"I'll give you the antidote. Will you stop killing me if I give it to you?" Qing Lian's hair was disheveled and she smiled crazily, "I won't give it to you. Your good disciple will be buried with me today!"
Yan Zening tore off Qing Lian's left leg, "Aren't you going to give it to me?"
"Who do you think I am? If you want to torture me, go ahead. If I can say a word, I will be struck by lightning and die."
Yan Zening said: "Your bones seem to be harder than those two people." He said, slowly tearing off Qing Lian's hands.
Qing Lian remained silent as she said.
At this time, Chi Yu, who was lying on the ground, spit out another mouthful of blood. Yan Zening walked over, half-lying and patted her cheek, calling her name.
Chi Yu was unconscious. He just grabbed the corner of Yan Zening's clothes and kept shouting that it hurt.
Qing Lian laughed loudly, "She was almost hurt to death by my poison."
Yan Zening felt as if he had been fished out of an ice cave. He gently untied Chi Yu's hand holding the corner of his clothes, walked over quickly, grabbed Qing Lian's hair, and dragged her to the dressing table, letting her face face the dressing table. Bronze mirror.
Qing Lian panicked, she didn't know what Yan Zening would do.
Yan Zening picked up the hairpin in front of the dressing table, and while Qing Lian struggled hard, he scratched her cheek hard.
In the mirror, there was a bright red streak on that beautiful face, and blood slipped from it. Qing Lian stared at the mirror in disbelief, and screamed, "How dare you hurt my face, ah - I'm going to kill you!"
"I am going to kill you!"
However, Qing Lian, whose limbs were broken, had no ability to resist at all. Yan Zening stopped her as easily as he suppressed ants.
"Look at the mirror." Yan Zening said softly, "Next, you will have two, three, or four scars on your face. I will not use hairpins anymore, I will use my sword, one sword after another. Paddling up slowly.”
"Then, your face will be covered with dense sword marks made by me. Guess whether those men like your face or you as a person. When the time comes, they will only think about your disfigured body when they see it. Vomit."
"You don't want to end up like this, give me the antidote."
Qing Lian's eyes flashed with deep hatred, "Very good, very good."
She couldn't accept that she was no longer beautiful, and she couldn't accept that she was seen by others when she was no longer beautiful, especially the man she had a good relationship with.
Qing Lian compromised and told Yan Zening the location of the antidote.
Yan Zening took out the antidote from the cabinet beside the bed. The antidote was in a white jade bottle. He poured out a pill and let Qing Lian take it.
Qing Lianhao's action of swallowing the medicine without hesitation made Yan Zening slightly relieved. After waiting for two quarters of an hour, Qing Lianhao didn't feel any discomfort before he gave Chi Yu a pill.
Chi Yu gradually stopped complaining about pain, and Yan Zening sat beside her, waiting for her quietly.
An hour later, Chi Yu faintly woke up.
"Master..." She opened her eyes and saw Yan Zening beside her.
"What's wrong with you?"
"No." Chi Yu raised his upper body and touched his neck.
Yan Zening lowered his head slightly, "That's good." Then he stood up and walked towards Qing Lian, Qing Lian closed his eyes:
"Come on, give me a good time."
Carrying Chi Yu on his back, Yan Zening smiled softly, happily, how could it be possible, so he said something in Qing Lian's ear.
After hearing this, Qing Lian was extremely angry and reached out to grab Yan Zening with a ferocious expression, "If you dare to do that, I will never let you go."
She grabbed her hair and screamed frantically, "You lied to me!"
She was like a drowning person grabbing the last life-saving straw. Yes, Xinxiang, she had Xinxiang. The shop owner would avenge her, he would definitely do it. With this thought, she, like the third child, bit off the straw. The fragrance of the letter in the mouth.
That sword...no...
Qing Lian shed tears before being stabbed through the throat by Yan Zening.
She is dead.
Chi Yu watched Qing Lian's body fall to the ground, facing her, looking at her without closing her eyes. The spring in Qing Lian's eyes was extinguished, leaving behind a dead, lifeless winter.
For some reason, Chi Yu felt sad.
She stood up against the pillar and wanted to collect Qing Lian's body.
Unexpectedly, Yan Zening squatted down and stabbed Qing Lian's body with a few swords in the fatal parts. After confirming that he was dead, he grabbed Qing Lian's hair and dragged him out of the room.
Regardless of his still sore body, Chi Yu quickly ran to Yan Zening to stop him, "Master, what do you want to do?"
"Hang her body on the city wall." Yan Zening replied.
Chi Yu was puzzled, "She is dead, why did you do this?"
"Why?" Yan Zening repeated Chi Yu's words, "Because she insulted me before, what's wrong with me coming back in revenge?"
"I want to carve a word on her face - Yicui Lou Jingnu Qingpian."
