Chapter 610 (1/2)

When doing these things, Ji Qingxue seemed to be very skilled without any hesitation.

Seeing this, even the shadow Xuan, who was watching, couldn't help frowning.

Ji Qingxue's move is really... Insidious.

——The best policy is to attack the heart.

Ji Qingxue didn't know why, but he did it subconsciously.

The sound of ticking came from the basin behind him. Moqianlong, who was tied to a chair and couldn't move, fell into a deep panic.

Her mind echoed Ji Qingxue's words - if you don't speak, you can only watch your whole body bleed to death.

”Ji Qingxue, even if I go to hell, I won't let you go!” moqianlong roared, as if she wanted to cover up her inner fear, but the fact is that she couldn't help shaking every time she heard the ticking sound of water.

Ji Qingxue stood in front of her, and his tail eye lightly swept her face distorted by anger: ”you know, for a person who has died once, the least afraid is to go to hell.”

Ji Qingxue bent down and slowly approached her, and stretched out his hand to hold her chin, forcing Mo Qianlong to look at himself: ”and even if people like me go to hell, I'm afraid the king of hell will have to fear me three points.”

The voice is not urgent or slow, the tone is flat, but it shows a fierce momentum and a strong smell of blood.

Ying Xuan stood silently beside Ji Qingxue. Her eyes were very complex. Master Zi and Mu Qing said that her mother had lost her memory, but how did he think that now was her real appearance.

Bloodthirsty, scary, creepy.

This means of extorting confessions is not inferior to those in the unhurt Pavilion.

Ying Xuan was slightly surprised, but even if he was relieved, maybe only such a person can attract the master to treat him differently.

Ji Qingxue smiled: ”still won't say?”

Due to the previous torture and excessive blood loss, moqianlong's eyes began to be lax, and she had reached the edge of mental collapse.

”I... I won't... Say.” moqianlong slowly spit out these words.

Ji Qingxue stared at her for a while. Her hands gently clasped her shoulders and whispered, ”you're very tired, aren't you?”

Mo Qianlong was unable to dodge and could only let her grasp herself like this: ”don't be paranoid, I won't tell you.”

But compared with just now, the confidence is much weaker.

Ji Qingxue's voice has lost the sharp sense of coercion just now, but has become very light and soft, like comforting moqianlong.

”From Dongsheng to Dayan, you have done well enough.” Ji Qingxue's voice is like an empty valley, and like a mountain stream, the clear spring slowly penetrates into the gap in moqianlong's heart, ”why do you embarrass yourself like this?”

Moqianlong only felt a faint smell of medicine lingering on her nose, and the sound of blood drops dripping from the basin came from behind. Her eyes began to be lax, and the whole person's armor was removed by Ji Qingxue bit by bit.

”You look very sad.” Ji Qingxue comforted her gently, as if she completely forgot who made her like this.

”From beginning to end, my father only regarded me as a chess piece. What is the first beauty of Dongsheng and what is the most beloved Princess? In the end, he didn't give it to other men as a gift.”

When he said these words, Mo Qianlong's face showed a sad mood, which is the fate that royal women can't escape from since ancient times.

”Why should we stick to Nangong Yan?” Ji Qingxue asked casually, ”even if we don't form an alliance with Dayan, Dongsheng will still have another way out.”

”No, no, No.” moqianlong shook his head desperately. ”If I can't form an alliance with Dayan, my task will fail this time. I will be given to the old man by my father.”

Even when his consciousness was lax, he still felt disgusted when he mentioned this.

Mo Qianlong said viciously, ”so I have to get nangongyan.”