How To Practice Fast Through the White Moonlight Chapter 152

   Chapter 152 A lonely grave in a thousand miles, nowhere to say desolate (74)

  Wen Xien was shivering with cold, Rong Yiqing snorted and threw her to the ground.

   Wen Xien's consciousness was still awake at that time, but seeing Rong Yiqing, he wished he would faint on the spot at this moment.

   "You want to die?" Rong Yiqing looked at Wen Xien who was huddled on the ground, bent down to look at her, and reached out his hand to gently touch her wet hair.

  's hand suddenly tightened, and there was a tingling pain in the scalp. Wen Xien raised his chin to relieve the pain.

He buried his head on Wen Xi'en's shoulder and took a sniff, still the familiar faint cold fragrance, Rong Yiqing let out a burst of laughter, the laughter was a little crazy, "You want to go underground to accompany you, how stupid royal brother? Rong? Of course..."

   At that time, Wen Xien just opened his eyes, only half-opened, the eyelashes covered with water droplets trembled twice, sliding down from the corners of his eyes like tears.

   "You kill me." Wen Xien had not spoken for a long time, and his voice was hoarse.

"impossible!"

Almost as soon as Wen Xien's words fell, Rong Yiqing yelled, he grabbed Wen Xien's neck, and his handsome face was twisted, "Do you think you can get rid of me when you die? I tell you, you can get rid of me when you die. Let others come and pay it back, such as the little **** in your palace."

   Wen Xien grabbed his hand vainly, and asked coldly, "What did you do to Xiao Shengzi? If you have something to do with me, why should you involve innocent people?"

   Looking at Wen Xien's reaction, Rong Yiqing suddenly felt that he was very sad in his last life. She would pity even a little eunuch, so why couldn't she pity him?

   Then what did he do wrong? Wen Xien is better than him even for a dog.

  It's pathetic, deplorable.

  Rong Yiqing dragged Wen Xien, who couldn't even stand up, from the ground.

   After leaving the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he took the imperial chariot all the way to the death row specially set up in the palace.

   In this cold winter, Wen Xien wore a thin cloth, the fabric was very rough, her face was pale, and she was pulled into the water prison by Rong Yiqing.

  In the water prison, there is no sunlight for many years, and the smell of rotting is rushing towards the face, which is almost nauseating.

   "What did you bring me here for?" Wen Xien's voice was vain, and an inexplicable foreboding poured out of his heart.

   Rong Yiqing didn't answer and walked deeper into the water prison.

   Wen Xien followed behind him, and after walking for a while, the darkness actually lit up just now. Wen Xien, who lowered his head, felt the light in front of him and looked up at the front.

   Rong Yiqing had already stood still, and turned to his side to let Wen Xien see the scene in front of him.

  It was a relatively spacious water prison with a skylight on the top, and the light came in from above.

There was a man standing in the sewage. The man didn't get half of his body into the sewage. His wet hair covered his entire face, and he was scattered and wandering in the water, like a ghost that could drag people to drown at any time in the water. .

"Snapped--"

   A jailer whipped his whip on the weak body of the man, and the water and blood driven by the tail of the whip mixed together and splashed at Wen Xi'en's feet.

  The man had been locked up for some time, the hand tied to the chain did not move, and his breathing was very shallow, making people wonder if he was still breathing.

  Wen Xien knew that the sewage was soaked in salt, and it almost killed people when it got on people's wounds.

  The man didn't say a word, and the arms that were hung high were bloodstains scraped from the barbs of the whip.

  Wen Xien couldn't see his face clearly, he could only see the man's thin jaw and pale lips, and the familiarity immediately made her eyes widen.

   "Do you still recognize it?" Rong Yiqing looked at Wen Xien and asked.

  Rong Yiqing let go of his hand, and Wen Xien, who was unable to stand still, suddenly fell to the ground, but his eyes kept on the man under whipping.

   Her pale lips were trembling with anger.

   "Beast! Rong Yiqing, tell me what I did wrong, why did you do this! Why!" The hoarse voice could make people feel heart-piercing.

   When the person who was punished without saying a word heard this voice, his whole body suddenly shook, and his drooping head slowly lifted up.

  Wen Xien turned his head to look at the person in the water, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Little Shengzi..."

  Wen Xien could hardly recognize that this was the beautiful and well-behaved Yang Sheng.

   Yang Sheng's left face was already stained with blood, and the right half of his face was buried in the shadows, and he could only see the shimmering eyes.

   "Master..." Yang Sheng swallowed the blood in his throat, "The servant is confused... The servant is sorry for you, the servant wants to save you..."

  Wen Xien only felt a pain in his heart, he stood up staggeringly while leaning on the ground, and walked towards Yang Sheng who was standing in the sewage.

   Yang Sheng, who had not shed a single tear after being tortured for several days, saw Wen Xien's eyes red at the moment, and he wanted to speak, but his voice was choked up and unable to speak.

Before Wen Xien stepped into the pool, she was pulled by someone behind her. She took a few steps back due to inertia. She turned her head and saw Rong Yiqing's extremely indifferent eyes, with a monstrous anger hidden deep in her eyes. .

   "Why?! Because this is what you owe me! You dare to talk to me like this for a servant, did you like that servant, Rong Ran, Rong Ran, why didn't you find out like this before..."

   Wen Xien raised his head suddenly, and Rong Yiqing was startled by his red eyes.

"Snapped--"

   A slap in the face.

   That strength is not heavy, just because Wen Xien can only have so much strength now.

   That slap made Rong Yiqing stunned, he kept his face that was beaten, but he couldn't calm down for a long time.

   This is... the first time that Wen Xien hit him in this life, which reminded him of the unbearable memories before.

"Rong Yiqing, I was really blind back then, and I protected you, a white-eyed wolf." It was as though he might collapse at any time, but he held on to his posture, "If you think I owe you something, then take it as much as you can, so why bother innocent people."

  Rong Yiqing straightened up with a cold face.

   The more Wen Xien is like this, the less Rong Yiqing is like her. He looked into Wen Xien's eyes, and there was no longer the previous warmth and indifference, only hatred and indifference.

This is what he also expected. He thought he could accept it, but getting used to it is really a terrible thing. For more than ten years, people who have been unconditional and very good to you suddenly don't treat you well. This contrast It's too big, too big to accept.

  Rong Yiqing thought he could accept it, he thought he was different, but...

   He found that he couldn't take it!

Rong Yiqing stared at him coldly, he was full of arrogance at the moment, looking at Wen Xien's eyes were completely gloomy, "I'll let you watch carefully and see how they die in front of you one by one. !"

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