Chapter 413

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It was a silent, dark place, without a single ray of light. Mu Jiao, suppressing her fear, groped in the darkness. Suddenly, she saw a red light in the distance. She ran towards it as if she had found a lifeline...

When she reached the red light, Mu Jiao's face was filled with joy as she walked into it with a relaxed pace...

She saw a familiar figure in the red light. It was Brother Qi. He was also looking in her direction, smiling gently and opening his arms towards him. Mu Jiao was delighted. Thinking of her experiences during this period, her eyes reddened and she ran eagerly towards Huo Qi in the distance...

After running a few steps, her feet became heavier and heavier, and it felt like something was sticking to her with every step. Mu Jiao looked down and found that her feet were covered in blood, and what was flowing everywhere on the ground was blood, sticky scarlet blood.

She suppressed her screams and looked up, wanting to call for help from Brother Qi in the distance. But when she looked up again, she saw people all around her being tortured to death. Their faces were hideous and distorted. Some had just had their flesh peeled off, while others had already exposed their bones...

She frantically looked in the direction where Brother Qi had just stood, and finally saw the familiar figure. He was still there...

"Brother Qi!" Mu Jiao patted the man's back, not understanding why he ignored her cry for help.

The man turned his head.

"Little idiot, I'm not your Brother Qi." Jing Li had a wicked smile on his face and stretched out his hand covered in blood towards her neck...

"Ah——" The girl cried softly, her almond-shaped eyes opened, full of fear, and she sat up on the bed with rapid breathing.

After a moment, Mu Jiao realized that everything that had just happened was a dream. She calmed her breath a little and groped in the darkness with her trembling hands to turn on the small bedside lamp.

The warm light in the room lit up, dispelling the fear in Mu Jiao's heart. Recalling the nightmares that had just come one after another, she had no desire to sleep and dared not close her eyes.

Mu Jiao hugged her knees and curled up against the headboard. This was the first time she had been alone in several days. Without any other distractions, she could be less nervous and have a moment of peace.

For Mu Jiao, who had been an ordinary person for two lifetimes, today's fight was bloody and terrifying to her unprecedentedly, especially the "thousand cuts" that she witnessed up close, which was more terrifying than the ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty. Mu Jiao was so scared by the screams that were so miserable.

Recalling those people's hideous faces, bloody bodies, and the pile of human bones, Mu Jiao couldn't help but curl up tighter.

So many people were lying on the ground in all directions, with blood flowing all over the ground beneath them. The living people did not feel sad at all about the death of their fellow human beings, but instead cheered for joy.

sad.

But for Mu Jiao, what she cares more about is that the person who makes the rules here will be His Royal Highness the Second Prince of the Empire, her brother Qi.

Perhaps these people are truly guilty of heinous crimes. Mu Jiao sniffed with a blocked nose, thinking of that person who always had such warmth around him, and an indescribable feeling spread in her heart.

It’s like someone you have always known very well, but suddenly you discover that he seems to have a side that you don’t know about, a side that is very different from the one you know.

Mu Jiao buried her face in her knees. She thought, even so, he also had a less gentle side, and she liked Huo Qi very much. No matter what, he was very good to her, and that was enough.