Of course, Zhuo Yifan understood what she was referring to, he really couldn't accept her, he couldn't accept her relationship with several men, the state that a woman should have was not like her, this concept had long been ingrained in his heart and could not be moved.

Seeing that he couldn't die cleanly, but had to endure inhuman torture, Duan Zixiong became extremely irritable at this time.

He glared at Xiu'er viciously, as well as Zhuo Yifan, and the anger in his eyes was about to burn the two to death.

"You dead woman, who do you think you are? It's just a white-eyed wolf raised by my Duan family, Lao Tzu has defiled you, you are a maidservant, your body is my Duan family's, what's wrong?" Duan Zixiong returned to his former appearance.

Saying this, Xiu'er was a little unaccustomed to it, but the previous scenes soon surfaced in her mind again, the scene of being forcibly possessed by him every day, and the scene of being threatened to kill by Duan Yifeng...... It can be said that the unbearable scenes made her heart tremble.

She clenched her fist, and suddenly turned her fist into a palm, and swung it at a knife on the ground in the distance, which suddenly appeared in her hand.

Like Zhuo Yifan just now, she blew at the edge of the knife, and slowly approached Duan Zixiong, with a sly smile on her face.

With a swoop, she swung the knife at Duan Zixiong's arm, and suddenly a piece of meat was cut off.

"Ah......h

Duan Zixiong screamed incessantly, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his head, his legs were straight and weak, and he couldn't stop shaking.

Bright red blood began to stain the surface of the knife, and it slid down smoothly, gathering all the way to the handle of the knife.

Xiu'er threw the blood at Duan Zixiong and looked at him with a smile on her face.

"Kill me, kill me!"

Duan Zixiong's voice trembled, and his breathing became extremely uneven.

"Yes, what's the hurry!"

As soon as the words fell, Xiu'er swung another knife and eliminated it towards Duan Zixiong's leg, and soon, a piece of meat fell from his leg.

Duan Zixiong screamed again, his mouth kept trembling, his face was pale, his breath was short, and he couldn't stand firmly.

Zhuo Yifan, who was close at hand, his expression followed Xiu'er's knife up and down, and he was also in pain, watching Duan Zixiong being treated as a small animal, he felt that it was still too cruel in his heart.

Xiu'er slowly approached Zhuo Yifan and said with a smile: "Do you know why he is so painful? Because he has never suffered since he was a child, and he likes to torture others cruelly, people like him who die in a way like him, there are many people who die in his hands, knowing this, do you still sympathize with him?"

Hearing this, of course Zhuo Yifan didn't sympathize with him, and he never sympathized with him, he just didn't want him to die so miserably, but it was definitely not sympathetic.

"The world is balanced, and what is given to others will be returned by others, and if it is not returned in himself, it will be returned to his descendants, and if it is not returned in this life, it will also be returned in the next life. Xiu'er said quietly.

The voice was like a demon, whispering a spell to everyone, making people lose their minds and follow her.

"What about you? What about your current style, will God let you go back?" Zhuo Yifan said.

Seeing him ask like this, Xiu'er's evil expression just now suddenly retracted, as if she had never thought about this question.

Shaoqing, she smiled: "Of course not, because this is the current report to his Duan family, his Duan father and son have done a lot of evil, not only killed my father and mother, but also ruthlessly ruined me, this is their punishment, the perfect punishment." Hahahaha......"

Xiu'er laughed, and then looked at her subordinates of Tianxiang Pavilion with a gloomy expression.

When everyone saw this, they didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to look her in the eyes, their bodies were shaking, but they could see that they were all suppressing and not letting themselves be too scared.

Looking at the state of everyone at this time, Xiu'er smiled at the corner of her mouth, what she wants is this kind of terrifying effect, what she wants is deterrence, it is to make people's hearts tremble, now that it has been achieved, it is strange that she is unhappy.

She slowly turned her head and walked towards the pale-faced Duan Zixiong, whose blood was dripping, and the ground was all over the ground, looking like he was dying.

Seeing Xiu'er appear in front of him again, Duan Zixiong raised his trembling head and said weakly: "Kill me...... Give me a good ...... Please. ”

Xiu'er smiled, noncommittal.

"Zhuo Yifan, do you want to try it again?" Xiu'er pointed the knife at him.

"I'm coming, I'm going to kill with a knife, is that okay?"

Xiu'er pretended to think about it for a while, and said, "Forget it, let's let them come, after all, they have been entangled with others, and they should have a different feeling when they send him on the road." ”

As she spoke, Xiu'er set her eyes on the Rakshasas who had had a good time with Duan Zixiong, with a sly smile on her face.

And those rakshasas were already frightened when they saw Xiu'er's expression, and finally she promised to give herself a way out, and now she must do what she asks, otherwise she will die a cruel death like Duan Zixiong.

These rakshasas pulled out their swords one after another and slowly approached Duan Zixiong. And Duan Zixiong was already in pain at this time, and he didn't even have the strength to look at them.

Just when everyone raised their swords to slash and stab, Xiu'er shouted to stop them.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan didn't know what Xiu'er was going to do, couldn't he kill him at this time?

"I haven't asked you to do anything yet, how do you know what I want you to do?" Xiu'er asked.

"Didn't you kill him?" said a rakshasa timidly.

"Yes, I wanted to kill him, but the method was different. Xiu'er smiled.

"That ......"

Everyone was stunned, not knowing what to do.

"You have to grasp the strength, each of you slashes down, you have to make sure that you don't die, otherwise you all have to die!" Xiu'er said majestically.

The rakshasas looked at each other, and there were twenty people, each of whom had a knife first, and they had to be immortal, which was really difficult to do. However, if you don't master the strength well, you will also be killed.

Those people exchanged heads and began to use knives against Duan Zixiong.

I saw that they all stabbed him in the arms and legs, and the back stabbed him in the back and stomach, mainly where there was a lot of flesh.

In the process, one can imagine what Duan Zixiong's pain became, his body spasmed, twisted, and screamed in his throat, but it was very faint, very faint.

The blood on the ground was constantly flowing, like a rain of blood, and the smell of blood was everywhere in the air, filling the mouths and noses of the people around them.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't bear to see such a cruel picture, which was almost no different from Ling Chi's execution.

The rakshasas carefully cut until the last person, Duan Zixiong was still dying.

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and the stone in their hearts finally fell to the ground, so that they didn't have to die with it.