Nan Mengjiao widened her eyes and looked at Ye Chuyue, who was sitting on the main seat in disbelief.

How could her orthodox princess of the Xuanhan royal family dance a song of flowers?

If you really do this, wouldn’t it become Xuanhan’s shame?

It will also bring shame to the Xuanhan Warrior and find it difficult to raise his head!

"Is this your righteousness in Ye Chu?"

Nan Mengjiao gritted her teeth and said viciously: "The five continents say that you are as good as men. You are a role model for women in the world. It turns out that you are just a shameless person who humiliates women!"

Chu Yue looked at her jokingly, slowly tidied up her sleeves, her eyes swept over inadvertently, and said indifferently: "It turns out that Princess Nanmeng, you know that this is humiliating women. Why? Your Princess Xuanhan is a woman. My Princess Ling Tian deserves to be humiliated by you. People always humiliate others. Why didn't you reflect when you trampled on others' dignity? When a stone hits you, you realize that it hurts. Having a princess like you is Xuanhan's shame. Are you afraid of being even more humiliated?"

This trick...

It’s just an eye for an eye, a tooth for an tooth!

Bu Hairou's heart trembled slightly and her eyes were red.

She bit her lower lip tightly, her eyes tremblingly at the person who had found her face like a king.

"Impossible!" said Nan Mengjiao.

“The bones are pretty hard.”

Chu Yue folded her legs, and Yingying's jade hands casually placed above the chair handle. In the plainest tone, she said something that made everyone present feel creepy: "The ghosts of my deity have been hungry for many years, and it should be enough to have a good meal. I was still thinking that if your gun dance withered can make me happy, maybe I will let you go. Now it seems that you don't need the mercy of my deity. Since that's the case, I will just knock down your bones inch by inch and feed them to the ghosts. Although it's a bit unlucky, it's a blessing to be able to eat."

Xiao Li said, "Master Chu, I have a proposal."

"Let's listen—"

"Princess Nanmeng has the blood of the Xuanhan royal family, and the value of flesh and blood is far higher than that of ordinary warriors. It is better to be enclosed in a cage and penetrate his ankle bones with iron chains, and then feed the above elixirs carefully every day. In this way, one inch of bone, one inch of flesh, and one bowl of blood can be cut every day to feed the ghost spirits. Because of the elixir, Princess Nanmeng can live well as the ingredients for the ghost spirits for at least the next seven years."

Xiao Li said it lightly.

The warriors around them were all extremely terrified.

Can people think of such torture methods?

Both of them looked at Xiao Li's eyes, filled with deep horror.

People in the world only know that Ye Chuyue is cruel and ruthless, but they don’t know that Xiao Li next to him is also a ruthless character like a poisonous snake and a beast!

"The proposal is good, it's accurate, so do it."

Chu Yue raised her hand, and the fourth-level ghosts immediately rushed out and rushed towards Nan Mengjiao.

Nan Mengjiao and Xuanhan Warriors are hard to resist this ghost storm.

"I'll dance!" Nan Mengjiao shouted in a sad voice.

She would rather endure temporary humiliation than being tortured in a cage for seven years.

What's more, the green mountains left are there, so you don't have to worry about burning firewood.

Just get through this level!

"Please, Princess Nanmeng."

Chu Yue raised her jaw slightly, her eyes as cold as ice.

Nan Mengjiao took the silver spear handed over by the green maid and walked to the center of the feast.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

After a long time, he slowly opened his blood-red eyes and clenched the silver spear and danced with the wind.

Nan Mengjiao's spear flew out, causing a burst of wind.

After dancing for a while, Nan Mengjiao humiliatedly tore her coat apart.

Another shot was swung.

Another layer of clothing was broken.

Nan Mengjiao's underwear is very thin, and her skin is like creamy jade.

The cool breeze slapped on the delicate skin, causing goosebumps all over the body.

A sense of humiliation surged from the soles of the feet of the sky!

Nan Mengjiao was so angry that she was frighteningly red, and tears filled her eyes with her eyes that had not fallen for a long time.

Nan Mengjiao was about to tear off the last layer of underwear, and a ray of thunder and lightning struck Nan Mengjiao in an instant, knocking Nan Mengjiao to the ground.

Nan Mengjiao lay in a pool of blood, her deep hatred surging wildly in her chest, heart and lungs.

She raised her head and looked at Ye Chuyue, who was thundering lightning.

"Aren't you full?"

Chu Yue Leng sneered: "This is also called Wu? Is the princess of Xuanhan royal family capable of this?"

Yuan Guihai looked at Chu Yue sideways, his eyes full of surprise.

Obviously, Ye Chuyue left a layer of shame-covering clothes for Nan Mengjiao.

She disdains to use such means to humiliate her, but Nan Meng is too mean to use this trick.

The green-clothed maid hurriedly went over and helped Nan Mengjiao up, staring at Chu Yue fiercely: "Ye Chuyue, do you know who the person in front of you is, the princess of the Xuanhan royal family! Could you please want Ling Tian and Xuanhan to start a war? Then my Xuanhan Iron Cavalry will strait Ling Tian, ​​and you Ye Chuyue will be the sinner of Ling Tian's billions of people!"

Chu Yue tilted her head, raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the green-clothed maid who was anxious and red and white-faced. The evil spirit in her eyes became stronger than the fog and demon barrier.

"Xuanhan Iron Cavalry..."

Chu Yue smiled softly, pulled out the National Protection Sword and smashed it to the ground: "I am here, and I will accompany you Xuanhan Iron Cavalry at any time!"

The National Protection Sword slashed at the feast place and instantly cracked the spider web.

The huge crack spread from under the tip of the knife to the green-clothed maid and Nan Mengjiao.

The maid in green clothes only thought Ye Chuyue was crazy.

"Bu Hairou!"

Chu Yue shouted loudly.

Bu Hairou still held the corpse of the young warrior and replied: "I'm here."

"Why is the Dantian martial root missing? How did I, the Lingtian warrior, die? Say!"

Chu Yue's face was full of viciousness, and the solemn aura burst out from his martial body like a storm.

Bu Hairou looked down at the blood skeleton on her abdomen, then raised her face and shouted: "The martial root of Dantian was deposed by Nan Mengjiao. The Lingtian warrior died at the hands of Nan Mengjiao's personal maid. Not only that, most of the Lingtian warriors who came to the Forest of Hundred Ghosts were taken by Nan Mengjiao to feed the ghost spirits. The female warriors were tortured by Nan Mengjiao in various humiliation methods to their mental collapse. They are neither human nor ghost!"

When Bu Hairou was dug out of the martial arts root of the Dantian by Nan Mengjiao, she also saw many female warriors from Lingtian Continent who were forcibly bullied by Nan Mengjiao and became animals under the male warriors of Xuanhan, serving one person after another without dignity.

She had never seen such cruel and vicious means before.

She only knew that those female warriors who came from the sky were no longer as simple as torture in this Hundred Ghost Forest.

Nan Mengjiao humiliated them, destroyed their spirits, and humiliated them until they died and refused to let them go!

They refused to let go of the dead!

At that time, Bu Hairou realized that there was really someone who could be vicious.

And the initiator of all this is Princess Xuanhan Nan Mengjiao!
Chapter completed!