Chapter 421 Wan'an Kills His Parents
Wan'an's hoarse roar reverberated in the narrow cell, causing the old rust on the iron bars to flake off and mix into the damp and cold air.
His red eyes were fixed on Liu Qing. What was surging in them was not only raging rage, but also the excruciating pain of being completely betrayed by his closest relatives and having his lifelong beliefs shattered.
The four words "worse than pigs and dogs" instantly pierced Liu Qing's last bit of hope.
The pitiful hope on her face instantly twisted and shattered, turning into dead despair.
His body was shaking violently like a sieve, his lips moved in vain, but no sound came out, only broken sobs came out of his throat.
Wan An stared at her intently, and the last trace of deep-buried tenderness belonging to a brother in his eyes finally disappeared completely.
He stopped talking, his Adam's apple rolling with difficulty.
Then, he slowly pulled out a roll of dazzlingly white stuff from his wide sleeves.
It's Bai Ling.
Liu Qing's pupils suddenly shrank into needle points, and the fear of dying made her heart tighten.
"No…Brother…No! You can't—!"
She dragged her wounded body and used her hands and feet to shuffle frantically into the corner.
He tried to rub himself into the cold and damp stone wall behind him, as if the rough stone could be the final barrier.
"I'm your biological sister! Second brother! Watch me! You can't kill me with your own hands! You can't--!"
Wan'an's movements did not pause at all.
He approached step by step and opened the cell door.
The subtle sound of the mechanism in the dead silence of the cell was more frightening than thunder from the sky.
The thick and indissoluble smell of blood hit him in the face, but he seemed not to hear it.
His eyes were fixed on the figure huddled in the corner, his face distorted by extreme fear.
Every step felt like stepping on a red-hot iron, heavy and painful.
Every step taken is accompanied by the silent wail of a torn soul, yet also carries a determination to move towards destruction.
Liu Qing completely collapsed.
The instinct for survival overwhelmed all reason. She used her hands and feet to try to crawl out of the shadow cast by Wan'an, crying and begging for mercy incoherently.
"Have mercy! Second brother, I was wrong! I was really wrong! I won't dare to do it again! Ah——! Let me go!"
Wan An had already walked in front of her and knelt on one knee.
He pressed his knee hard against Liu Qing's lower back, pressing her firmly against the cold and dirty ground.
The roll of plain white satin in his hand unfolded, and one end was wrapped around Liu Qing's slender and fragile neck.
The other end was tightly grasped in Wan'an's own vein-filled hand.
The moment the cold touch of the white silk touched her skin, Liu Qing's body suddenly stiffened.
She twisted her body like a fish out of water, kicking the ground with her feet in vain.
Wan'an's eyes were red, as if blood was about to drip.
He tightly gripped the two ends of the white silk with his hands, and strangled it with all his strength!
"Uh-huh..."
All of Liu Qing's begging and struggling came to an abrupt end.
Her eyeballs suddenly bulged out, and her throat was compressed by the huge force, so she could only make short and broken hoarse sounds.
His face quickly turned from pale to a terrifying purple, and his tongue stuck out uncontrollably.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
In the dim cell, there was only the subtle sound of flesh rubbing against tough silk.
And Liu Qing's increasingly weak and desperate struggle.
Big, hot tears rolled down Wan'an's eyes and hit Liu Qing's messy black hair, leaving dark wet marks.
But he still clenched his teeth and continued to use all his strength with his hands.
His knuckles were white and trembling from the exertion.
The white silk was deeply embedded in the flesh of Liu Qing's neck, and the bluish-purple color had spread out hideously.
Just when the last bit of light in Liu Qing's eyes was about to be completely extinguished and torn apart -
"stop!"
An urgent shout suddenly split the suffocating breath of death in the cell!
Immediately afterwards, several bright torches instantly poured into the small space.
The dazzling light violently tore through the original darkness, revealing the tragic scene in the corner.
As the light and shadows swayed violently, two figures appeared at the door with unquestionable majesty and deep anxiety.
Wen Li'er looked at the thrilling scene in front of her in shock and shouted:
"Wan'an! Let go! Do you want to kill your family in public?!"
The familiar voice, like a cold lightning, struck Wan'an's mind which was almost swallowed by despair and madness.
His whole body trembled violently, his red eyes subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and the strength in his hands loosened involuntarily.
Liu Qing's body suddenly softened and she collapsed to the ground, erupting into heart-wrenching coughs and greedy, blood-foamy gasps.
Wan'an looked at his hands stained with tears and blood, then at Liu Qing who was dying on the ground. The huge pain and shame overwhelmed him like a tsunami.
He squatted on the ground, letting out an extremely suppressed cry like a dying beast, then burst into tears, his shoulders shaking violently.
"Your Majesty..."
Tears streamed down his face, his voice was hoarse and broken, and he kowtowed heavily in the direction of Wen Li'er.
"This slave... this slave is ashamed!"
"It was I who brought this evil creature into the palace. Please have mercy and take her in!"
"I failed to discipline her properly, allowing her to harbor evil intentions. She even dared to covet the majesty of heaven and commit this heinous crime that is punishable by death!"
"This slave... This slave deserves to die! This slave only hopes that in the next life, I can still be a slave and serve you to atone for my sins..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed himself in the heart without hesitation!
"Wan'an, don't--!" Wen Li'er screamed, her soul flying away.
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