Chapter 177: Hurt me, hurt you too
The dim environment, the scorching stove, the red-hot iron tongs, the beautiful woman with a smile on her face but no smile in her eyes... the scene in front of her is undoubtedly eerie. Terrible.
The chill rising from the bottom of my heart climbed up the man's spine like an icy snake, until it froze deep into the bone marrow.
Jiang Shouzhong swallowed his saliva, feeling that he might be dreaming.
He closed his eyes and opened them again - the iron pliers were already in front of him, and his skin could clearly feel the scalding temperature on them. The front end of the iron pliers turned a coquettish orange-red due to the high temperature.
"Thank...Thank you, girl, you...what do you mean?"
Jiang Shouzhong realized that his cultivation was imprisoned, and he was completely like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered at this moment.
“What do you mean?”
The woman’s face was outlined in half-light and half-darkness by the firelight, and the corners of her lips were upwardly curved, but her deep eyes were as smooth as ancient wells. Not even the slightest ripple of smile appeared.
Luo Wanqing smiled coldly, "Let me ask you, have you seen me before?"
Jiang Shouzhong was startled.
I wanted to deny it, but under the red-hot iron tongs, I finally said honestly: "I have indeed seen it."
"Where?"
"In the ruins of the underground palace under Huailan Lake."
"Then what?"
The woman's voice was still cold and without warmth, almost gritting her teeth.
She needs confirmation!
Confirm that your innocence was taken away by this kid in front of you!
Her memory at that time was completely blurred, because Yelu Shenye's self-destruction caused extremely serious injuries, and she could not remember a single thing... Only when she woke up, she found herself lying in the ruins.
"And?"
Jiang Shouzhong was stunned, not quite understanding what the other party was asking.
Then he had a relationship with Yelu Miaomiao.
What does it have to do with you?
Of course, he was also very vague about the process. If he hadn't woken up and found Yelu Miaomiao disheveled next to him, it would have been hard for him to believe that the two had had sex.
“Can’t remember?”
Luo Wanqing looked at the man expressionlessly.
The fire in the room jumped, bursting out sparks and crackling from time to time.
Seeing the iron pliers approaching, Jiang Shouzhong said quickly: "I was unconscious at the time and didn't know anything."
Luo Wanqing frowned, then sneered: "It's okay, wait. "Think slowly."
The woman suddenly turned the wooden disk.
The wooden disk spun quickly, spinning the man along with it.
The scene in the house instantly became blurry and chaotic in Jiang Shouzhong's eyes, forming dynamic afterimages.
My head, which was still in pain due to drinking, seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force. Jiang Shouzhong's stomach was turbulent, he was so sick that he almost vomited, and it was difficult to even speak.
Pop!
Luo Wanqing grabbed the wooden plate and asked coldly: "Have you remembered?"
Is this woman a crazy critic? Jiang Shou cursed secretly, gritting his teeth and feeling extremely uncomfortable, "Sister, what exactly do you want to ask? Just say it. How do you want me to guess?"
"I'm not in a hurry, just keep thinking. I'll be gentle this time."
Luo Wanqing smiled brightly, like spring flowers blooming, and gently pushed the wooden plate.
This time the wooden disk really rotated slowly.
The man who was tied to it in the shape of "big" continued to spin.
Luo Wanqing did not use the dish of "Stir-fried beef whip". Instead, she sat leisurely on the side of the stove, with her legs crossed and her right leg elegantly placed on her left knee. Her posture was leisurely and noble.
In her hand, she was playing with several blades that shone with cold light, her fingers moving lightly between the blades.
Whoosh!
Before Jiang Shouzhong could react, a blade suddenly flew over and landed on the wooden plate.
Attach to the root of left thigh.
Comrade Xiao Jiang almost died.
Jiang Shouzhong broke into a cold sweat and wondered, is this woman from an acrobatic troupe? Show throwing darts to a spinner?
Whoosh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
A few more blades struck in succession.
Comrade Xiao Jiang, who usually held his head high and his chest high, shrank his head and looked trembling - he wanted to shout: Brother, please do it, brother can't stand this fright.
Jiang Shouzhong instantly became angry, and just when he was about to reprimand, a fragmentary picture suddenly came to his mind.
Jiang Shouzhong frowned. He tried to recall and piece together those memories
The strange altar, the mysterious fox shadow, the hot pink mist, the blurred voice, the jade-white skin, the crystal clear Beads of sweat, golden dress...
Wait! Golden dress! ?
The man was shocked.
Yes, besides Yelu Miaomiao, there was another person on the altar at that time - lying on the edge of the altar.
Wearing a golden dress.
