Chapter 3503 Does It Hurt?

Song Yan was hung up, but he didn't panic. He just moved his arms in discomfort.

"You want to kill me?" he asked as he watched Zhao Yuanjing take out the knife.

Zhao Yuanjing moved his eyes from the dagger to his face, and waved his hand——

A flash of silver light flashed.

A blood stain quickly appeared on Song Yan's fair face.

He didn't care and said with a relaxed smile: "Did she tell you?"

Zhao Yuanjing said coldly: "Don't miss her with your despicable and shameless heart."

"Yes, if she wants to kill me, she can do it when she is in the woods. There is really no need to complain to you here and ask you to help her vent her anger. After all, she is a terrifying independent woman. Can you believe that she is here? Even when he was injured, he could kill Lu Er alone, which I couldn't do even at my peak."

"Because she has the courage of jade."

"Yes, although many people say they are not afraid of death, they are still afraid when the time comes." Song Yan smiled.

Zhao Yuanjing waved his hand, and another blood stain appeared on his face.

Song Yan seemed completely unaware, with a calm expression and a smile on his lips.

Zhao Yuanjing took the handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood on the knife, and said calmly: "You are looking for revenge on Dai'er. Instead of killing her directly, you want to lock her up and scratch her face? This woman's generally petty behavior is a shame. You can figure it out.”

"Do you want me to kill her directly?"

"Of course not. But that doesn't stop me from despising you."

As soon as Zhao Yuanjing finished speaking, he raised the knife and dropped it.

In the blink of an eye, Song Yan's cheeks were covered with blood stains.

The whole face is stained.

Song Yan could hardly remain calm anymore.

One or two, so many wounds, it still hurts.

Zhao Yuanjing carefully wiped the dagger clean and put it away, then turned around and took out a riding whip, and flicked it in the salt water basin until the entire whip was covered with salt water. Aim at Song Yan and draw it down.

The whiplash was bearable, but the whip was covered with salt water, and the salt water soaked into the wound, amplifying the pain tenfold.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is heartbreaking pain.

Song Yan could frown and endure it at first, but after more than a dozen whips were applied, he could no longer control his moans.

"Does it hurt?" Zhao Yuanjing asked expressionlessly.

The sweat on Song Yan's face fell down his cheeks, blurring his vision.

He gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't torture her with salt water."

"She is just a weak woman with no strength, and she doesn't know any martial arts. I don't know how she feels when the whip hits her. However, I know how I feel in my heart, just like you are feeling at this moment. The pain of going through it.”

Zhao Yuanjing slapped him hard, and then slapped him from the front.

The entire riding crop almost turned into blood.

Song Yan fainted from the pain and woke up again from the pain.

Zhao Yuanjing threw away the whip, stretched out his right hand, pinched his neck, tightened his fingers, and his eyes flashed with strong murderous intent.

He said coldly, word by word: "What I just vented out for Dai'er. Now, I want to kill you because I don't allow any threats to exist around her. I hope you will know it. After death, I will kill you." If you turn into a fierce ghost and want revenge, just come. I, Zhao Yuanjing, do not respect ghosts and gods, and I am not afraid of heaven and earth."

Song Yanyan was forced to look at him, his neck was stuck tightly as if it was being burned by fire, and he couldn't say a word.

Zhao Yuanjing tightened his fingers.

The veins on Song Yan's forehead jumped, the whites of his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyeballs bulged.

He twisted his body and struggled, feeling that the opponent's fingers were like cast iron, unable to move even an inch.