The apprentice of evildoers wants to hug

"Master, are you doing well?" The voice was extremely gentle, but when he heard this, the man who was firmly chained by the chain trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were slightly closed , his lips were pursed together, and his whole body was huddled in pain. On the snow-white clothes, his whole body was bloody.

Bai Junci looked at the scarred person below him with his gaze slightly restrained, with a warm smile still on his face, he squatted down halfway, raised his hand and raised his chin slightly: "Everything that Master did back then, can't be done. Have you ever imagined that today will happen?"

Bai Junci's laughter resounded in the empty room: "Don't worry, Master has loved his disciples in the past, and disciples will repay Master one by one!"

Shen Qingxian raised his eyes, met those cold eyes full of chills, couldn't help feeling a trace of fear in his heart, he leaned his back against the wall weakly, all the muscles and bones in his body had already been broken, His hands and feet were firmly locked by the iron chains extending from the four pillars, making him unable to move.

Shen Qingxian was still unscrupulous, and laughed in a low voice: "It was me who was unrighteous to you in the past, life and death are up to you."

Bai Junci kept clenching his sleeves tightly, pinching into the flesh, good, good, very good, there were countless cruel intentions hidden in his words.

After being quiet for a long time, Bai Junci's hand touched his face, and one wave after another of spiritual power was transmitted from his hand to heal all the wounds on his body. Put on the white coat.

"Since the master wants to die, the disciple refuses."

He frowned, his eyes were pitch black, he felt dizzy, his limbs were as cold as ice and snow, and he said a name word by word at the corner of his mouth: "Bai... Jun... Ci... "

"Presumptuous, you can call the monarch's name?" A clear female voice instantly came to his mind, and when the voice fell, a long whip viciously and forcefully hit him.

Shen Qingxian remained expressionless, as if the long whip hadn't landed on him. He saw clearly the woman in front of him, dressed in red, with black hair hanging around her waist, holding a long whip in her hand, and was furious. looking at him.

Ning Wan asked the maidservant under her to step forward, took a step closer to Shen Qingxian, raised his hands, and looked at him with disgust, the strength in her hands was increasing, Shen Qingxian wanted to break free of her hands, but she couldn't stop Unable to move, let her hold it in her hand.

"Isn't Immortal Master Jiuqing regretting what happened back then, but it's a pity that it's too late now."

Ning Wan held the long needle in his hand, looked at his face with resentment, and seemed to think of something, and laughed: "Isn't Immortal Master Jiuqing never been punished in this world? But it's okay, my servant, Will, one by one, take good care of the immortal master one by one."

Ning Wan pretended to be regretful and sighed: "These slender hands are really... what a pity..."

The long needle was inserted into his fingertips, and drops of bright red blood fell on the ground. There was pain from the fingertips, and both hands were pierced by the long needles. Shen Qingxian finally couldn't hold back the blood stains spreading from the corners of his lips, and kept There was blood spreading from the corner of the mouth, and it couldn't be stopped.

The pulse became weaker and weaker, and the eyelids could no longer bear the weight, they were tightly closed, and could no longer be opened.

That fearful voice kept repeating in his mind, his consciousness slowly disappeared, and his soul dissipated.