She stared at this scene and heard Yan Jiuming's bloodthirsty and resentful murmur from inside: "Qin Xuanji, I said that after you died, you will be whipped day and night on your corpse, so that you will suffer forever for the rest of your life, and you will not be able to enter reincarnation." ” As he spoke, he seemed to be extremely resentful, and he swung the whip in his hand and whipped the woman tied there.
There was a thunderous explosion in her ears, and Chongmen Huan couldn't shout, and she didn't care who was covering her mouth.
Just watched in horror at the crazy scene inside.
The woman who was tied up there was Qin Xuanji's corpse?
Definitely, yes.
Yan Jiuming really did what he said, and when she died, he whipped her corpse day and night, so that she could not enter reincarnation, and she couldn't even be a ghost.
This man, at this moment, turned into a devil, was swallowed up by darkness, and his whole person lost his mind, crazy and cruel.
How much hatred do you have to have to do to do this.
He had already killed her, and he was going to torture her body like this.
This hatred should be devastating.
Chongmenhuan's body had all stiffened, and the person covering her mouth seemed to be aware of her stiffness and didn't make the next move.
Let her stand there and continue to watch the sensational play unfold inside.
In the midst of thunder and lightning, the sound of wind and rain covered the palace, and the palace lurked in the darkness, I don't know how much ugliness and darkness were enveloped.
Yan Jiu Ming waved his whip endlessly in the white light and shadow of lightning.
Fighting, I don't know if I was tired, the man suddenly threw away the whip in his hand, hugged the corpse, and then began to curse in a low voice: "Qin Xuanji, didn't you curse me for not dying well?"
Then I won't have to die well, but if you don't want to die, even if you die, I won't let you enter samsara. ” In the end, all the resentment turned into a low choked voice between the lips and teeth: "As long as I am alive, you can only be a wandering ghost in this world." ” The man's voice revealed a crazy bloodthirsty feeling, and every word was cruel pleasure: "I want you to watch me dominate the world, stand on the top of the world, and trample the world under your feet, and you, nothing!"
” How much hatred does it have to be so unscrupulous after her death, but also to trample her under his feet, and the pleasure he gets from it can comfort the hatred in his heart.
This man, in this moment, is twisted.
The wind blew violently under the eaves, and Yan Jiuming, who was immersed in his resentment and couldn't extricate himself, didn't find that under the eaves outside at this moment, Chongmen Huan's wide eyes were full of resentment that was even stronger than him.
In this life and this life, if you don't kill Yan Jiuming, you can't comfort this life.
As if sensing the powerful killing intent in her, the person covering her mouth pulled her back continuously.
It retreated to the courtyard, under a rockery some distance from the palace.
There are green trees and shrubs on all sides, and the shadows of the trees look particularly depressed in the lightning and thunder.
The man covering her mouth let go of her, and the voice rang in her ears: "You saw everything, right?!"
” This is the unmistakable tone.
Chongmen Huan didn't have to look back, he knew who the woman standing behind her was.
"The concubine is so interested, she came to this Linglong Palace late at night!"
Shigemen turned her head slowly, and the resentment in her eyebrows and eyes was gone, and her face was not very clear when the rain poured down.