Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 525

Feng Yin saw Wei Yuanwei holding a blade that was glowing with a cold light walking towards him, he immediately cowered at the corner of the bed and fearfully said: "Wei Yuanwei, what are you doing?"

"Feng Yin, I don't have any more patience with you. Since you like to pretend so much, then continue pretending." Wei Yuanwei raised the Featherless Blade in his hand and thrusted it towards Feng Yin's body.

Feng Yin immediately used his hands to block it, and shouted in fear: "Wei Yuanwei, don't, don't kill me!"

However, Wei Yuanwei was completely indifferent to Feng Yin's cries. The sharp blade cut Feng Yin's skin, and the bright red blood was like a blooming peony flower, quickly dyeing Feng Yin's undergarments red.

While using his hands to block the attack, Feng Yin used a voice that carried a thick sobbing tone and said to Wei Yuanwei, "Wei Yuanwei, it's painful, it's painful …"

He was like a real fool, only knowing how to dodge but not how to run.

Wei Yuanwei's face was gloomy and cold, his martial arts had already recovered, her internal energy had also recovered, just that even without using any martial arts or internal energy, she could still suppress her with just his strength.

The bottom of Wei Yuanwei's eyes were blood-red. The hand that was holding onto Feng Yin, forcefully dragged him from the bed to the ground.

Feng Yin fell helplessly onto the ground, following that, Wei Yuanwei fiercely thrust the Featherless Blade into Feng Yin's palm. Immediately, Feng Yin's pained cry echoed throughout the room.

Wei Yuanwei originally thought that Feng Yin would dodge, but she never thought that the Featherless Blade in her hands would actually stab solidly into the palm of Feng Yin, and directly penetrate his entire palm.

What Wei Yuanwei did not expect was that the Featherless Blade was actually this sharp. She swore that she was only going to stab Feng Yin's palm, but she did not truly want to pierce Feng Yin's palm.

Who knew that with just a little bit of force, she was able to pierce through Feng Yin's palm?

Feng Yin cried out in pain, accompanied by his weeping, causing Wei Yuanwei's body to feel even colder.

"Wei Yuanwei, it hurts … "It really hurts …" Feng Yin opened his mouth wide, and his throat was filled with a heavy sobbing. His pitch-black eyes revealed an expression of helplessness and fear.

However, his expression was still as foolish as before …

"Feng Yin, how long are you going to act?" Seeing Feng Yin's helpless look, Wei Yuanwei was slightly moved, but immediately after, he hardened his heart.

Feng Yin who was lying on the ground shook his head continuously, the tears that came from his fear drenched his entire face, and only spoke a few words: "Wei Yuanwei, I am not pretending, I am not pretending, I am not pretending …. "It really hurts …"

Feng Yin saw the blood flowing out from his palm, and the fear in his eyes became even more intense. He extended his hand to try and pull the blade out, but every time he was about to touch the hilt, he shrank back out of fear.

"Feng Yin, it doesn't matter if you're pretending or not, you must die today!" Wei Yuanwei forced herself to become stubborn. She could not forget how she spent the entire year, searching for Mu Jin day and night. Every day and night was extremely painful and painful for her;

Only by killing Feng Yin would her and Mu Jin's situation improve.

Wei Yuanwei fiercely pulled the Featherless Blade out from Feng Yin's palm, and just as Mu Jin had said, the blade was indeed as Mu Jin had said, it did not get any blood stains, and at the moment she pulled it out, only a small amount of blood came out, while the blood that was initially on the Featherless Blade blade, quickly dripped down, bringing with it a cold glint.

"Ahh …" Feng Yin cried out in pain once again, the moment Wei Yuanwei pulled out the Featherless Blade, Feng Yin held onto his own palm, and started rolling on the ground in pain.

After that, Feng Yin, who had been stabbed multiple times, was completely afraid. The trust in his eyes when he looked at Wei Yuanwei had turned into fear, and he slowly crawled towards the door.

Killing people was very addictive. If the first blade didn't stop when it stabbed into the body, then the second and third blades would bring about a kind of pleasure when it stabbed into the body.

This was why some people would stab the victim even after he was already dead. It was because when the killer stabbed the victim again, the knife would cut the victim's skin, giving the killer a sense of reputation and making him fall into a state of madness.

As for the current Wei Yuanwei, she did not enjoy this process, but had steeled her heart to take Feng Yin's life.

She originally wanted to use a different method to kill Feng Yin, but when she stabbed at Feng Yin for the first time, she no longer had any room to turn around, nor would she turn around.

Wei Yuanwei held the Featherless Blade, and stabbed Feng Yin once again heavily in the shoulder, the sound of Feng Yin's screams immediately reverberating throughout the room.

Feng Yin turned his head around to look at the b.l.o.o.d.y Wei Yuanwei with a pained expression. In his black eyes, other than fear, there was also a deep fear. It was as if he did not understand Wei Yuanwei's actions at all, "Wei Yuanwei, do I hate it all so much that I want you to kill me …"

That was a sound of despair, or perhaps it was the last time he trusted Wei Yuanwei.

Wei Yuanwei did not say anything. Seeing this bewildered and completely scared silly Feng Yin in front of him, the hand that held the Featherless Blade slightly trembled.

Was it because Feng Yin had not recovered, or was all of this an act?

Did Feng Yin expect that she wouldn't kill him, so he intentionally played the part of a torturer in front of her?

Wei Yuanwei pursed her lips, and a fierce look quickly flashed across her eyes. At the same time, all of the trust Feng Yin had for Wei Yuanwei disappeared as well, and she looked at Wei Yuanwei as if she was a ferocious beast.

Wei Yuanwei used her hand to hold down Feng Yin, then stepped onto Feng Yin's body. The expression on his face instantly became cruel and emotionless, and she raised the Featherless Blade high up, slicing towards Feng Yin's throat.

That determined and damaged expression made Feng Yin struggle in fear, and his black pupils immediately enlarged.

When the Featherless Blade reached Feng Yin's neck, time seemed to have stopped.

He could only hear the despair in Feng Yin's voice, the helplessness before death, and the low sounds of sobbing.

The ice-cold saber blade pressed against Feng Yin's neck, causing Feng Yin's entire body to tense up. He was also trembling violently as he struggled.

Wei Yuanwei took in a deep breath, the sweat on her forehead slowly sliding down her cheeks. A thin layer of sweat was wrapped around her fair neck.

"I'm sorry, I scared you!" Wei Yuanwei put down the Featherless Blade in his hands and quickly descended from Feng Yin's body.

From the reaction of Feng Yin before he met danger and died, Wei Yuanwei determined that all of this was not an act.

If he recovered his memory, the wind would definitely stop him when her blade was about to cut his throat. Even if he didn't want to, his body's natural instinct would.