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"Laibao, are you ready?" Di Yunge let go of Shen Zhaoxue's hand.

"Get ready." Fu Laibao timidly tidied up the scattered arrows.

"Come up."

Although the Fulaibao man was old, his movements were very agile. Without waiting for the two of them to wait any longer, he tied the man in black to a big wheel and carried them up together.

"Does Mr. Shen still know him?"

Di Yunge touched Shen Zhaoxue's with his white hands, and picked up the sunset bow again, but this time it was aimed at the right hand of the man in black.

"know."

As soon as Shen Zhaoxue's words fell, Di Yunge manipulated his hand to shoot the first arrow.

The arrow pierced through the clear sky, and after making a shrill cry like a bird, it hit the right palm of the man in black in the distance.

"Ah!" the man exclaimed in pain.

Di Yunge frowned, "It's too loud, I cut off his tongue."

"His Majesty……"

Shen Zhaoxue felt that this was a bit cruel.

"Master Shen wants to persuade me? Then do you know what he did to you?"

Shen Zhaoxue shook her head.

Di Yunge laughed at himself, "Yes, how do you know?"

"Don't you think it's strange that Mr. Shen has been in a coma for so long?" Di Yunge said in a slightly cold tone afterward.

"Laibao, take my sword, I will give it to him myself, cut off his tongue."

Di Yunge waved his loose robe, and Fulaima immediately brought the sharp knife that Di Yunge used to chop him last time.

The blade was slowly pulled out from the scabbard, and the snow-white blade shone brightly in the sun.

Di Yunge stretched out his hand to support Jianfeng, and in an instant, the blood slowly flowed down from Di Yunge's fingers.

"This sword has been stained with Mr. Shen's blood." Di Yunge put the blood-stained sword back into the scabbard.

"Noble, get a blunt one instead."

Di Yunge rubbed the cut fingertips, and said harshly, "The sharp blade is too cheap for him."

"I want to cut slowly."

"Yes." Fu Laibao trembled all over, and retreated while holding the sword.

It was only then that Di Yunge remembered that Shen Zhaoxue was still at the side, and after thinking about it, he said another word to Fulibao.

"No need, I will cut slowly with arrows."

Di Yunge took a look at Shen Zhaoxue, and then said slowly, "Mr. Shen, do you want to see me?"

Shen Zhaoxue didn't know what he meant by asking this, so she nodded or shook her head for a while.

"Give me the arrow." Di Yunge spread his hands towards him.

Only then did Shen Zhaoxue realize that she took the arrow from Fulaibao and put it in Di Yunge's hand, but she didn't expect that the moment he put down the arrow, Di Yunge immediately grabbed his hand.

"Your Majesty." Shen Zhaoxue raised her head in doubt.

But Di Yunge looked at him meaningfully, and said, "Young Master Shen, you don't like to watch Zhenjiao, do you? After all, you can only know the different feeling of this thing if you have tried it yourself."

"Manipulating life and death." Di Yunge squeezed his hand a little tighter, "Young Master Shen, do you want to?"

Without waiting for Shen Zhaoxue to answer, Di Yunge put down his hand, clinging to the arrow, he walked a few steps forward until he reached the side of the man in black.

Di Yunge didn't have that much patience when he raised the arrow point in his hand and cut the lips of the man in black with the point of the arrow. To stab at the bed of his tongue.

As Di Yunge stabbed deeply again and again, the blood gradually flowed from his mouth to the man in black's chin. He had already lost the strength to shout, but kept shaking as Di Yunge stabbed again and again. His body proved that he still felt pain.

I don't know how long it took to stab, Di Yunge stopped his movements, turned around, his handsome face was covered in blood, but the man's tongue was hanging on the sword arrow, it looked bloody and terrifying .

"Is it for the fish on the chopping board, or the sharp blade for chopping the fish. Mr. Shen, have you thought about it?"