"What?" Chi Yu couldn't believe her ears. The master actually said such words. Is the person in front of him the master?
"Master... do you know what you are talking about? You can kill Qing Lian, or you can take revenge on Qing Lian, but you cannot insult her after death in this way."
"Why not?" Yan Zening tilted his head slightly, puzzled by Chi Yu's words, "She is just a ****."
Now that you have done it, how can you still think that you can retain your dignity? What good results can come from people who are willing to fall?
"Chi Yu, get out of the way." Yan Zening's tone was slightly warning, and after a while, he said more calmly:
"You go and rest now. I'll come back to you after I finish the work."
"No, Master." Chi Yu shook his head, "Put down Qing Lian's body and I will collect it for her."
Yan Zening smiled, "Come and collect her body, she almost let you die here."
Chi Yu spread his arms, "So what, she's dead now, you shouldn't do this to her."
Although she regards her master as a relative, she will not obey him in everything. If there are conflicts between the two parties, they still have to talk about it, and they still have to quarrel.
"So what if she is a lonely girl? Isn't a lonely girl a human being?"
Ji Nu, is she a human? Isn't it just a fun thing? Hold it when you are happy, drop your hand when you are unhappy, let it fall, and watch a gorgeous farce, Yan Zening lowered his eyelids and thought casually.
What's wrong with engraving something with its own function and name? Is this an insult?
Chi Yu is indeed a little strange sometimes.
Yan Zening had no response to Chi Yu's words.
Chi Yu continued: "Isn't it because there are needs for lonely girls in this world? Those young men who go to lonely girls to have fun are not doing it to satisfy their own needs. Most people who become lonely girls do not do so voluntarily. If they could live a good life, who would make such a choice?"
Yan Zening frowned, "It's not voluntary? Why aren't they voluntary? Since they don't want to be a lonely girl, the moment they are forced to become a maid, they should just die and die to make their ambition clear. Whoever survives is not voluntary. "
"What?!" Chi Yu was stunned and speechless for a moment.
What is this: "Starving to death is a small thing, but losing integrity is the biggest thing." Why can he say this?
This was the first time that Chi Yu felt a little shock from feudal society.
Just when Chi Yu was stunned, Yan Zening avoided Chi Yu and dragged Qing Lian's body out of the room.
Chi Yu quickly chased after her and grabbed Yan Zening's sleeve, "Master, don't leave. I beg you, please let her go."
Yan Zening turned around and said, "Chi Yu, why do you say these ridiculous things? Things like concubines and concubines that can be bought and sold are not human beings. Isn't this a well-known thing?"
Yan Zening felt irritable, pulled his sleeves, and Chi Yu accidentally fell to the ground.
Yan Zening paused, moved his lips, and finally dragged the body out.
When Chi Yu stood up, Yan Zening could no longer be seen. She hurriedly hurriedly and slowly, relying on the moonlight, finally found Yan Zening by the city wall.
Looking down, the body was gone.
Looking up, Qing Lian was hanging on the city wall. The moon was gradually shrouded in dark clouds, and the bright moonlight became dim, but through the moonlight, Chi Yu could vaguely see that there were indeed words engraved on her face.
Exactly what Yan Zening said.
An anger welled up spontaneously, but it was not directed at Yan Zening, and she couldn't explain why.
The guards on the city wall were all asleep, leaning against the wall and snoring softly.
Chi Yu was poisoned, her body had not recovered, and there was no spiritual energy in her body, so she could not use spells.
She climbed up the tree beside the city wall, hoping to use the height of the tree to rescue Qing Lian.
"Chi Yu." Yan Zening called her under the tree, "Come down."
Chi Yu lowered her head. From her perspective, Yan Zening's face was obscured by the moonlight.
She didn't listen to him and reached out to pull the rope off Qing Lian's hand, but her foot crooked and she fell from the tree and hit the ground.
After falling, Chi Yu quickly went to see the guard. The guard was still snoring and sleeping soundly. Only then did Chi Yu feel relieved and climbed up the tree for the second time, regardless of the injured leg.
After learning the lesson from the first time, Chi Yu became more careful and fumbled bit by bit to untie the rope from Qing Lian's hand.
After the rope was loosened, Qing Lian's body fell down, knocking Chi Yu off the tree. Then one person and one corpse were smashed into a ball on the ground, and Chi Yu became a flesh mat for Qing Lian's body.
The guard was not dead. After two loud noises, he finally woke up.
"who?"
Seeing that something was not going well, Chi Yu picked up Qing Lian's body and ran away. Passing by Yan Zening, she even reminded him.
"Master, run away quickly. It will be difficult to explain if you are caught."
Seeing that Yan Zening didn't seem to hear her, Chi Yu had no choice but to hold Yan Zening with one hand and Qing Lian with the other, and hurriedly limped out of the city.
