The cute apprentice of the national teacher is charming and wild

Chapter 393 392: Karma, the death of Jing Yuanzhao and Ye Ruoxi

But Ye Ruoxi also regrets it now, regretting that when Nan Zhuohua was kidnapped, she should have killed her earlier, but at that time she didn't know that Nan Zhuohua was Feng Yao, she just thought it was because they looked similar.

Nan Zhuohua took out a long nail that glowed with cold light, and wandered around in front of Ye Ruoxi's eyes: "You must be familiar with this thing?"

Ye Ruoxi's pupils shrank suddenly: "Soul-killing Nail?!"

"Just know it." Nan Zhuohua smiled lazily, and gestured the long nail in Ye Ruoxi's heart, "It's time for you to taste the soul-slaying nail."

Seeing the soul-slaying nail in Nan Zhuohua's hand piercing her chest, Ye Ruoxi's face turned pale, and she shouted in panic: "No, don't—"

"what!"

With a scream, the Soul Slaying Nail was still in Nan Zhuohua's hand, but Ye Ruoxi had a dagger stuck in his shoulder blade.

"Tsk tsk, don't panic, I'm sure I won't let you die so easily, we'll be using Soul Slayer Nail for a while."

Nan Zhuohua's baby-faced smile is harmless to humans and animals, and his almond eyes are extremely clear, but Ye Ruoxi is terrified, looking at her is like looking at a little devil.

"what--"

There was another wail, and Nan Zhuohua held the dagger, turned it over quickly, and picked a bone from Ye Ruoxi.

Ye Ruoxi was sweating profusely from the pain, her pale face was devoid of blood, she stared at her scarlet eyes, and shouted: "Feng Yao! Since you want to kill me, you should be quick and give me a good time!"

"That can't be done," Nan Zhuohua turned the dagger in his hand, with a careless smile on the corner of his mouth: "When you killed me, you didn't give me a good time. I counted the 24 knives back then. , no matter what, I have to pay you back half of it."

Back then, Ye Ruoxi stabbed her bone 24 times with a dagger. She still remembers the pain that was carved into her bone marrow.

The dagger in Nan Zhuohua's hand suddenly landed on Ye Ruoxi's waist, picking out another rib.

Ye Ruoxi was in so much pain that she couldn't cry out, and there was blood dripping all over her body.

Nan Zhuohua sneered: "I can't take it anymore? This is just the beginning."

The dagger flipped quickly in her hand. After a while, she picked out eight bones of Ye Ruoxi. Ye Ruoxi passed out again and again and was woken up by her. She could clearly feel the pain of picking out the bones every time.

This kind of pain made Ye Ruoxi go to hell.

When picking out ten roots, Ye Ruoxi was already on the verge of death, her body was riddled with blood holes, her eyes were slack and lifeless, and only lifeless.

Nan Zhuohua knew that she couldn't stand it anymore, so he stopped torturing her, and lightly threw the Soul Slaying Nail in his hand, and stuck it in her heart.

Ye Ruoxi's pupils grew bigger little by little, her face was distorted in pain, and the nail in her heart was slowly burning her soul.

In the dim night, Ye Ruoxi rolled on the ground, whimpering in pain.

Nan Zhuohua licked the corner of his mouth, mocked lazily, threw the bloody dagger beside Ye Ruoxi, turned around and left slowly without looking at her.

At the gate of the city, the lights were cold and the night was dim, but the man in the snow-colored clothes was still eye-catching.

Even though he stood quietly like that, his graceful and dignified demeanor was still captivating.

This man is really a natural born Gu king, who always fascinates people.

Yun Ranyue's eyes were full of tenderness, watching the little figure approaching from the night, step by step.

"Are you hurt?" he asked.

Nan Zhuohua snorted softly: "How could I get hurt?"

Although she doesn't have Feng Dan now and her spiritual power is not as good as before, it is enough to deal with Ye Ruoxi.

Yun Ranyue squatted in front of her, took out a clean brocade handkerchief and wiped the blood on her little hands, "Next time, don't make yourself so dirty."

Nan Zhuohua narrowed his eyes: "You despise me?"

"Well, a little bit." Yun Ranyue smiled lightly.

She was wearing a little red dress. Although the blood stains could not be seen, she smelled bloody all over her body.

Yun Ranyue touched her little head: "Let me come next time."

At least he won't get blood all over him.

"Yueya'er, hug me."

Nan Zhuohua doesn't care if he dislikes it or not, he will rub against him.

The corners of Yun Ranyue's mouth slightly bent, held down her small shoulders, kept a distance from her, hooked her fingertips around her belt and picked it up, Nan Zhuohua instantly felt a chill in her body, and when she looked down at her body, the redness on her body The skirt has disappeared, and the small figure is covered in a large snow-colored coat.

Even her little underwear was taken off, leaving only a thin bellyband.

Yun Ranyue helped her tighten her coat, wrapping her like a newborn baby, with only a small head exposed.

He hugged Nan Zhuohua in his arms and brought her back to Lanyue Palace.

Nan Zhuohua snorted: "You really despise me."

Fortunately, she is a person with a cleanliness disorder, so she took off all the blood-stained clothes on her body.

Yun Ranyue joked and said, "If you don't let me hug you and walk by yourself, I'll return your skirt to you."

What he disliked was not her, but the dress on her.

Nan Zhuohua buried his head in his neck: "No, I want you to hug me."

"Then just be obedient."

Nan Zhuohua took a bite on his neck and settled down obediently.

She asked, "Where's Jing Yuanzhao?"

"Prisoned in a prison."

"I want to see him."

