Seeing her glance over, one of them gloated and rebuked: "You have offended the Governor and the Young Master, and you still want to walk out of the Xiang Mansion alive? Haha, go in quickly, the Young Master is waiting for you!"

The heart-rending screams inside continued, making people wonder what kind of torture the people inside had suffered before they could let out such inhumane screams?

Nan Xian walked into the house.

A pungent and strong smell of blood rushed straight into his nose.

She frowned subconsciously. The room was dark, and the windows were covered with black silk, blocking the sunlight from outside the house.

Nanxian followed the faint light that filtered in from outside the door and saw the sticky blood stains on the ground, the severed fingers in the pool of blood, and Xiang Yunzheng with disheveled hair and a sword.

He is no longer as weak as he was when he was in the hall.

It's like a sharp weapon that can be sharpened at the drop of a hat, with a brutal edge!

Nan Xian's breath was suffocated, and his eyes fell on the man who had turned into a bloody man. His eyes were blinded, and the two black eyes were full of blood and tears.

His tongue was also cut off, so he couldn't even say anything to beg for mercy. He could only cry and scream, banging his head against the ground, not knowing whether he was begging for death or for mercy...

Nan Xian's inner os: Gan! No wonder he died early in the plot. How many sins have he committed!

Xiang Yunzheng slowly raised his head when he heard the footsteps. The blood-stained blade in his hand slashed across the arc, landed on Nan Xian's chin, and lifted it up.

Blood stained the woman's fair chin.

Nan Xian moved her fingers and stared back: "Xiang Yunzheng, you are sick, and I have medicine. If you hurt me, you will never think about it again in this life. You should think carefully..."

Xiang Yunzheng stared at her coldly, the cold sword blade moved up against her chin, and finally made a light stroke.

Nan Xian's eyebrows hurt, and something wet dripped from his forehead.

The round almond eyes turned into cross-eyes involuntarily.

Fuck! It’s blood!

That bitch ruined her appearance!

Can you bear it?

Bear with me!

Nan Xian bit his lower lip and quickly thought about whether he should escape first and come back after Xiang Yunzheng, a man even crazier than his father, was poisoned to death.

Just as he was about to grab the sword, he heard Xiang Yun Zheng sneer coldly: "Yes, I am sick!"

"But have you forgotten that my father has a new adopted son who is very skilled in medicine, so what use are you to me?"

Xiang Yunzheng's words made Nan Xian tremble. He stared at him for a while, then blinked: "Do you really trust Gu Cheng?"

If I believe in Gu Cheng, there should be one more person in the room at this time.

Xiang Yunzheng was poisoned when he was in the hall and was unable to resist the pills she fed him. But after that, if he trusted Gu Cheng, he should let Gu Cheng check his body.

Instead of venting your doubts and cruelty by torturing others...

Nan Xian held the tip of the sword with two fingers and moved closer to Xiang Yunzheng step by step. He did not stop until his two fingers reached the root of the sword.

He slightly curled his lips: "If you don't trust me, you can only trust me.

At least, the medicine I gave you didn't kill you, but made you feel much better, right? You should have had it checked by the government doctor, and there's nothing wrong with my medicine."

Nan Xian looked at the blood on his fingertips with disgust, frowned, then glanced at the man next to him who was only half-breathing and moaning, and glanced around the room.

He sighed softly, his eyes fell on Xiang Yunzheng's face, and he said with a slight sneer: "I really admire you! You can live in such a smelly house, no wonder the condition gets worse the longer you live there!"

Airtight and light-tight, bloody and dark.

If you live in this kind of house for a long time, you may become mentally ill even if you are not sick!

Xiang Yunzheng stared gloomily at the woman who had not yet taken off her wedding dress. She was very close to what she said. He really didn't believe the gentle and indifferent Gu Cheng.

But he doesn't believe her either!

"If you become like him, I don't believe you won't hand over the other two pills." Xiang Yunzheng pulled a weird smile from the corner of his mouth.

Nan Xian laughed in his heart, knowing that Xiang Yunzheng would threaten her like this.

He said calmly: "If you want to use torture on me, I will die with you!"

Anyway, she has the ability to dominate the body, so it would be good to fake death to escape when the time comes.

The smile on Xiang Yunzheng's lips froze. For the first time in his life, he felt frustrated that there was nothing he could do against someone.

"Do you know what I hate the most?" The deep smile was mixed with a bit of gritted teeth: "I hate people threatening me the most."

Nan Xian smiled: "What a coincidence, so am I."

"After seeing all this, you're not afraid of me at all?" Xiang Yunzheng's long eyelashes lowered slightly and fell on the wailing man.

Before Nan Xian could speak, a cold light suddenly flashed before his eyes. The man who had been moaning and screaming for a long time had his throat growl several times and could no longer make any sound.

Shan Ming politely handed over the handkerchief to the young master to wipe his hands.

"Do you know what I hate the most?" The deep smile was mixed with a bit of gritted teeth: "I hate people threatening me the most."

Nan Xian smiled: "What a coincidence, so am I."
Chapter completed!