The villain: the memory is exposed, making the empress cry for forgiveness

What kind of momentum is this...

The guards and guards who were coming here were just listening from a distance, as if they saw a demon from hell roaring loudly in front of them.

I felt a terrible coldness rushing up from the spine crazily.

It made their hair stand on end, trembling all over, and it was even difficult for them to move.

"Kill...I...have the ability...you killed me..."

Although Qin Chengxun knew that he was in a desperate situation, and he was by no means Lin Yuan's opponent, he still had an attitude of arrogance rather than surrender.

"Kill me...you...don't even think about...walking out alive, this palace..."

A sinister grin was forced out of his face twisted into a lump by the severe pain, and Qin Chengxun spat out a mouthful of broken teeth, threatening intermittently.

"And never...don't even think about...seeing Qin Zhi again...ahhhhh!!!"

Before Qin Chengxun could finish his threatening words, he let out several screams like killing a pig.

Following the splash of blood on the roof of the hall, one arm flew high into the sky, spreading blood mist all over the sky.

His right arm was forcibly torn by Lin Yuan, and blood gushed out from his shoulder like a fountain.

"Prince, you think I dare not kill you, right?"

Lin Yuan revealed a terrifying and cold smile, and his voice calmed down in depression.

But the two scarlet pupils shot out from his eyes became even more frightening.

"Since I dare to come directly to the door, dare to directly do something in the palace, I never thought about the consequences."

Lin Yuan raised his foot to step on Qin Chengxun's body that was trembling wildly in convulsions, grabbed his left arm, which was no longer able to struggle, and spread his five fingers one by one.

"You better hope that the person who rescued you will come sooner, because next, I will break your fingers one by one."

That shuddering sneer was filled with inhuman cruelty, which made all the monks watching the picture shiver.

"Then I will crush your bones bit by bit until you are willing to speak, until someone comes to save you."

"But before that, I will definitely let you experience the pain that is worse than death."

The words with the meaning of endless abuse reached Qin Chengxun's ears, causing his shrunken pupils to shrink violently again.

At this moment, how much he thought about passing out like this, wishing he could die directly.

But the excruciating pain coming from all over his body kept him awake.

Only now did he truly know that the person he had provoked, the person standing in front of him, was not a normal human being at all.

But a living devil, a desperate beast.

Outside the copper coffin, all the monks felt the same tremor in their hearts at the moment, and their hearts were suppressed to the point where they couldn't beat.

It was the first time for them to witness the cruel, ruthless and irrational appearance of the young Emperor Qing.

This appearance is too terrifying, even a demon is nothing more than that.

All of this is because of Qin Zhimu who married to Yan Country.

To the young Emperor Qing, Qin Zhimu was completely untouchable.

Dragons have reverse scales, and if you touch them, you will die... These eight words have unconsciously appeared in the minds of countless people.

Only when you touch Qingdi's nilin, will you know how terrifying he is.

In this extremely depressing and silent atmosphere, everyone was silently watching the picture, unable to speak.

Lin Yuan didn't give him any time, and as his thumb was forced back 180 degrees, Qin Chengxun let out another heart-piercing scream.

The pain of having his bones broken made him tremble violently all over his body, and let out a shrill cry of pain.

It was so stern that everyone almost couldn't help covering their ears, and their scalps went numb.

It was the first time to abuse violently, but Lin Yuan didn't feel any discomfort.

Qin Chengxue's shrill screams sounded to his ears as if they were melodious notes played one after another.

The pungent smell of blood in the air has completely ignited his bloody anger and cruelty.

Only blood, only killing, is enough to completely extinguish it.

There was still no pause, and the next moment Lin Yuan grabbed Qin Chengxun's index finger and was about to break it.

"Don't... I said... ahh... I said!!"

In the extreme pain, Qin Chengxue screamed in panic.

"I played it... I played it for her... Soul-eating Gu... moved the soul... changed the memory..."

"Including my father...the Gu, and the head drop technique... are all taught to me by the insect monsters of the Southern Border Monster Clan..."

"I can, control her... take the worms to the country of Yan... I can... unite with the worms and unify the seven kingdoms one by one..."

Qin Chengxue's voice became smaller and smaller, until finally there was only a weak moan left.

"You can't... you can't kill me... if you kill me, she won't... recover..."

Outside the copper coffin.

When Qin Zhimu heard this sentence from his own ears, the elder brother whom he respected and loved, Qin Zhimu's mind suddenly became violent.

Her soul also became blank in bursts of soul-piercing pain, and then countless scattered pictures and memory fragments related to it flashed across.

impossible……

This is impossible……

Chapter 145 Who Stops... Who Dies! ! !

within the screen.

After listening to Qin Chengxu's sentence, Lin Yuan's whole body, including every organ and every muscle on his face, couldn't stop trembling.

And the trembling amplitude became more and more intense during this process.

