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Chapter 24 024: Hatred Breeds

Without tears, Zi Ling can't shed tears at all now. She is in pain, really in pain. Even though she has been tortured like this thousands of times, it doesn't mean she is really used to it.

Just when Zi Ling was about to die, Mo Ziyu suddenly released her, causing her to fall straight to the ground with a muffled sound.

"Since you are so courageous, I'd better let you guys meet one last time."

Mo Ziyu said with a sneer, and then someone came in and dragged Ziling out of the snake clan's palace.

And there was already a river of blood, and she could only smell the strong smell of blood when she couldn't see it. She wanted to vomit, but she couldn't vomit anything.

The big cat was left in the dungeon, so there was no one around Zi Ling who could guide her, so she could only stumble forward with the nausea in her heart.

The corpses of Uncle Wolf and Xiao Ling were still tightly hugging each other, and the unborn child was pierced by a sword in her belly, looking extremely pitiful.

The swords on the two were still not taken out, and at first glance they looked like they were curled up like a hedgehog.

Zi Ling followed the blood flow forward, lying on the ground and groping carefully until he touched Uncle Wolf's body.

There was a scar on Uncle Wolf's ankle, which she remembered very clearly. She once laughed at Uncle Wolf for carving a flower on his ankle, which was very girlish.

Zi Ling, who was biting her lip tightly and without tears, couldn't find any outlet at all. She clenched her hands, holding her breath, and her body was shaking slightly.

"Uncle Wolf, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you."

I will avenge you, even if I become a ghost, I will not spare that cold-blooded guy.

Zi Ling touched Uncle Lang's body, intending to lay him down.

But she accidentally touched Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling's long hair was soaked in blood, and her hands seemed to be protecting something. No matter how Zi Ling pulled, she couldn't pull it away.

Following her hand, Zi Ling touched Xiao Ling's abdomen, as if thinking of something, she couldn't help roaring anymore.

"Mo Ziyu, you will die! In the future, even if I am a ghost, I will not let you go!"

Saying that, before everyone could react, Zi Ling drew a sword from Uncle Wolf's body and wiped it on his own neck.

However, with Mo Ziyu around, how could she get what she wanted?

The back of the hand was pierced, and the sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Zi Ling fell to the ground, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he couldn't feel the pain in his hand at all.

"I don't know if I will die alone, but you, if you are not allowed to die alone, you must not die."

Zi Ling sat on the ground in a daze, the back of his hand was pierced, and the blood that flowed out was stained with the blood on the ground, exuding a desolate aura around him.

If a person can't even control his own death, that's really, really sad.

"Take her down to clean the toilets, and clean all the toilets of the whole family alone."

After the words fell, a group of attendants came out from nowhere and took Zi Ling down.

The toilet of the whole snake tribe?Half-orcs generally don't need to go to the toilet, because what they eat is not worldly things, but the essence of the sun and the moon, and they won't feel hungry as long as they lie down under the moonlight for a while every night.

Although the attendant understood Mo Ziyu's words, he had no choice but to have someone build a toilet similar to the one in the ordinary world as soon as possible. If there was no feces, he would use muddy water from the smelly mud pit instead.

Zi Ling, who has lost her memory, has no idea what a latrine is, because she, who transmigrated to become a wolf saint, has never eaten anything, let alone go to the toilet.

Smelling the stench in the latrine, Zi Ling still had no expression on her face, and she didn't want to vomit, just like a puppet, listening to the servants and doing whatever she wanted.

During the period, another attendant took a fancy to her beauty and tricked her to a remote corner, and the violated Zi Ling was expressionless like a walking dead.

If Chi Yi hadn't passed by and killed the attendant directly, the consequences would have been disastrous.

After this incident, no one dared to take advantage of Zi Ling. At the same time, because of the anger in his heart, he treated Zi Ling even more roughly.

When Feng Jingyao came to the Snake Clan in the name of catching traitors from the Wolf Clan, Zi Ling was already tortured badly, and Mo Ziyu called Zi Ling out on purpose, and poured tea for Feng Jingyao.

"Her eyes?"

The slender phoenix eyes only looked at her for a second and then looked away. Feng Jingyao still had no expression on her face, as if this question was just casually spoken.

Hearing Feng Jingyao's voice, Zi Ling's hand trembled slightly, and the cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Mo Ziyu didn't answer Feng Jingyao's words, but raised his hand casually, and the red leather whip appeared in his hand again, and he whipped down Zi Ling's face fiercely.

Zi Ling gritted her teeth and did not make a sound. The moment the silk scarf on her eyes left her eyes, she stretched out her hand in a panic to grab it.

But in the end, Feng Jingyao saw her unbearable appearance.

Seemingly feeling Feng Jingyao's gaze, Zi Ling trembled slightly in her heart, turned around and ran out. When she left the palace door, she fell to the ground hard, but she quickly got up and disappeared. in their eyes.

"Even if you are a king, you shouldn't treat the saint of my wolf clan like this."

Mo Ziyu looked at Feng Jingyao indifferently, his voice was as cold as snow.

"But isn't this exactly what you want, Chief Feng?"

Feng Jingyao stared at Mo Ziyu with squinted eyes, then stood up.

"Since the king has already made a decision, it's not easy for me to interfere."

Mo Ziyu looked at him coldly without saying a word. After seeing him leave, he found Zi Ling again.

Seeing her sitting there in a daze, I felt inexplicably angry.

"Do you care that he doesn't say anything to you?"

Zi Ling's body trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes and smiled bitterly. Now that things had happened, she only hoped that she wouldn't hold back Brother Jing.

The rest don't matter, right?
Before Feng Jingyao came, Zi Ling tried millions of ways to die, but was saved by Mo Ziyu all the time.

And every time she attempted suicide, Mo Ziyu would kill in front of her.

Listening to the screams of the servants who disciplined her, from hands and feet to face, to the last knife.

Those voices ranged from fear to anger to unwillingness, to eagerness, and finally no emotion at all.

Looking back, Zi Ling smiled slightly.

Good, at least they can die, but not voluntarily.

'Has the master chosen to leave the world completely, abandoning the mission? '

The system's voice sounded again, and Zi Ling was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

What tasks are you still talking about?She wants revenge, she wants to stay, and make Mo Ziyu's life worse than death!
One day, one day, she will let him experience a million times more pain than his current self.

At the moment Zi Ling chose, a golden light filled her eyes, Zi Ling's speed, which was already visible to the naked eye, gradually became transparent in front of Mo Ziyu's eyes, until he could no longer find her figure, he finally Started to panic.

(End of this chapter)