"If the royal sister lives miserably because of this, I will not be able to forgive myself, and even if I die ten thousand times, I will not be able to atone for my sins......"

Qian Zhixuan remembered all the kindness that Qian Xiuwen had done to him before, in this huge palace, Qian Xiuwen was one of the few people who were really good to him, but he did this kind of thing, and his heart was bitter and anxious for a while.

But suddenly, Qian Zhixuan's mind was in a trance again, and a certain voice was interfering with his mind, and he snorted coldly in his heart: "Hmph...... If such a big hat is fastened on my head, I will become a public enemy, and I will die with no place to be buried! I am so vicious! These bastards should really kill them all!"

The more Qian Zhixuan thought about it, the more he hated, and gradually gave birth to a trace of murderous intent.

After a while, Qianao's voice said, "It's here, let's do it!"

Not long after Qian Ao's voice fell, Qian Zhixuan felt that he was erected, his hands and feet were tied with iron chains and the like, and it was very painful, but he still couldn't open his eyes.

"Prince, my father's 'sleeping technique' is really good!" Qiande's voice said, "This kid can't wake up now!"

Qianao's voice said: "Nonsense! If our father doesn't even have this ability, how can he become the top master of Daqian?"

Qianao's voice paused, and he continued, "Second brother, you go and take off that sleeping talisman, look at it, don't uncover the spirit talisman that blocks the Yuan Force around him, otherwise it will be bad!"

With the sound of tearing paper, Qian Zhixuan felt that something resembling paper on his forehead had been removed. Then, he felt his eyes open, and he opened them suddenly.

When Qian Zhixuan opened his eyes, he found that his hands and feet were firmly tied to a cross-shaped heavy wooden frame by heavy iron chains, and the wooden frame was on the edge of Jinlong Lake, which he was very familiar with.

Qian Ao was probably frightened by the "Flying Shadow Sword" during Qianzhixuan's competition, and the moment Qianzhixuan opened his eyes, he saw a red light flashing in Qianzhixuan's eyes, and his heart couldn't help beating violently, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

But thinking of his own embarrassment during the competition, he was arrogant and did not fight anywhere, and the fear in his heart turned into hatred and poison, and he strode forward with great momentum, pointed at Qian Zhixuan's nose and scolded: "Bold and demonic! Quickly and truthfully recruit, who taught you all the magic skills? If you confess honestly, Lao Tzu will let you suffer less from flesh and skin! Otherwise, hum! Lao Tzu will make you regret living in this world!"

Qian Zhixuan was not afraid at all, and said angrily with blood-red eyes: "Since you dead fat pig wants to frame your grandfather, why should you do anything! Come on! Use your pig brain to make it up, and plant all those trumped-up charges on your grandfather!"

When Qian Ao heard Qian Zhixuan's scolding, he was immediately angry. At this moment, the three princes behind him didn't know who they were and laughed faintly. Qianao couldn't help but turn red and black, black and blue, and suddenly turned to glare at the three princes.

Seeing Qian's arrogant and irrepressible appearance, the three of them became busy and serious. Qiande said loudly: "Prince, this beast is really hateful, I don't think there is any need to talk to him, give him some punishment wine to drink!"

Qian Aoyin squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth and said, "You guys, go and bring the torture instruments in our palace." ”

Although Qianao's voice was calm, it was full of killing intent, and although everyone knew that Qianao would not deal with him, they still shivered excitedly. Qian Xiang coughed dryly, and said with a smile: "Prince, it seems that our palace doesn't have any torture tools?"

Qianao couldn't help but roar angrily: "You three idiots and stupid people......! Take whatever you can!

"Yes!"

The three of them answered in a cold sweat and immediately hurried away.

Qian was so proud that the fat of his whole body shook and trembled, and after calming down, he sat on a big rock and gasped for breath.

After resting for a while, the three princes had already brought a bunch of things. Qianao got up, commanded the three of them for a while, then picked up a sturdy leather whip, turned around like Qianzhixuan and sneered: "Eighth Emperor Brother, I heard that after the leather whip is dipped in saltwater, it tastes very good, I will ask you to taste the taste of 'salted water leather whip fried meat' now, how about it?"

Qian Zhixuan laughed and said: "Not bad! Not bad! It's a pity that I have too little fat on my body, if I can grow like you pig with a mountain of fat meat, this taste will definitely be wonderful!"

When Qianao heard this, his whole face turned gray of frozen pork, the fat on his face kept beating, a pair of mung bean eyes widened and narrowed, and two cold lights shot out of his pupils.

Qiande and the other three stood behind, seeing that Qianao's cold murderous aura was getting stronger and stronger, they had a premonition, and they couldn't help but feel their hearts beat faster, and they didn't dare to take a breath of air. For a moment, the scene was surprisingly quiet, except for Qian Zhixuan's disdainful sneer, no one was making a sound.

A cold wind blew, and Qian's expression suddenly turned hideous, and he drew the sharp sword at his waist and slashed towards Qianzhixuan. In the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, the three fingers of Qian Zhixuan's entire left hand, along with the wooden strips that were tied together, were cut off by the sharp long sword, and a large amount of blood immediately spurted out from the severed fingers like a spring.

Under the severe pain, Qian Zhixuan only screamed miserably, and then fell unconscious on the spot.

For a martial artist, the fingers are related to the cultivation of many martial arts skills, and if they are missing, it is equivalent to cutting off the path of these martial arts. Therefore, Qianao cut off the three fingers of Qianzhixuan's left hand, and Qianao's intentions can be described as extremely vicious.

When all the princes saw this, their hearts were full of chills, as if the bloody long sword in Qianao's hand would beckon to him at any time, and they couldn't help but tremble in their legs, and their upper and lower teeth trembled, making a "gurgling" sound.

After a moment of silence by the lake, although Na Qiande trembled, he stepped forward and said, "Prince, do you want to bandage the wounds of this beast? ”

Qian Ao, who was quietly watching Qian Zhixuan's severed finger splattering blood, heard this, grinned, and finally sneered loudly, laughing so much that every prince around him couldn't help but shrink his neck, not daring to look up at his expression.

After laughing for a while, Qianao said: "This beast has super strong vitality, why do you want to bandage him?"

Qiande grinned and agreed: "Yes, yes, yes! The prince is right, the beast will die so easily!"

Qianao said coldly: "Second brother, you splash cold water on him to wake him up, I want to let him taste my saltwater leather whip fried meat as soon as possible." ”

Qiande did not dare to delay and did so immediately.