Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 319

Wei Guanshu laughed coldly: "Wei Yuanwei, you actually still want to care about others even now. If you had been a little more obedient, would you have fallen into such a situation?"

"If I am obedient, I'm afraid that I can only talk to my sister's corpse. I know what my sister is thinking, but after the king has completed his task, sister should vent her anger on my sister. After all, my sister's body is still useful to the prince!" Wei Yuanwei's calmness truly caused Wei Guanshu to feel an unprecedented pressure.

She was clearly the victor, and should have been the one feeling proud of herself. But at this moment, in front of Wei Yuanwei, she didn't have the slightest hint of joy or joy that a victor should have.

Instead, she became the loser.

"Wei Yuanwei, I can't wait that long. I won't torture you, I will only torture the person you care about! "Hahahahaha..." When Wei Guanshu saw that the bottom of Wei Yuanwei's jumping eyes instantly filled with fear, the anger that Wei Guanshu pressed against his chest was finally vented.

Yun Xie, Wei Guanshu, you two must either force her into a dead end, or give her no chance at all, or kill her now, or else if they relax for even a moment in the future, she will definitely treat it as a rebirth, and kill them all.

When two guards wearing black with faces full of anger walked in dragging a man dressed in red and white, Wei Guanshu took a glance and a look of fear immediately flashed in her eyes.

Wei Guanshu used a handkerchief to cover his nose and mouth, his willow leaf eyebrows were tightly knitted, but his expression as he looked at Wei Yuanwei was extremely pleased with herself and took joy in her misfortune.

Wei Yuanwei, Ning Zhiqiang's face was completely bloodied from the fire, there wasn't even a piece of skin on her face. She wanted to see how she was going to live in a cell with someone who couldn't even be considered human.

Just the burnt smell from his skin was enough to cause his stomach to churn and churn violently. He could even spit out the sour water in his stomach.

In this gloomy and reeking place, Wei Guanshu was unwilling to stay any longer. In the end, she turned her head and admired Wei Yuanwei's twitching and uncomfortable expression, before she immediately left the dungeon.

Wei Yuanwei looked at Ning Zhiqiang, who was ruthlessly thrown to the ground like a corpse by the two guards. A large portion of his snow-white clothes had already been dyed red with blood, and the pungent burnt smell a.s.saulted Wei Yuanwei's nasal cavities and nerves.

However, Wei Yuanwei did not reveal the least bit of disgust, his clear and beautiful eyes were currently filled with pain and fear. She slowly reached out his hand, and pushed away the long hair that covered his face.

Ning Zhiqiang's long hair was as black as ink, and very smooth to the touch. The roots of his hair, however, were dyed with fresh blood, almost to the point of covering up the color of his hair.

Wei Yuanwei's heart trembled every time she fiddled with his, and when she saw Ning Zhiqiang's face that was filled with blood and flesh mixed together, Wei Yuanwei almost fainted.

Yun Xie was really ruthless, she almost burnt Ning Zhiqiang's entire face, some parts of it were already burnt black, making people want to puke.

The man who had been incredibly beautiful just a second ago had now become someone even more terrifying than ghosts.

"Quiet …" Wei Yuanwei's voice trembled, and a few drops of clear tears unconsciously rolled down his face.

Yun Xie had hurt her so badly that she hadn't shed a single tear, but when he saw Ning Zhiqiang's face, which had been burned to a b.l.o.o.d.y pulp, she felt his heart crumble.

Ning Zhizhan was thoroughly ruined. As a plastic surgeon, she had once performed a skin grafting operation on someone, but Ning Zhizhan's face had been burnt to a crisp. Not to mention the skin, even the nerves on her face had almost burnt out.

Ning Zhizi's face had been burned so badly that if she didn't hurry up the hemostasis treatment and was in this damp and gloomy place, the wound would easily be infested with germs and her wound would have completely lost its ability to defend against the bacteria.

It wouldn't be long before Ning Zhiqiang died.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry …" Wei Yuanwei carried Ning Zhiqiang who looked like a corpse in her arms, and only now did she realize that Ning Zhiqiang's arms were all broken. Pulling open her sleeves, she saw that Ning Zhiqiang's jade white skin was completely covered in a bluish purple color, clearly indicating that when Yun Xie was burning Ning Zhiqiang's body, these tragic and unsightly scars were only left on his body due to her intense struggles. In the end, Yun Xie had someone break Ning Zhiqiang's arm just like that.

In a few seconds, Wei Yuanwei's entire face was drenched in tears. Wei Yuanwei wanted to cry out loud, but the sound was stuck in her throat and could not come out. It could only become silent crying.

Just what right did she have to make a man do such a thing for her? He could have clearly escaped, he could have ignored her, and he clearly knew that he was no match for Xie w.a.n.g, but he still came out …

Why? If she could, she really would rather never have known him. Even when she was in the underground palace, she shouldn't have escaped with him …

Wei Yuanwei's heart felt as though it was being ripped off piece by piece by someone's hand. It was so painful that she was even going to exhaust all the strength in his body to breathe.

Ning Zhiqiang was burnt to death by Yun Xie, she could not survive at all. Even if she had a pair of delicate hands, she did not have a scalpel, medicine or disinfecting tools, so there was nothing she could do.

Even if he tore off her clothes and covered her face, she wouldn't be able to do it.

Wei Yuanwei carried Ning Zhiqiang in her arms. Every breath and every sob was like a whip that viciously lashed out at Wei Yuanwei's b.l.o.o.d.y mouth.

Right now, the only thing she could do was to hold Ning Zhiqiang in her arms and wait for his death. She watched his heartbeat become weaker and weaker, until it finally stopped beating.

"Zhu'er …." A weak voice that sounded like a mosquito came out of Ning Zhizhan's mouth.

Wei Yuanwei thought she heard wrongly, and immediately put her ear close to Ning Zhizi's mouth.

"Zhu'er …." This sound was even weaker than the previous one. It was as if the sound came directly from the throat; it was very heavy.