them with her head in her hands, her whole body soaked through.
But her eyes showed no sign of pleading; instead, she stared fiercely at everyone.
Qianqiu Changhuan gave her a cold look. There was a basin of water next to her, which looked like it had been spiked with something.
They seemed completely unaware that they were in a prison, and were simply venting their anger.
After so many years of forbearance, he could finally unleash it all on Zhongli Yueluo at this moment.
"No matter how much you scream, no one will come to save you. Try putting on that pitiful act again!"
Qianqiu Changhuan held her whip in his hand and approached Zhongli Yueluo step by step.
Looking down at her, he finally used his toes to hook her chin.
Zhongli Yueluo also looked defiant, and even spat out a mouthful of blood to the side.
"Go ahead and hit me if you dare! Try killing me and see how they treat you!"
Hearing Zhongli Yueluo say this, Qianqiu Changhuan became even more furious. She was already in a vulnerable position, yet she couldn't even beg for mercy!
Or perhaps she wanted to hear her beg for mercy, wanted to see her wag her tail and beg, crawling at her feet, tugging at her sleeve and crying.
Beg her to stop hitting her.
Please beg her to let her go!
But she didn't; she's incredibly stubborn!
The whip, soaked in salt water, lashed Zhongli Yueluo's back until it was torn and bleeding.
The clothes were stuck to the flesh and blood, which were turned inside out.
Zhongli Yuelu gritted her teeth and refused to let out a scream, which made Qianqiu Changhuan so angry that she wanted to laugh.
"It hurts so much, and you didn't even make a sound! So you usually cry when you twist your ankle?"
At this point, he lashed her back twice more, and Zhongli Yueluo finally couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
"Since it hurts, scream even louder. Oh... anyway, no matter how loud you scream, they won't hear you."
Qianqiu Changhuan grinned, his laughter bordering on madness!
The loud laughter pierced people's eardrums, and the whip had grown tired of lashing; there wasn't a single patch of intact skin left on his back.
"Yue Luo, Yue Luo, how did you end up in my hands? Were you so blind?"
He squatted down, pinched her chin with his hand, and looked her up and down, but he didn't think she was much more beautiful than himself.
She even felt that she was not as good as her!
"You don't even have a seductive face, so why do they all like you? Tell me, what's your secret?"
As she spoke, she gently patted her cheek, her eyes filled with resentment.
But the more Qianqiu Changhuan saw her resilience and unyielding spirit, the more he wanted to torture her!
"Your look is so annoying! It's like a stray dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy next to me, can't you do that?"
Zhongli Yueluo spat!
She kicked her, but only with a fraction of her strength, just enough to knock her to the ground.
Seeing her covered in mud, I felt a strange sense of satisfaction.
"Beg me, and I won't hit you anymore."
Zhongli Yueluo squirmed, then gradually sat up straight: "You want me to beg you? Dream on!"
"Okay! Very good!"
Qianqiu Changhuan's whip lashed out again, leaving Zhongli Yueluo's legs and arms raw and bleeding.
"Beg for mercy! Shout it out!" Qianqiu Changhuan had gone a little crazy.
Zhongli Yueluo chuckled coldly, but no matter how Ren Qianqiu Changhuan tried to attack her, she just gritted her teeth and kept quiet even as blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
Finally, Qianqiu Changhuan cupped her face in his hands, looked at it, and then used one hand to pinch her cheeks.
"Yue Luo! Yue Luo... how come you share the same surname as the Jade Queen!"
This sounded like she was talking to herself, and then they poured water into her mouth.
Zhongli Yueluo's consciousness wandered there, unable to utter a single word; for her, this was child's play.
It seems that Qianqiu Changhuan has never seen what a real hell is like.
It's just some minor physical pain, so what?
Perhaps he was tired from fighting, so he moved a chair and sat down in front of her.
"If you agree to break off your engagement with Yan Ruoyu and help me, I will let you go!"
Zhongli Yueluo frowned. That's it?
They dragged her around and subjected her to abuse, all to force her to break off her engagement with Yan Ruoyu. It seems she's not destined for greatness.
"What if I said no."
As she said this, she coughed up blood, but she remained defiant.
So this is how he appeared in Qianqiu Changhuan's heart—quite upright, but unfortunately, the real her was not like that at all.
Those who can be flexible and adaptable are capable of great things; who would stubbornly cling to a single principle to the bitter end?
"If you don't, then I'll scratch your face so you'll never be able to smile so beautifully again!"
Qianqiu Changhuan held the dagger in his hand and slid it back and forth across her face, but he didn't use any force.
Zhongli Yueluo's voice was indifferent: "Where did they come from? Let's see if they will admire you or feel sorry for me."
Having come this far, to still provoke others is simply unwise.
"Stubborn!" Two slaps landed on her face.
Her face was swollen and had several bloody marks. She struggled to snatch the dagger, but Qianqiu Changhuan kicked her again.
She said, "Kill me. If I were not in this world, they would all be yours, your good brother, your good husband?"
Although Qianqiu Changhuan had thought about killing her countless times in her mind, she hesitated when it came to actually doing it.
Zhongli Yueluo laughed loudly and shouted, "Come on, kill me!" It sounded like the whisper of Youluo from the Nine Netherworlds.
"Shut up!"
Qianqiu Changhuan was startled by his grating laughter: "Stop laughing! Shut up!"
Zhongli Yueluo pulled her hand across her face, blood clinging to Qianqiu Changhuan's hand, devoid of any warmth.
Qianqiu Changhuan's wrist was firmly gripped by Zhongli Yueluo. Her eyes widened, and she thought that Zhongli Yueluo must have gone mad!
"May you live forever, make your move!"
"Shut up! Ah...shut up!" Qianqiu Changhuan's hands trembled slightly.
But perhaps after seeing blood, I'm not so afraid anymore.
The thought that he could kill her so easily seemed too unreal.
As she raised her hand, she was still looking around to see if anyone would come.
No, not even her little followers were to be seen.
She laughed, her face contorted with embarrassment.
But there was no fear in Zhongli Yueluo's eyes; instead, a smile appeared on her face.
Her dagger plunged into Zhongli Yueluo's chest. Zhongli Yueluo blinked: "Qianqiu Changhuan, you've lost too!"
Then, the world before her eyes began to fade, and she realized that Zhongli Yueluo, whom she had touched, was cold.
Zhongli Yueluo's consciousness shifted to another scene.