"Waaah..."
"Knock knock!"
Yue Qingling suffered a complete defeat.
Leng Feiran walked up to Huang Xinning, who was lying on the ground, and coldly kicked Huang Xinning's stomach.
"You're so despicable! Don't you even struggle in your dreams? Or did you always intend to do this?"
Huang Xinning clutched her stomach, curling her delicate body into a ball.
She felt helpless and ashamed, but also had a joy that she couldn't share with anyone.
The dream I just had...
Was it really a dream?
No, that's not a dream!
He must have done this to me when I was in seclusion with Yue Qingling!
Otherwise, why would the memory be so vivid?
Ugh, thinking about it now, it's so embarrassing...
Huang Xinning lay on the ground, afraid to recall the past, yet wanting to secretly remember it. Her face flushed with shyness and sweetness.
Leng Feiran stopped making a fuss and looked at Huang Xinning. Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into her mind.
Then, she emerged from the spiritual platform and looked at Yue Qingling, who was also struggling on the ground, without bothering to ask any further questions.
She quickly opened the picture of the beautiful woman and patted Yue Qingling's pretty face: "Speak!"
Then, with a mischievous grin, she said, "You put Huang Xinning in there!"
Yue Qingling felt completely weak; he felt as if he had just died once.
Channu added memories to Huang Xinning, and his feelings were completely real.
Moreover, this kind of torment is psychological.
Hearing Leng Feiran's instructions, he knew that the situation was hopeless.
He and Huang Xinning have been completely imprisoned.
Yue Qingling gave a bitter smile; he had no room for resistance whatsoever.
"Master, I'm sorry..."
Yue Qingling felt utterly useless because he couldn't protect his woman.
His pretty face turned deathly pale. He held the picture of the beautiful woman and pointed it at his chest.
Huang Xinning shed a few tears, but still smiled and said, "It's okay, Qingling, I don't blame you. As long as you're alright, it's worth dying for you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Huang Xinning's consciousness arrived on the painting.
Huang Xinning's figure appeared on the pristine white canvas.
"You two, master and disciple, have such a deep bond. I'm so envious."
Leng Feiran said sarcastically.
Yue Qingling didn't want to say a word to her. What's the point of communicating with a cleaver when you're just a fish on a cutting board?
But Leng Feiran wouldn't give up so easily. She snatched the painting of the beautiful woman, looked at the portrait on it, and said calmly, "What would happen if I put this painting on a fire?"
"don't want……"
Yue Qingling nervously tried to stop her.
"Oh? You care about her?"
Leng Feiran asked him, glancing sideways at him.
"yes."
Yue Qingling tilted her head and helplessly admitted it.
Does she care about you?
Yue Qingling did not answer.
"How about we give it a try?"
Leng Feiran hung a picture of a beautiful woman on the wall so that Huang Xinning could see Yue Qingling's appearance.
"Can you make her speak?" Leng Feiran asked Yue Qingling.
Yue Qingling sighed slightly as he manipulated the image of the beautiful woman, switching it to audio mode.
Huang Xinning's voice immediately came from the painting.
"Qingling, don't worry about me, don't agree to anything she says!"
You could tell that Huang Xinning was very anxious.
Leng Feiran smiled slightly and turned to look at Huang Xinning.
These two rivals are about to have their final showdown.
“Fairy Lingfei, since you can see and speak, I’d like to ask you for something.”
Leng Feiran moved her pubic hair, allowing Yue Qingling to move freely in preparation for the torture to come.
"What is it? If I give it to you, can you let it go?"
Huang Xinning quickly asked.
She would give him anything he wanted, as long as he stopped bullying Yue Qingling.
"Let him go? Heh, you're overthinking it."
You are his master, and I am also his master.
Besides, I became his master a few days before you did.
We were kindred spirits back then. If you want to destroy the Demonic Sect, you should destroy it too!
So you should say, "Let me let him go today!"
Leng Feiran's smile became ambiguous.
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