Quick Wear: The male protagonist was over-abused and turned into a black man

In the past few days, people from the Ma Quan faction have obtained the current situation of Wuxin Palace.

Unexpectedly, in just ten days, Liu Zixian had already become the master of Wuxin Palace, and it was Xiao Xun who passed the throne on his own.

"Any other discoveries?" She thought for a while and continued to ask Ma Quan.

Ma Quan seemed to have thought of something, and quickly replied: "There is indeed one more thing, which is very strange. Since Xiao Xun passed the throne to Liu Zixian, Xiao Xun has not shown his face at all. And his subordinates felt that something was strange, so they also sent Let’s go investigate further.”

As he spoke, he took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it over.

"My subordinates searched Xiao Xun's dormitory, but found no trace of Xiao Xun. They found this in a secret folder under the bed."

Su Jiuxin took it, opened it, and was stunned for a moment.

This is a last-minute letter, and it is from Xiao Xun.

He frowned and continued to read the contents inside.

After reading it, she suddenly understood something.

No wonder the Xiao Xun I met during my previous visit to Wuxin Palace was so strange. It turned out to be a fake, and the real Xiao Xun died half a year ago. This letter was probably written by the real Xiao Xun when he knew that he was not going to die soon. Hide.

The letter explained that he knew what Liu Zixian coveted, but he didn't blame her and was willing to let her do whatever she wanted, because she was very much like a person, and he was willing to give that person whatever he wanted.

Looking away from the letter, she lowered her eyes, pursed her lips, and thought, Xiao Xun really knew that Liu Zixian wanted to harm her, but he let her do it because he regarded Liu Zixian as someone's substitute.

As for Nangong Jibai, judging from what she sent to find out about Nangong Jibai's life in Wuxin Palace, Zhen Xiaoxun never really regarded him as an adopted son since he adopted Nangong Jibai, but only regarded him as an adopted son. Killing tool.

Looking down at the letter again, there was no word in it about Nangong Jibai. It can be seen from this that Xiao Xun never thought that Nangong Jibai was his adopted son.

Thinking about it, her head hurt a little, forget it, this matter has nothing to do with her anymore, she has already got the information she should get.

With this in mind, she raised her hand to Ma Quan to signal him to step aside. When Ma Quan saw her, he bowed and left.

Su Jiuxin picked up the pen, took out an empty piece of paper from the side, wrote down the situation of Wuxin Palace on it, and then sealed it.

After putting away the letter, she ordered her attendant to get a jar of wine from the wine cellar.

After everyone left the screen, she took out the box containing the Moye Zhu Guo, stretched out her hand to take out the Zhu Guo, opened the wine jar, crushed it and put it in, then picked it up and shook it a few times, looking at the wine jar for several seconds. Only then did he cover the wine can.

She looked up at the door and murmured softly: "It's time to take the next step."

Standing up from the chair, taking the wine can, she left the study and walked directly towards the dungeon where Nangong Jibai was imprisoned.

The dungeon was damp, dark, and filled with the stench of decay. It was eerie and eerie. There was only the sound of dripping water all around, and the silence was eerie.

She took the wine can and walked slowly to the door of the dungeon. When the two believers saw it was her, they saluted quickly.

"Master."

Su Jiuxin only nodded lightly, then waved her hand to reject the two people.

After the two left, she raised her eyes and looked inside the iron door. In the dark environment, only a small skylight cast some light.

Looking at Nangong Jibai who was tied to the shelf, he lowered his head and his side face was pale and colorless. Although there was no injury on his body, he looked very fragile.

Dressed in black robes, he seemed to be merging with the darkness in a dungeon that was darker than night.

Su Jiuxin stood outside the iron gate and looked at him like this for a long time without making any move.

For some reason, a fleeting strange feeling flowed through her heart, but she only frowned slightly and quickly regained her composure.

He seemed to feel her presence, and slowly raised his head. His eyes, as deep as the sea, now seemed to be filled with bloodshot eyes. He stared at her, slightly parted his lips, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "You're here."

She opened the iron cell door, walked in, came to him, looked directly into his eyes with deep night eyes, and said softly: "Well, I'm here. I'm here to give you a gift."

Nangong Jibai looked at her for a long time, then suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, not knowing why he was smiling, but in an instant he regained his coldness and looked at her silently.

Seeing his reaction, Su Jiuxin couldn't figure out what he was thinking, but she had to continue to complete the plan.

"I have locked you up for so many days and tortured you for a long time. I am tired of it. It is time to let you go. However, I do not allow any opponent more powerful than me to exist. Therefore, this glass of wine If you drink, I will let you go."

After finishing her words, she opened the wine can, handed it over, and stared at his expression.

His eyes fell on the wine can in her hand. After taking a look, he raised his eyes and stared at her, his pale lips moving slightly: "Poison wine?"

Her hand holding the wine can paused for a moment, and she suddenly laughed. She raised her other hand, reached over, and gently stroked his cheek. Her tone was indifferent: "If you think this is poisonous wine, then so be it. So do you want to drink it or not? You don’t want to die, right? Don’t worry, even if it is poisonous wine, I will not give you poisonous wine that will kill you.”

He looked directly at her for a long time, his dark eyes seemed to contain countless unpredictable emotions, and then his voice was as light as the breeze blowing: "Xiaoxin. What exactly are your feelings for me?"

Hearing this question, Su Jiuxin was stunned for a moment. Many things went through her mind, but she couldn't figure it out. After frowning, she looked at him and said coldly: "Are you going to drink or not? Don’t let me do it myself!”

Nangong Jibai stared at her for several seconds, then raised her head slightly. Seeing this, she took the wine can, took out a cup from her sleeve, poured a cup, and then held it to his lips.

He drank it in one sip with no expression on his face. When she was about to take back her hand, his lips suddenly moved and kissed her fingers. The cold touch made her skin tremble.

She looked at him in astonishment, and saw a hint of sinister and cold light quickly flashing through his dark eyes. In the blink of an eye, if she looked closely, he was gone.

She quickly retracted her hand, took a few steps back, suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and looked at him coldly.

The next second, Nangong Jibai's face instantly became paler, showing an uncomfortable expression. His forehead was already covered with sweat, and his body even began to twitch and tremble, looking very painful.

Seeing him like this, she didn't know why, but she didn't dare to keep looking, and quickly turned her back to him.

At this time, his voice was full of pain and trembling from behind her: "Oh... tell me, have you ever had the slightest emotion for me?"

She was slightly surprised. At this time, does it make sense for him to be so persistent in wanting to know such a thing?

She didn't understand, but for the sake of the mission, she still had to answer questions even if she couldn't answer them.

"No." Su Jiuxin said in a cold voice, then turned to look at him with an indifferent face, and said word by word, "You are just my enemy. I mixed some wine with you that can destroy you. It’s an unintentional magic thing. The reason is that I don’t want anyone to stand on my head.”

When Nangong Jibai heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart hurt. Sadness and sadness filled his dark eyes. A feeling of betrayal and abandonment enveloped his whole body, and his whole body felt like being The pain of being eaten by countless insects lingered in his body and mind.

【Ding!Abuse value progress: 80%]

Su Jiuxin never thought that the increase in abuse was too strong, but she felt a little unhappy.

Seeing Nangong Jibai's face full of pain, but pursed her lips to suppress it, she pinched her fingers, and the next second, she walked over, raised her hand, and landed the knife on his neck, knocking him out.