The monstrous flames of anger that rushed from his heart almost knocked him unconscious.

He was on the brink of rage.

The whites of the eyes in the red pupils have already been completely stained red with blood, and there are scarlet bloodshots all over.

It looks very creepy.

"Changed the memory, moved the soul, what do you mean?!"

Lin Yuan grabbed Qin Chengxun by the collar, wanting to blow his head off with a punch, and questioned in a roar.

"The Soul Devouring Gu... It feeds on the memory of the soul, the seven emotions and six desires..."

The limp body was picked up by Lin Yuan, and Qin Chengxun swayed up and down feebly in mid-air.

"That is...she no longer remembers...memories with you...feelings for you..."

"But Lin Yuan...do you know?"

In the picture, Prince Qin's face covered with pain, thick blood gurgling, and distorted to the point of being unrecognizable, reveals a gloomy smile of hopelessness.

"My... innocent and innocent sister... is really strong."

"I was in Heaven Prison, and I took countless extremely vicious... murderous prisoners... to do experiments."

Speaking of this, Qin Chengxun gasped heavily, turned his head to the side and spat out a mouthful of scarlet blood that flowed into his mouth, and then smiled grimly.

"A small soul-devouring insect can torture them to the point where they grab the ground with their heads, and wish they could commit suicide directly."

"But do you know...my sister is clearly being devoured by soul-eating insects, yet she still remains conscious."

"By the way... At that time, she was shaking violently like you are now."

Qin Chengxun seemed to have numb the severe pain in his body, his voice sounded a little stronger, but also a little bit joyful.

"Crying bitterly, calling your name sternly, begging me on my knees...begging me not to erase your memory, saying that I would rather do anything."

"Hehehe... what a touching love..."

"You know, at that time everyone thought...you died along with those contestants whose soul lamps were broken."

Qin Chengxun's eyes were blurred with blood, and he sneered at Lin Yuan in front of him.

"Lin Yuan...my sister, I actually love you so...to death."

"In the past, I originally wanted to kill her directly, but at that time, I changed my mind."

The sound of rough footsteps was getting closer and closer, and the grin on Qin Chengxun's face became more and more obvious.

He unscrupulously stimulated Lin Yuan's anger, confident that with Qin Zhimu as a bargaining chip, he was not afraid of losing his life.

"So, not only did I destroy this poignant love..."

"I also planted a hint in her soul that she will no longer love you..."

"It's the Crown Prince of Yan Kingdom...it's Yan Ren! Hahahaha..."

……

boom!boom!boom!

Outside the copper coffin, hearing the first prince's words with his own ears, Qin Zhimu's mind seemed to have several thunderclaps.

Her doubts, her worries, and the pain in her heart that she had lost something important were all verified to be true at this moment.

fake...all fake...

In her mind, she thought that her love for Yanren was just Qin Chengxuan's unilateral hints using witchcraft to drive her behavior.

Everything that she and Lin Yuan experienced, those pictures, and those words are from the heart, and are the real existence.

The reason why she can't remember is because these memories, these pictures, were all artificially erased and completely destroyed.

She thought she came all the way here to witness the death of her beloved one.

But he never expected that he would witness this truth that was buried in the years, which was hard to know and unbelievable.

I will see with my own eyes how the innocent feelings of my youth were shattered.

The collapse of the belief in survival, the complete subversion of the outlook on life, and the huge impact on the soul.

Waves of landslides surged into Qin Zhimu's heart one after another.

She closed her eyes tightly and tried her best to completely recall the blurred images in her mind.

The memory fragments seen in the picture of the copper coffin, the words heard, and the scenes that flashed in her mind kept overlapping.

pain……

pain……

Intense, indescribable pain...

With the continuous fusion of memories, the depths of Qin Zhimu's mind, the depths of the whole person's soul.

It was as if something was tearing apart her soul like a corpse.

Madness recklessly injects, imprints, and engraves those pictures and buried memories that she has forgotten.

The missing fragments in the soul, the lost memories, and the pictures buried deep in the soul are recovering and reorganizing bit by bit.

This kind of severe pain engraved on the soul made Qin Zhimu's body tremble in great pain.

For the first time, she personally experienced what it means to be in pain that ordinary people can't bear at all.

That was not an ordinary physical pain, but the pain of thousands of ants gnawing at the heart.

It was the soul-devouring pain that came from the heart, originated from the soul, and spread throughout the body.

There was a slight strange feeling on both sides of the cheek, and Qin Zhimu subconsciously raised his hand to stroke it.

But I found that I didn't know when, I had already shed two lines of tears.

Maybe fate's punishment for people is not to forget, but to always remember.

Qin Zhimu remembered, she vaguely remembered.

That day, in the dim Rouyi Hall, she knelt down, enduring the same extreme pain as she is now.

Blood flowed everywhere in front of him, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.