The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 407 You Devil, Go Die!go to hell!
Zhao Wan'er was really terrified of being tortured. Even though Feng Qingyin was so weak that a gust of wind could blow her down, she was still so frightened that her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and she kept repeating a sentence, "Don't kill me...don't kill me. Kill me...I am obedient...I will be obedient..."

Seeing her standing there motionless, Feng Qingyin frowned impatiently and shouted at her, "Come here...cough cough...what are you still standing there..."

Zhao Wan'er was so fierce that her back froze, and she looked at her with wide eyes and panic.

"Come here! You'd better not...cough cough..."

Feng Qingyin only spoke half of her words before coughing violently again.

At the same time, she seemed unable to support the weight of her own body, and her body precariously fell backwards.

With a muffled 'bang', her back hit the sarcophagus heavily, causing her facial features to wrinkle tightly in pain.

This body is suffering backlash due to the failure of the soul exchange, and every piece of flesh and blood in the body is painful like being pierced by a steel needle.

Even if one's life is too great to die, the body should be completely scrapped, no different from a disabled person.

Even though Zhao Wan'er was tortured to the point where she was riddled with holes, it was still easier to use than her naturally crippled body.

Where there is life, there is hope.

As long as she is alive, as long as she is alive, there will be hope. She is not willing to lose to Feng Qingcheng like this!One day she will repay her twice the pain she suffered today!
But at this moment, Zhao Wan'er stood straight not far away, like a wooden sculpture, neither stepped forward nor retreated, only her pupils shrank extremely.

Yes, she was afraid. Ever since she was tortured by Feng Qingyin, she would tremble uncontrollably whenever she saw this woman.

When Feng Qingyin saw Zhao Wan'er's timid and useless appearance, the anger in her heart jumped up to Tianlinggai.

A fool is a fool, a coward is a coward, and he will always be at the mercy of others.

And she must not be such a person!

The backlash in her body continued, and the pain like a thousand arrows piercing her heart made Feng Qingyin yell out uncontrollably, "Ah——!!!"

Her voice was hysterical, and if you listen carefully, you can still hear a few trills mixed in it.

In the end, she couldn't bear it anymore, and fell to the ground and rolled in pain.

Seeing her distressed and painful expression, Zhao Wan'er hesitated and walked towards her slowly.

Feng Qingyin firmly grasped the position of her left heart with both hands, like a fish stranded on the beach, her face was as white as paper.

Thick cold sweat broke out on her forehead, the veins on her temples were bulging, and the expression on her face was hideous.

Just when she was in so much pain, she suddenly felt a white light flashing in front of her eyes, and then fixed her eyes, and saw that Zhao Wan'er was holding a gleaming dagger in her hand, aiming at her heart and stabbing it down fiercely, "Feng Qingyin, do you know me? How long have you been waiting for this moment? You devil, go to hell! Go to hell!"

While speaking, Zhao Wan'er stabbed the dagger into her body without hesitation.

Half of the fear just now was real, and the other half was deliberately magnified.

Every time Zhao Wan'er was tortured by Feng Qingyin, she would silently record this hatred in her heart.

She didn't expect the chance of revenge to come so soon, tonight is her death day!
Feng Qingyin's hands were still tightly gripping the clothes in front of her. When she noticed her movement, her expression changed, but she had no time to respond.

In desperation, Feng Qingyin's eyes sank, and she directly raised her right hand to grab the dagger.

The sharp blade immediately drew a long bloody gash in her palm, the burning pain stimulated her nerves, but it immediately diverted the severe pain in her heart.

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(End of this chapter)