Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

When Xiao Yanxing heard her soft cry of pain, he involuntarily relaxed the strength of his hands.

Looking at Xue Fu's eyes slowly filling with tears, he suddenly realized that this little Que'er had always been a delicate girl who could not stand any pain. Whenever she was about to cry, he would hold her and gently coax her for a long time before he could comfort her.

But how could such a gentle and soft-hearted girl have the courage to leave him for another man?

She had been gone for more than a year, and now that she was back, she used this simple little trick again. Was she testing him?

Xiao Yanxing tried hard to restrain the subconscious impulse in his bones to gently coax her. Habits are really terrible. He looked at her coldly for a while, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, but the hand around her waist only gently circled her without too much force: "Don't cry."

Every time she cried out in pain, didn't he feel any pain too?

Xue Fu trembled after being yelled at by him. He was really mean to her now. He even didn't let her cry. She had to hold back her tears, sniffed, and looked at him aggrievedly.

Finally, Xiao Yanxing couldn't bear it anymore. He sighed in his heart and gently squeezed her hand. It seemed casual and he didn't care at all. He asked her: "Tell me, where have you been all these years?"

"I, I'm here." Xue Fu opened her mouth several times, but finally chose to remain silent and lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Ah Xing, I can't say it."

No one would give away everything as soon as they get back.

Xue Fu, now she was unwilling to even give him an excuse to lie to him. It was obvious that if she said it, he would try to believe it, but she didn't.

Sure enough, she still cares about that person, but what can she do even if she cares? Xiao Yanxing suddenly thought of something, raised his hand and touched her head, lowered his head, and said in a gentle and doting voice: "Fuer, if you don't want to say it, don't say it. I won't force you. I will take you to a place."

Such gentleness, and the fact that he called her Fu'er, almost made Xue Fu think that she had returned to the way she and Xiao Yanxing got along. She nodded subconsciously: "Okay."

Xue Fu was carried out of Guanyue Tower by Xiao Yanxing, and she snuggled in his arms obediently.

dungeon.

The screams, the sound of whips hitting flesh, and the stronger smell of blood as she got closer made Xue Fu's heart tighten and her body began to tremble. "Ah Xing, where is this place?"

Xiao Yanxing felt that she was trembling, so he put her down and raised his hand to the guard next to him. The guard came forward, listened to his instructions, responded respectfully, and turned to leave.

After a while, two guards brought out a man from the prison whose body was covered in shreds of flesh and skin, with no intact flesh left. They took the man to kneel in front of Xiao Yanxing.

"Execution."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The half-dead man was once again carried by two guards to the wooden rack nearby, his hands were tied with ropes, and a noose was put around his neck. After one guard scooped a bucket of water from the side and poured it on the man to wake him up, the other picked up a whip and began to whip the man again and again.

"Fuer, do you still recognize him?" Xiao Yanxing hugged her from behind, pinched her chin tightly with one hand, straightened her slightly pale face, and forced Xue Fu to watch the cruel scene of the execution.

"do not know."

Xue Fu suppressed her nausea and looked at the person's face clearly. She was sure that she didn't know him.