"Wait until you return to the Moon Palace and change your clothes before going."

"Can't I go like this?" Nan Zhuohua took out his two arms from the wrapped coat, and put his white, fat arms around Yun Ranyue's neck.

Yun Ranyue glanced lightly: "No."

The two words are light and fluttering, which cannot be put into words.

Nan Zhuohua's two smooth, fleshy arms began to swing peacefully again, Yun Ranyue had no choice but to tuck her arms back into her coat.

At the gate of the palace, Wu Yu was waiting here.

Nan Zhuohua said to her: "One mile outside the city, bring Ye Ruoxi's head here."

"Yes."

Yun Ranyue took Nan Zhuohua back to the Moon Palace for a brief bath, changed her dress again, and then took her to see Jing Yuanzhao in the prison.

In the prison, Jing Yuanzhao was imprisoned in desperation. Hearing the sound of the prison door, he looked for his reputation and sneered with a gloomy face: "Are you here to come and see my joke?"

"No, I sent you to reincarnate."

Nan Zhuohua raised his eyebrows evilly, standing in front of the cage and looking at him.

Seeing this face again, Jing Yuanzhao couldn't help being in a trance for a while.

He also deeply loved this face back then.

Jing Yuanzhao stared at Nan Zhuohua, with forbearable love and hatred in his eyes, he clenched his fists: "Feng Yao, when I married you, I really loved you, but why didn't you give me a chance? If you looked at me, I wouldn't be with Ye Ruoxi, let alone betray you."

"If you loved me back then, we wouldn't be here today"

Suddenly a strong gust of wind hit, and Jing Yuanzhao was slapped against the wall by the sharp palm wind.

Yun Ranyue's wide sleeves fluttered gently, her clear eyes flashed through the dark shadows, and her thin and cool lips whispered two words: "Dream."

At that time, Feng Yao already had him in his heart, how could he fall in love with Jing Yuanzhao, even if it was "if," that would not work.

Jing Yuanzhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and sneered disdainfully.

Even though he has become a prisoner now, he still has an unwilling arrogance.

"Even if I am no longer the prince, but one day."

"What? Do you still want to make a comeback?" Nan Zhuohua's cold and quiet voice interrupted, mocking lightly: "What do you rely on to make a comeback? Do you still think about Ye Ruoxi coming to save you?"

Jing Yuanzhao's face froze, as if he had been stabbed in his mind.

He knew that Ye Ruoxi had already escaped, and he still had hopes for her.

Nan Zhuohua glanced at Jing Yuanzhao lightly, and waved to Wu Yu beside him. Wu Yu received the signal, and threw the package in his hand on the floor of the cage, and a head inside rolled to Jing Yuanzhao's feet.

"Xi, Xi'er!" Jing Yuanzhao was horrified.

Ye Ruoxi's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Jing Yuanzhao with great unwillingness.

Jing Yuanzhao stared at Nan Zhuohua: "You did it?"

"Otherwise?" Nan Zhuohua lazily raised his eyebrows.

Jing Yuanzhao's face turned pale, Nan Zhuohua's next target should be him.

"So, you're here to kill me?"

Nan Zhuohua frowned: "Don't you understand human language? Didn't I just say that I want to send you to reincarnation."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Jing Yuanzhao laughed, karma finally came.

Nan Zhuohua raised his palm and was about to make a move when Yun Ranyue stopped him. He took out a pill and popped it into Jing Yuanzhao's mouth.

"What did you give me?" Jing Yuanzhao pinched his neck and wanted to spit it out, but the pill had already entered his stomach.

"good stuff."

Yun Ranyue smiled quietly, turned around and left here holding Nan Zhuohua in her arms.

Nan Zhuohua asked: "You, Jing Yuanzhao, ate 'Crossing Bone Pills?'"

Yun Ranyue nodded: "We can't let him die too easily."

"Then why do we leave after he dies?" She also wanted to see how Jing Yuanzhao was tortured.

Yun Ranyue replied: "It's too bloody, and it's not suitable for children to watch."

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Nan Zhuohua bit his shoulder: "I'm not a child."

Yun Ranyue pursed her lips and smiled.

He mainly didn't want to dirty her eyes.

Walking to the gate of the prison, the jailer nodded and bowed to send the two away. Immediately, heart-piercing wailing came from the cell.

The jailer hurried over and saw Jing Yuanzhao lying on the ground in pain and rolling, with black blood flowing from his orifices. Before the jailer could react, he saw that one of Jing Yuanzhao's ears fell off, and then an eyeball fell out of the eye socket.

The jailer was almost scared to pee, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Come on, come on, something has happened!"

Although Jing Yuanzhao has now been reduced to a prisoner, the emperor has not dealt with him in any way, and his life is still important.

When the imperial doctor arrived, Jing Yuanzhao had already turned into a puddle of blood.

People in Dali Temple can only report to Emperor Hongyuan that Jing Yuanzhao committed suicide by taking poison in fear of crime.

Hearing the news of Jing Yuanzhao's death, Emperor Hongyuan didn't feel anything unusual, as if he was completely disappointed with this son.

Emperor Hongyuan drew up an imperial decree to depose Jing Yuanzhao as the crown prince, and gave Queen Qin a cup of poisoned wine. The whole family of the uncle's mansion was beheaded and beheaded the next day.

As for Jing Chuwan, ever since she fell into the water and hit her head last time, she woke up with a demented look, and her IQ was like a child of three or four years old.

After the death of Empress Qin and Jing Yuanzhao, Emperor Hongyuan no longer cared about Jing Chuwan and let her fend for herself.

(End of this chapter)