Chapter 148: Dark Fairy Tale, Cinderella Makes a Deal with the Devil (6)
"Now, let me teach this annoying sister Rilla a lesson and vent your anger for you."
Anastasia's tone turned cold, and the whip in her hand was ready to move.
Shen Yuan blinked and asked in confusion
"Why are you venting your anger on me?"
"Nonsense, if you hadn't used the whip to teach her a lesson, would your hand have been injured, you idiot?"
Shen Yuan fell into silence.
This logic sounds abnormal, but it also seems to make some sense.
Anastasia had nothing to say to her stupid sister. She simply ignored Shen Yuan and picked up the whip and swung it at Cinderella on the ground.
“Bang!”
The whip kicked up a cloud of dust on the ground, blinding Cinderella's eyes.
She bit her lip timidly, stepped back, and leaned her back against the cold wall.
Anastasia raised the whip and lashed it out.
"ah!"
A tearing pain came from her arm, and Cinderella's face turned pale with pain, and she rolled around in a panic.
“No! It hurts! It hurts so much…”
She burst into tears and sobbed continuously, but she could not arouse any sympathy from Anastasia.
"ah!"
After a few more fierce whippings, Cinderella's body soon began to ooze glaring blood, which soaked her dirty clothes and a large area of the floor.
She ran away crying, her breathing very weak, like a poor rose with a broken branch.
Chen Yuan hardly dared to look any further, her wet eyes trembling with fear at the tragic scene, her crimson lips slightly parted, specks of water on them, like newly ripe cherries on a tree.
[Ding! The capture character's badness value has increased by 10%, currently at 20%! Please pay attention, host!]
A sudden reminder sound rang in her mind, and Shen Yuan was so frightened that her breathing stopped and she couldn't speak.
Her eyes suddenly narrowed and she looked around in fear.
All I could see was dry firewood and some broken junk. There was no place to hide anyone.
But Chen Yuan didn't dare to let his guard down. A layer of cold sweat broke out on his back and his scalp was numb.
Who is the character in the strategy game?
Why does the badness value soar when you see Cinderella being beaten?
Could it be that...
He was Cinderella's admirer, so when he saw her being beaten, he wanted to kill the culprit, himself?
The more Chen Yuan thought about it, the more possible it seemed, and a chill unconsciously spread across the soles of his feet.
If Anastasia is allowed to continue bullying Cinderella, will the target of the strategy kill her directly?
In order to save his own life, Shen Yuan rushed forward and hugged Anastasia's arm.
"Dusula? What are you doing suddenly rushing up to me? Let go!"
Anastasia was startled by her sudden movement and quickly retracted the whip for fear of hurting her.
"Don't let go!"
Shen Yuan shook his head in fear and hugged Anastasia's arm tightly.
"What are you crazy about?"
Anastasha was almost mad at her silly sister.
Shen Yuan frowned delicately, trying to maintain the tone of Little White Flower, and said softly
"Don't hit Ella. If father comes back and sees it, he'll be angry."
Anastasia didn't care. "Don't worry, my father doesn't like Cinderella at all. He would rather we beat her to death so that we can turn her out of sight and out of mind."
Hearing these words, Cinderella lying on the ground had a gloomy look in her eyes, as well as a viciousness that did not belong to her age.
Look, everyone knows that the Duke named Elas doesn't like his daughter at all. He wishes she would die soon so that he can go find his ex-wife who died of a strange disease.
No matter what Anastasia said, Shen Yuan refused to let go.
She had very little strength, and her face was flushed red. The soft flesh of her cheeks pressed against Anastasia's arm, looking very cute.
"If you don't want to loosen it, then don't loosen it. Anyway, don't hit Rilla."
Anastasia had no choice but to yell helplessly
"Okay! I won't hit her anymore. Let go and don't hurt yourself. If you tell mother about it later, I won't be able to bear it."
She forcefully pried Shen Yuan's hands apart, rolled her eyes at Cinderella lying on the ground, and then walked out of the woodshed.
It seems that he has some sister-con traits.
Shen Yuan pulled the corner of his mouth almost imperceptibly, and then glanced at Cinderella lying on the ground.
"What are you still standing there for? Go get some medicine for you!"
Anastasia's urging voice came from outside the door.
Shen Yuan said "OK", then took out a clean handkerchief from her dress pocket and handed it to Cinderella.
"You're covered in blood, wipe it off."
Cinderella narrowed her eyes and stared at Shen Yuan, as if trying to see something from her face.
Chen Yuan blinked innocently, then gave her a sweet smile.
Her beautiful eyes were now curved into a crescent shape, and she was smiling brightly. The soft flesh on both sides of her cheeks was also faintly pink.
[Ding! The target's badness value has increased by 5%, and is currently at 25%!]
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Chen Yuan's smile froze on the corner of his mouth, then he stuffed the handkerchief into Cinderella's palm, turned around neatly, and fled.
Damn, if you can’t afford to offend her, can’t you just hide away?
With Chen Yuan's departure, the dirty and deserted woodshed suddenly fell into deathly silence.
The blood on Cinderella's body had slowly dried up and stained the torn fabric of her clothes, making her look miserable.
pain.,.
Her whole body ached. Her arms, which had been whipped, felt a burning sensation, and she couldn't stop trembling in pain.
Cinderella was already weak, and now due to excessive blood loss, her face was extremely pale and she felt dizzy.
She bit her lower lip and looked at her palm, which contained a white silk handkerchief.
The handkerchief exuded a strong rose scent. It was very clean and white without a single stain. However, when Cinderella pinched it, it was stained with thick black blood.
It seemed as if she had soiled her handkerchief.
Cinderella suddenly pulled the corners of her mouth and grinned wildly.
"Dusulah...Anastasia...Blanchette..."
She seemed to be possessed by a demon, her throat hoarse as she called out the names of the three people.
The broken voice was filled with hatred so thick that it almost destroyed everything.
How ironic...
Dusula was pitied just because a finger was cut by a whip.
And she was so badly bruised by the whip that there was not a single piece of healthy flesh on her body.
Who would feel sorry for her? No one...
Cinderella's eyes gradually became sinister and cold.
She clenched the white handkerchief tightly, and veins bulged on the back of her blood-stained hand.
The shadow in the corner slowly condensed into a strange and cold black shadow.
It laughs softly, with a harsh, unpleasant voice.
"Look, how miserable he is."
The moment Cinderella saw the shadow, she could no longer suppress her crazy malice and roared hoarsely.
"Kill Dusula for me! Kill her for me!"
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