As Song Qingbai heard the noise in the well gradually becoming smaller and smaller, her heart sank. Her tone was full of pleading, but she could no longer get a response from the system.
Helpless... lonely... helpless... self-blame...
"Are you crying, little fool? If you want to live, kneel down and beg me, how about that?"
Seeing tears welling up in Song Qingbai's annoying fox eyes, Lou Xinyue became playful and sneered.
In the dark night, she held a whip in her hand, which emitted traces of lightning power, and she looked eerie and terrifying.
Song Qingbai gritted her teeth and refused to say a word, but her appearance only angered Lou Xinyue even more.
A whip with the power of thunder and lightning fell on Song Qingbai, instantly tore her skin and flesh.
If it weren't for the magic that controlled Song Qingbai's body, she would not have been able to stand up after being whipped.
"What? You won't beg for mercy? It seems my whip isn't strong enough!"
As Lou Xinyue spoke, she whipped Song Qingbai a few more times with great force. Song Qingbai spat out a few mouthfuls of blood and felt pain all over his body.
The pain was like being torn into pieces by a wild beast, as if every inch of skin was about to be torn into millions of pieces.
"If I whip you with this whip, your life will be in danger. Kneel down and beg for mercy."
There was a glimmer of cruelty in Lou Xinyue's eyes. At this moment, Song Qingbai, whose immobilization spell had been lifted, had already fallen to the ground.
She was covered in blood, her hair was disheveled, and there was no intact piece of skin left.
Song Qingbai lowered his head weakly, but his face still had an unyielding look.
"Haha, he's just a little fool, but he has such an expression on his face. It really makes me more excited. Interesting, really interesting. Since you don't want to beg for mercy, then I will think about it again..."
Lou Xinyue turned around slowly, her eyes fell on the well, and she chanted some incantations.
A stream of spiritual power transformed into a rope and sank into the well. In a moment, the rope wrapped around Ji Yunshen's waist and pulled him out.
With a bang, Ji Yunshen was thrown in front of Song Qingbai. He was soaked all over and his eyes were slightly closed.
His chest was still rising and falling, proving that he was still alive.
"You two losers are so lucky! You're still breathing after all this!"
Lou Xinyue looked at the two people on the ground coldly, and signaled two little followers to guard outside the yard.
"Brother Yunshen...Brother Yunshen..."
Song Qingbai coughed repeatedly. She crawled towards Ji Yunshen with all her strength, calling out anxiously.
"noob...."
Ji Yunshen opened his eyes slightly in confusion. Looking at Song Qingbai's face covered in blood, he wanted to raise his hand to wipe it off, but he couldn't muster any strength.
"It's true that he has deep feelings for me, but if you, Song Qingbai, don't kowtow and beg for mercy, then he will die."
Lou Xinyue walked slowly over, stepped on Ji Yunshen's chest, and regardless of Song Qingbai's murderous look, she squeezed and trampled on him fiercely.
“Cough cough cough…”
Ji Yunshen, who was already weak, could not withstand her trampling like this, and his breath instantly became weaker.
"Lou Xinyue...please...don't hurt him."
Song Qingbai had never hated someone so much before. She also hated her own incompetence. Seeing Ji Yunshen being trampled underfoot and unable to do anything, she was extremely painful.
Those lively fox eyes became increasingly hollow, and he simply spoke in a hoarse voice, accepting his fate.
"I thought you were so strong, but you're just this strong. What I want is for you to kneel down and beg for mercy, not something so insincere as this."
Lou Xinyue felt much better and spoke again.
Song Qingbai couldn't help but tremble all over. She tried hard to suppress the pain and not let her tears fall. Then she knelt on the ground with difficulty and kowtowed to Lou Xinyue for mercy.
"If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place? But, little fool, even if you beg for mercy, I still won't let him go... Hahaha..."
Lou Xinyue's chattering laughter was like spreading venom, eroding and toying with Song Qingbai's self-esteem.
"Die! You two losers!"
She raised her fingers slightly, condensing them into a sharp blade, and moved towards Song Qingbai's chest.
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