Qingluan arrived in the Demon Realm close to midnight on the second night. However, she was taken away by Shi Youmi's people as soon as she entered the Demon Realm's barrier.
When Shi Youmi's subordinates brought Qingluan to her palace, Shi Youmi was completely immersed in a pool of scarlet blood.
Dim lighting, a pool of crimson blood, and pale, bloodless skin. Coupled with the pervasive stench of blood in the air, terror swept over them like a tidal wave.
“Madam, I brought Qingluan here as soon as she arrived in the Demon Realm. It seems she wants to go find His Highness.”
Shi Youmi's men put a silk dress on her. When Shi Youmi stood up, scarlet blood beads rolled down her body. When Qingluan saw this, she lowered her head even further, and cold sweat seeped from her forehead.
Seeing this, Shi Youmi chuckled, wiped herself clean, and put on the silk dress, but the beautiful scenery underneath was not covered at all.
Walking up to Qingluan, he lifted her chin with his slender, cold fingers, forcing her to look up at him. Qingluan turned her head away forcefully, her body trembling uncontrollably.
"Smack—"
Shi Youmi didn't hold back, raising her hand and slapping Qingluan hard across the face. Her tone was mocking, "I picked you up and raised you, but you've only been with Jinheng for ten years, and you dare to look down on me?"
The slap was so powerful that the buzzing sound still echoed in Qingluan's ears. Blood trickled from the corner of her lips, and Shi Youmi smiled with satisfaction. He wiped Qingluan's lips with his fingertip, leaving a trace of warm blood.
She brought it to her lips and took a small bite, tilting her head slightly to look at Qingluan. "After going to the human realm, it tastes even sweeter."
"..."
One sentence was enough to finally break Qingluan. She pushed Shi Youmi away with all her might, but before she could make a further move, a long sword pierced her shoulder blade.
"ah!!"
Everyone has a fatal spot. Qingluan's weakness is her shoulder blade. Once injured there, she can no longer muster any strength.
Shi Youmi clicked her tongue and glanced at the blood gushing from Qingluan's wound. "Liangyu, get a bowl to catch it. Don't waste it."
"Yes, madam."
Liangyu quickly placed a clean bowl in front of Qingluan, but Qingluan stood upright, and the blood that gushed out was completely absorbed by her clothes.
In this way, not a single drop could be collected. Liang Yu's face turned gloomy, and she kicked Qing Luan hard in the back of the knee. She swayed, but still refused to kneel down.
Shi Youmi forcefully pulled the sword out, then refused to look at Qingluan again. "Qingluan, you are still just a worthless life. Don't think that escaping from me means you are free."
After saying these words, Shi Youmi walked to her bedside and fell asleep in the dim light.
The pain of a sword being pulled out of the shoulder blade is immense, completely different from the feeling of it being thrust in—it's double the pain!
Even though Qingluan was trembling with pain, she still stood up straight. Finally, Liangyu reached out and forcefully dug into the wound on her shoulder blade, his sharp nails sinking into her flesh.
pain……
A painful spasm!
Taking advantage of Qingluan's pale face from the pain, Liangyu kicked her in the back of the knee, finally forcing Qingluan to kneel down.
A large rock then landed on her leg, preventing her from getting up.
Liangyu pressed Qingluan's entire upper body down so that it would be easier for her to draw blood!
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