Chapter 3451 It’s Good to Hold on Until Death

"What are you doing?" Lu Er'an called out to Song Yan with a gloomy and hoarse voice.

"I'm hungry, looking for something to eat." Song Yan said calmly,

"Isn't it for that woman?"

"Do you care?" Song Yan said coldly.

"I'm warning you, don't forget your sister's hatred! Didn't you say you wanted to torture her?"

"Don't forget that I captured the person. Since I promised to hand him over to you in three days, during these three days, just shut up. You are not qualified to take care of my affairs. .”

A stern look flashed in Lu Er'an's eyes, which eventually turned into a sneer: "I'll just wait three days."

Song Yan ignored him and returned to the wooden house with the fruit in hand. He was a little surprised to see Yun Dai standing at the door, "You are stronger than I thought."

Yun Dai only had fruits in her eyes.

She reached out and took one, putting it into her mouth and taking a bite, regardless of whether it was done cleanly.

The fruit is a bit sour and the taste is by no means good.

But to a very hungry man, this is nothing.

Yun Dai finished chewing a piece of fruit in two or two mouths and then reached out to pick it up.

Song Yan put the fruit on the table and let her eat it.

After eating seven or eight fruits in a row, Song Yan saw that she was still eating and reached out to collect the remaining ones.

Yun Dai reached out to get it again and found that there was no fruit on the table. She couldn't help being slightly stunned. She looked up at him with a confused expression, "Are you hungry too?"

Song Yan said: "...You've been hungry for three days. Aren't you afraid of being stuffed to death by eating like this?"

"It's good to hold on till death."

"You have a beautiful idea." Song Yan threw the fruit out of the window. "You can't die without tasting all my torture."

Yun Dai slowly moved to the bed and lay down: "Okay, let me see what other methods you have."

Song Yan said calmly: "Women love beauty the most, especially a beautiful woman like you. If I scratched your face and turned you into an ugly monster, I don't know if you would still be able to laugh."

Yun Dai said: "Anyway, no one can see me in this deep mountain and old forest. If you are not afraid of facing an ugly monster, I don't mind. If you die and rot into white bones, will beauty and ugliness still have any meaning?"

"Yeah?"

Song Yan walked up to her, twirling a blade as thin as a cicada's wings with his fingertips, lifted her chin, and looked at her face.

Although her face was a bit pale and thin after being tortured, her round black and white eyes, slightly raised nose and petal-like lips all told others that she was a beautiful face.

"You shouldn't be young anymore, right?" Song Yan asked softly, "Why haven't you changed at all over the years? I've grown up, but you still have the same face."

Yun Dai frowned.

This sounds really perverted.

Song Yan raised the blade and lightly scratched her cheek.

The blade cut easily into the silky skin, and blood gushed out.

His men were shaking.

Song Yan looked at it expressionlessly.

Seeing her in pain, seeing her bleeding and injured, he felt no pleasure in revenge.

Even a little irritable.

He stopped the blade.

Yun Dai's cheek had been scratched with a wound that was more than an inch long.

She lowered her head, her long hair covering her face.

His shoulders were shaking slightly.

Although he said he didn't care, the pain was clearly there.

"This is just the beginning. More methods have not been used yet." Song Yan stood up straight and looked at her coldly, "You must not die easily."