After passing through the book, Master must work hard to achieve the ending of be

Xiao Fangchi paused for a moment and turned back to look at Song Huaiqing steadily.

There was no unnecessary expression on his face, and he looked very calm, but Song Huaiqing could inexplicably smell sadness.

However, after a moment, he reached out and opened Song Huaiqing's hand.

The sleeves slipped out of his hands. Song Huaiqing watched in confusion as Xiao Fangchi walked up to Ling Yue, looked down at him, and then kicked Ling Yue.

Xiao Fangchi turned his head again and gave Song Huaiqing a cute smile. Then he squatted down, reached out and grabbed Ling Yue's hair, and raised his head to face the master.

"Master, do you see how embarrassed he is?"

Song Huaiqing said bitterly: "Don't be like this..."

"Oh?" Xiao Fangchi's fingertips condensed spiritual energy, and a knife appeared, "What kind?"

He gestured up and down with the knife, as if considering where to start.

The knife was pressed against Ling Yue's cheek, tapping it from time to time.

Every time it is patted, Lingyue will shake.

It's the reaction that comes from extreme fear.

Song Huaiqing felt unbearably guilty and took a step forward in an attempt to appease Xiao Fangchi: "Xiao Fangchi, please don't involve others in our affairs, okay?"

Xiao Fangchi snorted coldly and waved his hand.

"do not want!"

However, this time, Song Huaiqing did not successfully stop it.

Along with Lingyue's scream, a small finger bone flew to Song Huaiqing's feet.

"It hurts... it hurts so much, wuwuwu... it hurts..."

Ling Yue was so painful that his whole body convulsed and he was trembling uncontrollably.

"Xiao Fangchi!"

Song Huaiqing stepped forward and slapped him.

With this slap, he used all his strength. Xiao Fangchi's head was slapped to the side, and there was a bright red mark on his face.

"Why, Master, do you feel sorry for him?"

Xiao Fangchi smiled evilly, not caring at all about being beaten.

Song Huaiqing was so angry that she was shaking all over, but actually she was more afraid.

He was afraid that Xiao Fangchi would really kill Ling Yue.

Xiao Fangchi took in the two people's reactions and suddenly felt a little funny. It seemed like he was a bad guy trying to beat a mandarin duck.

However, he was never a good person.

Song Huaiqing knelt weakly on the ground, stretched out her hand to hold Xiao Fangchi's hand, and prayed between her brows: "Don't, don't do this, I beg you."

Lingyue was still sobbing.

Xiao Fangchi looked at Song Huaiqing for a moment, thought of something, suddenly smiled, let go of Ling Yue's hair, and grabbed Song Huaiqing's hand instead:

"Master, how about you kill him yourself? Then I won't torture him."

Song Huaiqing's pupils shrank and she shook her head repeatedly: "No, don't!"

Xiao Fangchi grabbed his hand, put the knife into his hand, and held it tightly with both hands without any refusal, not letting him let go.

"Master, if you don't kill him, I will hang on to his life and torture him until his life is worse than death."

"Master, can you really bear it?"

"Master, please give him a good time."

"Master, with just one stab, he won't be in pain anymore."

Xiao Fangchi's voice seemed to have magic power, constantly drilling into Song Huaiqing's ears, as if to break his mind.

Song Huaiqing bit her lower lip tightly, her face pale.

No, you can't!

The spirit cannot die.

He is innocent.

However, Xiao Fangchi took his hand and pointed the blade at Ling Yue, slowly coming to his heart.

Three inches…

Two inches…

Xiao Fangchi held Song Huaiqing's hand and stabbed down bit by bit with the blade.

don't want…

Song Huaiqing kept shaking his head.

He desperately tried to free his hand, but Xiao Fangchi used his spiritual power, so he could only be forced to let Xiao Fangchi move, watching in despair as the blade got closer and closer.

When he was an inch away, Xiao Fangchi finally stopped moving.

"Master, let's kill him."

His voice was like a demon whispering.

The next second, Song Huaiqing felt his hands being pushed down by a force.

"Pfft."

The blade pierces the heart.

Blood instantly splashed across Song Huaiqing's face.

At this moment, his world became quiet.

He couldn't see anything, the whole world was only a flash of red in front of him.

The warm touch on his hands and face reminded him of what happened at that moment.

Song Huaiqing's whole body froze, and even his blood seemed to be frozen.

half an hour.

He finally realized that Xiao Fangchi had let go of his hand at some point, leaving him holding the knife and still maintaining the thrusting action.

Song Huaiqing collapsed: "Ahhh!"

Ling Yue died, before he completed his mission and before he returned to modern times. Because of him, he died in this book world.

His fault, it's all his fault...

Song Huaiqing's throat felt fishy and sweet, her breathing became more and more rapid, the pain in her heart intensified, and her consciousness gradually became confused.

Immediately, he coughed out a large mouthful of blood.

His hands were covered in blood.

As he watched, Song Huaiqing suddenly laughed: "Hahaha..."

Like a demon.

"Master!"

Xiao Fangchi exclaimed, walked to Song Huaiqing's side, and quickly took out the elixir and fed it to him.

"Master, don't scare your disciples."

However, Song Huaiqing showed no reaction, just looking at his hands with dull eyes, like a porcelain doll without a soul.

Xiao Fangchi panicked, pulled the man into his arms, and patted his back again and again.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Fangchi waved his hand.

Ling Yue's bloody corpse disappeared completely in an instant.

Xiao Fangchi said anxiously: "Master, I lied to you, Ling Yue is not dead.

Don't scare me, Master, I am wrong.

Disciple is here to scare you, Ling Yue is not dead, he really is not dead. "

He kept talking and explaining, but Song Huaiqing still didn't respond.

Xiao Fangchi became more and more panicked and quickly carried him to another torture room.

This torture chamber was exactly the same as the scene Song Huaiqing saw at the beginning.

Lingyue curled up on the ground and buried his head.

"Master, look, Ling Yue is here, he is fine."

Seeing that Song Huaiqing didn't respond, Xiao Fangchi had no choice but to hold his hand and check Lingyue's breathing.

The breathing was shallow, but real.

Song Huaiqing's eyes flickered and she regained her consciousness slightly.

Xiao Fangchi quickly continued: "Master, you did not kill Lingyue. What just happened was just an illusion. The disciple just wanted to scare you, it was not real."

Song Huaiqing's hand slowly touched Lingyue's pulse point and felt his slow but beating pulse.

Finally, Song Huaiqing pulled away from the emotions just now.

He tilted his head and met Xiao Fangchi's worried eyes.

"Xiao Fangchi, you bastard."

Song Huaiqing was exhausted and suddenly relaxed.

As soon as he finished speaking, he tilted his head and passed out.

……

The candles in the torture chamber flickered.

A figure rushed past, causing a gust of wind that almost extinguished the candle.

The candle struggled for a few moments, then stood up again and continued to burn.

Lingyue was tied to the torture rack.

[Host, your mission has been updated. Inform Xiao Fangchi of the identity of Song Huaiqing’s book wearer. 】