Fan Yitong was being dragged and he shouted in panic.
"Go ahead, cut this fool into pieces first."
"By the way... let me see if my sister, who puts love above all else, will feel bad."
Murong Yue played with the exquisite armor in her hand and smiled leisurely.
"Murong Yue, no, you can't!"
"Bah! You vicious woman, let him go! If you have any grudges, come to me!"
Xu Shilin spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed angrily.
Murong Yue was not annoyed when she heard this. She waved her hand lightly, and immediately a jailer came forward with a big saw.
“Hula, hula…”
"Ah! Ah, mother, help me..." The sound of a saw cutting through muscles and bones was heard.
Blood foam splattered everywhere and wailing continued.
"Stop, stop! Murong Yue, stop it now!"
"No matter how much you hate me, the child is innocent!"
"He is your nephew, please let him go!"
After all, it was the child I gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy.
When Xu Shilin saw Fan Yitong being tortured like this, his heart was broken.
Murong Yue remained unmoved upon hearing this.
She waved again gently.
The jailer chopped off one of Fan Yitong's legs, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.
The immense pain caused Fan Yitong's head to tilt and he fainted completely.
"Ah! Murong Yue, you vicious bitch!" Seeing that Fan Yitong's life or death was unknown, Xu Shilin was desperate.
"Murong Yue, you are so vicious and cruel, no wonder mother abandoned you!"
"Why have you always treated me so coldly, even going so far as to snatch the emperor away from me? It's nothing but jealousy."
"Murong Yue, from the beginning to the end, you have been jealous of me. You are jealous that I was spoiled by my mother since I was a child. You are jealous that I received all the love from my mother, right?"
Xu Shilin screamed like crazy.
"You deserve it, Murong Yue, you deserve it!"
"A vicious and cruel woman like you was born unworthy of everyone's love!"
"So what if His Majesty loves you deeply?"
"Emperors have always been fickle. How long will his sincerity towards you last? Hahahaha..."
"Murong Yue, I curse you to die a miserable death. Even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go!"
Xu Shilin roared and cursed like a madman.
"You still have the energy to curse, it seems you are in good spirits!"
"You guys, go up and tell her to shut up!"
Murong Yue glanced coldly, and immediately a jailer walked towards Xu Shilin with a pair of large tweezers.
…
On the other side, in Yikun Palace, Jiang Tiantian was holding a bottle of milk leisurely.
Suddenly, her heart moved slightly.
[Huh? Fan Yitong, the bully, is being tortured and killed?]
【It would be better for him to be more sober at this moment. 】
[Let him feel the pain of those innocent children he slaughtered. After all, blood debt can only be repaid with blood!]
Jiang Tiantian once brought divine punishment on Fan Yitong and could clearly sense everything he had suffered.
[Hey, Fan Yitong, you damn bully! ]
[Next, I hope you can feel this pain clearly and deeply!]
Jiang Tiantian thought in her heart and waved her little hand slightly.
In the sky prison, Fan Yitong, whose consciousness was in a state of confusion, twitched violently.
"Hiss~ Where am I, young master?"
"Ah! Why does it hurt so much!"
"Oh, I remember now. That stinky girl Jiang Xinlan actually attacked me. I will never let her go!"
Fan Yitong woke up and started cursing.
"Xiao, Xiaobao, you, you, you, are still alive? Have you regained your sanity?"
At this moment, Xu Shilin's tendons in his hands and feet were all removed, and even the nails of his ten fingers were pulled out alive, and blood was dripping down.
"Hmm?" The familiar voice made Fan Yitong slightly stunned.
He wanted to get up, but found that he had no strength at all.
In the end, he could only try hard to turn over, but with a "bang", he fell off the tiger bench.
“Ah~ah~hiss!”
The piercing pain made Fan Yitong's face distorted.
Only then did he hurriedly look around and realized that he was in a secret room.
On the walls of the secret room hung countless torture instruments stained with blood.
Some of them seemed to be very old, and the bloodstains had long turned dark brown.
All of this is not unfamiliar to Fan Yitong.
He lacked his mother's company since childhood, and his father Fan Shijie indulged in sensual pleasures all year round, beating and scolding him. Over time, he began to become a playboy.
But as time went on, he was no longer satisfied with physical satisfaction.
He prefers to see people with expressions of pain and despair.
Therefore, he liked to rob women the most. First, he would watch them enjoy themselves in despair under him, and finally kill them, watching the life in their eyes fade away bit by bit.
But he never imagined that one day he would become a fish on the chopping board.
"Who is it? Who is it? Let me go!"
Fan Yitong endured the excruciating pain and struggled, but found that one of her feet was locked with a heavy iron chain.
As for the other foot, it had already completely disappeared from the thigh, as if it had been cut off by something sharp.
"Oh, Xu Shilin, your silly son is quite lucky. He is still alive."
"In that case, I will definitely treat him well this time."
Murong Yue, who was sitting nearby, saw the unconscious Fan Yitong waking up and struggling to escape. The smile on her lips became more and more terrifying.
She winked at the jailer.
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