Jiang Shouzhong looked at the woman in the gold skirt in the dim room, his heart beating like a drum and cold sweat dripping down his face.
No way!
No way!
"I still can't remember." Luo Wanqing raised her hand slightly, and quickly retracted the blade stuck on the wooden board into her hand.
Seeing the woman trying to pierce her again, Jiang Shouzhong's hair stood up.
What to do?
Would you deny it even if you beat me to death?
After all, it can be heard from this woman's words that she is actually not sure, she just has a guess, otherwise she would not have such a troublesome interrogation and just kill her. But if you don’t admit it, can you fool this woman?
Or——
Jiang Shouzhong suddenly remembered the situation where Yelu Miaomiao was "forced to order" by him, and a thought came to his mind.
If this woman also had a relationship with him, would she also be subject to a forced order?
Thinking of this, Jiang Shouzhong quickly shouted: "Stop!"
As soon as the words came out, the woman stopped stabbing her knife.
However, before Jiang Shouzhong could secretly breathe a sigh of relief, Luo Wanqing picked up the poker and stood up and walked over, "Forget it, time is limited, it's better for you to remember it quickly."
Jiang Shouzhong was so frightened that he shouted again: "Stop!"
The woman stopped.
Looking at Luo Wanqing standing there, Jiang Shouzhong, who had survived the disaster, was ecstatic in his heart and couldn't help but grin, "So what if you are in the Ascension Realm, you have to be obedient!"
"Are you scared to death? I thought you remembered it."
Luo Wanqing looked at Jiang Shouzhong who was obviously not in the right mood with a puzzled look on her face. She frowned slightly, not bothering to think deeply, and continued walking. Move forward.
Jiang Shouzhong's eyes widened.
What the hell?
Why are you moving again?
He shouted again urgently, "Stand still!"
The woman came slowly.
“Go back!”
“Squat down!”
“Don’t move!”
"..."
As a series of orders were issued, until the woman walked up to him, Jiang Shouzhong finally understood in despair that the so-called "orders" had no effect on Luo Wanqing.
Luo Wanqing was a little confused by Jiang Shouzhong's weird behavior at the moment.
Isn’t this guy really crazy?
You just used a throwing knife to scare you, and then you became mentally disturbed?
Luo Wanqing looked at the red-hot iron tongs in her hand and hesitated whether to use a roasted beef whip. This person is already out of his mind. If he were to hit him with a pair of pokers, he would probably become a fool on the spot.
The most important thing is that she is not sure whether it was Jiang Mo who took away her innocence.
The woman's face looked uncertain.
The skin flushed slightly in the heat wave, adding a bit of coquettishness.
The tongs tilted slightly, and while the woman was thinking for a long time, a spark mixed with iron slag suddenly fell and landed on Jiang Shouzhong's collarbone, and the hot man screamed.
The woman was startled, her body swayed slightly, and she subconsciously took a step back.
But the next moment, Luo Wanqing suddenly felt a stinging pain in her collarbone, as if she had been burned.
The woman was stunned, turned around and lifted up her clothes to look at her collarbone.
But there were no scars.
But the pain still remains.
Luo Wanqing touched her collarbone skin, which was still as smooth as jade, and she suddenly felt confused.
Looking at Jiang Shouzhong, who was still grinning, Luo Wanqing hesitated for a moment, shook her wrist slightly, and a spark splashed on the man's right shoulder.
Jiang Shouzhong screamed again because he was so hot, he couldn't help but cursed: "You stinky bitch, you can kill me."
Luo Wanqing's face was horrified.
Because there was also a sharp and real pain in her right shoulder.
What's going on?
Luo Wanqing thought for a while, stretched out her wrist, and splashed a few sparks. Pain hit her, but she observed Jiang Shouzhong carefully.
As expected, the next moment, Jiang Shouzhong screamed in pain again.
But this time the man was also dumbfounded.
Because he clearly saw the other party scalding his wrist just now, why was he in severe pain too?
puff!
Before Jiang Shouzhong could recover, Luo Wanqing actually picked up a blade and pierced her arm, looking at the man.
Jiang Shouzhong turned pale in pain.
“Ha~”
Luo Wanqing smiled, with a self-deprecating smile.
Then the woman looked up to the sky and laughed, her branches trembling with laughter, with a hint of madness on her face.
Jiang Shouzhong looked horrified.
But at this time, he already understood that there was a connection between him and the woman in front of him. Once he was injured, the other party would be injured too - if the other party killed him, would she... also die?
While Jiang Shouzhong was thinking, the woman suddenly slapped him on the chest.
Jiang Shouzhong spurted out blood and flew backwards.
Luo Wanqing also spat out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back before stopping.
(End of this chapter)