You should spend the rest of your life with Qingqing

Chapter 589 Chatting
Arriving in front of Luo Yihuan's cell, Wen Qing'er thought about it, and at least she didn't let Ying Yu go in with her, but only asked him to wait at the door for a while.

Ying Yu had no choice but to agree. Luo Yihuan had been chained all the time, and she hadn't eaten for three days. Even if she wanted to hurt Wen Qing'er, she would be powerless. It would be nice to have the strength to speak, so she would Feel free to put Wen Qing'er in alone.

Early this morning, Luo Yihuan was scrubbed roughly, poured cold water down his belly, and was slaughtered like a pig.

In the current situation, how can there be any maids to wait for freshening up? There is only a 20-year-old heroic man in this dungeon. He stripped off his tattered clothes and was thrown into a cold water tank. In the early spring, even the snow hadn’t melted away. , suddenly fell into the water with icy slag, and almost froze half of her life, so there was no sense of shame.

Having suffered this time, Luo Yihuan breathed a sigh of relief, she is tortured every day, isn't it for the day when she is about to die!

It doesn't matter who I met today, whether Ying Yu or Wen Qing'er, let her die quickly, she can't stand it for a day, really can't stand it for a day!

As soon as Wen Qing'er entered, she looked into these urgent and dead eyes. She could hardly recognize Luo Yihuan's appearance. There were a few thick bloodstains on the old single clothes on her body. Leaning unnaturally to one side.

His cheeks, as thin as a skeleton, were blushing unnaturally, and his whole body was half-suspended with his arms cut behind his back, only his toes were slightly touching the ground. He was struggling at the moment, and the chains on his body made "crackling" sounds.

The smell in the room was not pleasant, like the smell of blood, and also like some rotten smell, the closer to Luo Yihuan, the stronger the smell.

Before Wen Qing'er could stand still in front of Luo Yihuan, Luo Yihuan struggled to whisper in a hoarse voice: "Qing'er, I was wrong, Qing'er, can you kill me quickly? Kill me quickly, I really am enough!"

Wen Qing'er stroked the hem of her clothes, and didn't care that Luo Yihuan's temperature was bad. Standing in front of Luo Yihuan, she just looked at her indifferently, feeling very funny in her heart.

Jin Qiu hated her to the bone, but she just wanted to hear an apology from Jin Qiu, and now Luo Yihuan was apologizing in a hurry, but Wen Qinger didn't want to just let Luo Yihuan be happy.

When Luo Yihuan's voice became quieter, Wen Qing'er said lightly: "Sister Yihuan, this should be the last time we chat, please talk to me."

Luo Yihuan was panting heavily, the wound on her body had festered for a long time, and it was hot and cold for a while, but it had been burning for several days, and today she was tossed in cold water again, and her body was long gone, only to see Wen Qing Only then is there some spirit.

I thought that Wen Qing'er would cry, or lose her temper at her, and ask someone to torture her, but I didn't expect it to be such a peaceful chat, Luo Yihuan suddenly stopped, not knowing where to start.

Do you mean hate or jealousy?These few days of dark torture had already worn away her vigor and hatred. She wanted to die but couldn't.

I can only see a few cold men in black clothes every day. They can't speak or make any sound. They just execute next to each other every day. Sometimes they see blood and sometimes they don't. some.

Wen Qing'er didn't care whether Luo Yihuan said or not, she just said what she knew.

(End of this chapter)