Chapter 446 Disgusting Heart

Qin Zhaoyue rolled her eyes in annoyance, her tone full of disgust.

"What are you yelling about, useless second brother."

Qin Jingheng was almost choked by her words. The breath was stuck in his chest, unable to go up or down.

However, immediately afterwards, the huge shock of surviving the disaster and the complex emotions of suddenly seeing my relatives suddenly burst out, and tears suddenly burst out, completely uncontrollable.

He was already in deep despair and became a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

At this moment, he was saved from a desperate situation and saw his blood-related sister. The emotional impact he felt was beyond words.

"Um... Zhaoyue... Second brother, I... um..."

He sobbed uncontrollably, and all his past calculations, ambitions, grievances, and fears seemed to burst out in his tears. He cried like a child weighing over 200 pounds.

Qin Jingheng's crying stopped abruptly, as if an invisible hand had strangled his throat.

He suddenly realized that he was far from out of danger and was still in a dangerous situation. Any emotional release was a luxury.

"Sixth sister, I've been drugged by her and can't move."

"I know, I know." Qin Zhaoyue said in a flat tone, standing there motionless.

She was carrying the Queen on her back, so naturally she wouldn't go forward herself.

Chu Xinglan stepped forward silently, moved his fingertips slightly, and stuffed a pill emitting a clear medicinal fragrance into Qin Jingheng's mouth.

Yinzhe was well prepared, and all kinds of secret elixirs made by Xuanjiwei were available.

The effect of the medicine was extremely significant. After just a moment, Qin Jingheng felt a warm current rising from his dantian.

The weakness in all limbs and bones was quickly dispelled, and the long-lost sense of strength was returning little by little.

After regaining some strength, he couldn't wait to try to stand up.

"Sixth sister, there are still poisonous insects in my body!"

Thinking of the terrifying feeling that pierced his heart and bones, he couldn't help but tremble.

"I know," Qin Zhaoyue's voice came from a distance, with undisguised disdain.

"So, can you please stay away from me? I'm disgusting."

Qin Jingheng: “…”

The foot that had just been raised suddenly stopped in place.

Watching Xiaoliu silently retreat to a farther corner, the unfeigned look of disgust on his face was like an ice-cold needle, piercing his heart and causing it to ache.

His heart aches...

Jiang Wuya and Chu Xinglan had already walked to the black cage and stopped two steps away.

Qin Zhaoyue's mind moved slightly, and he cancelled the "punishment".

Faced with the pressure from the two second-grade masters, Ayaduo's heart was agitated, her throat felt sweet, and another mouthful of blood came up.

However, the blood did not fall to the ground, but instead strangely floated in the air.

Not only that, even the pool of blood that she had initially splattered on the floor tiles seemed to be grabbed by an invisible force.

All her blood was stripped out and gathered in one place.

As if an invisible hand was carefully controlling it, the blood was rapidly condensed and eventually turned into a dark red blood bead, removing all impurities.

Then, the blood bead squeezed out from the broken window flexibly as if it had life.

Suddenly it flew towards the dark flower garden in the distance and disappeared.

Ayaduo witnessed all this, and her chest, which had been heaving violently, slowly calmed down, and the last bit of unwillingness and longing in her eyes was completely annihilated.

The last bit of hope of using blood to perform secret techniques was completely cut off.

The one who took action was Chu Xinglan.

She guarded the royal armory all year round, read all the martial arts secrets in the world and even many unconventional biographies and anecdotes, and knew a thing or two about the strange and vicious witchcraft in southern Xinjiang.

There are many secret methods that use one's own essence and blood to achieve mutual destruction or transmit messages.

What's more, the other party is a saint of noble status, and she has been secretly on guard against her.

At this moment, the long sword in her hand had been handed out silently, and the cold and sharp tip of the sword was firmly placed on Ayaduo's slender neck.

One more step forward and blood will splatter five steps away.

"Spare his life!"

Qin Jingheng didn't dare to get close, so he could only shout from a distance.

Ayaduo smiled when she heard this, her smile was as beautiful as a flower, and her lips, which were stained even more red by the blood, curved into a strange arc.

She tilted her head, her eyes passing over the sword in front of her neck, looking at the two second-level masters in front of her, with a strange mocking tone:

"You... can definitely remove the poisonous insect from his body?"

The art of witchcraft is very different from the martial arts of the Central Plains and is deeply rooted in the clan traditions of the dense forests of southern Xinjiang.

Even with the vastness of the royal arsenal, the records of it are mostly superficial.

It would probably not be easy to completely remove the poison planted by the saint.

Qin Zhaoyue thought to herself that perhaps it would be possible with her special true qi combined with merit points, but even if it was feasible, she had no intention of trying it.

The merit points were precious, but she and her second brother didn't have much of a brother-sister relationship, not to mention...

Huh~~~

Qin Zhaoyue felt physically uncomfortable when he thought of the wriggling insects.

It was obvious that the second brother had been "contaminated" and she was too lazy to touch him.

Jiang Wuya and Chu Xinglan did not reply, because they were not the ones who could make the decision here.

Qin Zhaoyue's cold voice came from a distance, without any emotion:

"If we can't get rid of them, then don't. We have nine brothers and sisters, so one less won't make a difference.

"If we turn around and say that the Saintess of Southern Border murdered the Second Prince, and we march south in the name of justice to quell the rebellion and exact revenge, wouldn't that be perfect?"

No! Not perfect at all!

Qin Jingheng has been physically and mentally devastated during this period, and his heart is very fragile.

Although he knew that this was most likely a negotiation tactic and he couldn't show his weakness, his cheek muscles still twitched uncontrollably.

But...is this really just a negotiation?

Xiaoliu...she shouldn't really be planning to give up on herself, right?

Hiss... With his limited understanding of this imperial sister, he was completely unable to be sure!

Ayaduo obviously also thought this was a bargaining chip and sneered:

"If that's the case, why don't you take action?"

"I'll give you a chance." Qin Zhaoyue's voice remained calm.

"Immediately retrieve the poisonous insect from Second Brother, truthfully inform him of all our family's arrangements here, and persuade the various tribes in Southern Xinjiang to submit and be incorporated into the Dagan territory."

Ayaduo was completely stunned. Was this giving her a chance? She even laughed out loud out of anger:

"Hahaha... then what? After doing all this, I'll be killed mercilessly by you?"

Qin Zhaoyue shook his head: "If you don't do it, you will die now."

Before Ayaduo could speak again, Qin Zhaoyue showed his impatience and spoke in a firm tone, leaving no room for maneuver:

"If you don't agree, we will destroy your cultivation, but we will spare your life so that you can see with your own eyes the consequences of refusing.

Starting tomorrow, my three brothers and sisters will go deep into southern Xinjiang.

No matter how big or small the village was, no matter whether they were old, weak, women or children, they would kill anyone they saw and burn any forest they saw, leaving no chicken or dog alive.

Since you are unwilling to submit, Southern Xinjiang... has no need to continue to exist."