my world, you can't

Chapter 1789 Cruel Means

When Wugui woke up again, there was darkness in front of him.

His whole body was sore and weak, his mind was chaotic and heavy, and his whole body seemed to have gone through a life and death, but the feeling of being reborn was also extremely uncomfortable.

She also found that her hands and feet could not move, and her back was against the cold wall, and her limbs were tightly fixed.

Suddenly, a bright light came in front of her eyes, which directly hurt her eyes.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and turned her head to look at the luminous place in front of her.

The line of sight became clearer bit by bit, and she also saw the person sitting in front of her bit by bit.

It was a man who looked like an emperor with a ninety-five supreme aura.

She looked at him desperately and coldly, with hatred in her eyes.

"Why don't you just kill me?" She said to the man sitting in front of her with all her strength.

Why not kill her and let her live in such despair and hatred?

If she didn't die, he would definitely regret it when she went out.

"If you want to die, it's not difficult. Tell me who is the person behind you? Tell me, maybe I will leave your whole body." Ye Yin's voice was as cold as a devil, stern and cruel.

He has never shown mercy to his enemies.

No regrets fell into his hands, and it was her fate to be able to live till now.

"I won't tell you, no matter how you treat me, I will never tell you, Yeyne, I hate you." She pulled her throat with all her strength and screamed at him.

She didn't know that Yeyne's patience had a limit.

Don't say it, right?

He got up and walked over. The man in black standing next to him seemed to know him very well, and respectfully handed over a dagger.

Ye Yin took the dagger, lifted it up, faced that delicate and beautiful face, and asked again, "Say it or not?"

Wuhui stared at him stubbornly, "Kill me, I hate you to death, Ye Yin, even if I die, my master will still eradicate your Ye family, hahahaha..."

Like a lunatic, she raised her head and laughed miserably.

The anger in Ye Yin's bones suddenly burst through the brows, and the dagger in his hand, without hesitation, slashed fiercely on Wugui's face.

"Ah!" Wugui cried out in pain, the knife mark on his face, blood instantly overflowed, gurgling down the contours of his cheeks.

She endured the pain and looked at him with despair and heartache, "Why did you treat me like this? If you didn't treat me like this, I wouldn't hurt anyone in your Ye family, Yeyne, you cruel devil .”

Clear teardrops burst out from her eye sockets, and after a while, they wet her entire cheeks.

"Speak or not?" Ye Yin turned a deaf ear to any redundant words she said, and asked again: "Who is your master?"

She hissed in pain, "You kill me, I won't tell you."

Ye Yin couldn't bear it anymore, raised the dagger in his hand, and stabbed fiercely in her beautiful eyes wet with tears.

Wugui screamed in pain, but his limbs were all fixed, and he didn't even have a chance to struggle.

Seeing her heart-piercing pain, Ye Yin still felt puzzled, and said coldly, "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything, let's take it easy and see if it's your stubbornness or my tricks."

Turning to look at the man in black standing beside him, he ordered: "Treat her wound with sulfuric acid, let her feel the feeling of her body gradually festering."

"Yes." The man in black replied respectfully.

(End of this chapter)