Xiao Xuanyi pursed her thin lips, smiled coldly, raised her arm, and whipped Xiao Xuanrui fiercely. The whip fell all at once, and Song Wanrou's appearance flashed in Xiao Xuanyi's mind.

His eyes were red, and he looked like he was going crazy.

He didn't know how many whips he had been given, but when Song Hui saw that Xiao Xuanrui was almost dying, he quickly stepped forward and held down Xiao Xuanyi's arm.

"Stop hitting him. If you keep hitting him, he will die."

Xiao Xuanyi's whole body seemed to have been drained out of his body.

He threw away the whip in his hand and fell to his knees.

His head hurt, as if it was about to burst.

He lay on the ground and hugged his head tightly.

"My head... hurts so much! Why? Xiao Xuanrui is already dead, and he has suffered his retribution, but why don't I feel relieved at all? Can't feel any joy or happiness at all?"

"I miss Wanrou so much... I can't forget her at all. As long as I close my eyes, I will see Wanrou, covered in blood, smiling at me. It's time for me to go down and stay with her, leaving her alone. She must be very scared and lonely."

Song Hui frowned, knelt down and put his palm on his shoulder.

When he looked at Xiao Xuanyi's situation, something was very wrong.

"King Yi, please calm down. If Wanrou is alive in heaven, she must want you to live well... instead of giving up on yourself and seeking death."

Xiao Xuanyi turned his hands into fists and kept beating his head.

"It hurts, it hurts so much."

"Give me a relief, let me die..."

This situation happened so suddenly that Song Hui was at a loss for a moment.

In fact, Xiao Xuanyi has always had this hidden disease since he recovered from his injury.

But, he never told anyone.

Including Divine Doctor Lu, he didn't reveal even a single word.

When he gets emotional, his head feels like it's exploding and the pain is unbearable.

In this situation, he knew very well that there was no cure for it.

If it weren't for the flame of hatred burning in his heart, he would have been unable to hold on long ago.

Now, he finally brought Xiao Xuanrui to justice with his own hands, and the hatred in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Therefore, his body was like a castle in the air, so fragile that it could collapse in an instant.

Song Hui saw him in such pain and comforted him in a low voice: "Calm down first, I'll send someone to find the doctor. You must have not had a good rest, so you feel a little uncomfortable."

Xiao Xuanyi's body collapsed and fell to the ground.

His face looked pale, and he was panting, as if he was suffocating from a terminal illness.

There were tears in his eyes, and he looked at Song Hui in a daze.

"I'm fine. This is an old illness. I just need to take a little rest!"

Song Hui saw that he was gradually relaxing, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He poured a glass of water and brought it in front of Xiao Xuanyi.

Xiao Xuanyi said thank you and took a sip of tea while panting.

Then, his whole body seemed to have had his soul hollowed out, and he was a little numb. He huddled on the ground and made no sound. If he was not still breathing, Song Hui thought that he seemed to have died.

Seeing his appearance, Song Hui's resentment towards him gradually dissipated unconsciously. Isn't Wanrou's death a painful torture for Xiao Xuanyi?

Sometimes it's the people who are alive that are the most difficult.

When a person dies, he knows nothing when he closes his eyes.

And living people are suffering from inner pain and suffering all the time.

Song Hui sighed, grabbed his sleeves and wiped the sweat from Xiao Xuanyi's forehead.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of fighting outside.

Song Hui was startled. Before he could stand up and go out to check, Yun Shen, wearing a black wing and a black scarf covering his face, holding a long sword, kicked open the cell door and walked in step by step.

The long sword in his hand was stained with bright red blood, and the blood slowly dripped down the long sword.

As he walked forward, there were traces of blood all along the ground.

When Song Hui saw this, his eyes were filled with fear.

He quickly stood up and looked at the steps on the other side of the cell door. People were constantly lying on the ground, and people were constantly losing their lives.

Song Hui was horrified. Did this man kill all the jailers outside?

He hurriedly asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you? You dare to come to Jietian Prison. You are really brave. If you don't want to die, I advise you to leave as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will definitely come today." There is no return.”

Yun Shen glanced at Song Hui with a hint of mockery: "Didn't you see it, Prime Minister? All the people outside were killed by me. I want to see who else can make me come back." .”

Song Hui took in a breath of cold air, and the blood all over his body was a bit cold.

Are all the jailers outside really dead?

What kind of heaven-defying power is this, able to kill hundreds of jailers in an instant?

"Who sent you here? What do you want to do?" Song Hui's voice became trembling unconsciously.

However, Yun Shen did not show off to Song Hui anymore, and his eyes slowly fell on Xiao Xuanyi, who was curled up on the ground as if he was dead.

"Since it's so painful, it's better to die to save the trouble..."

With a snap, he swung his long sword and stabbed towards Xiao Xuanyi.

Song Hui was startled. He quickly stretched out his arms and rushed to block it.

"Don't hurt him."

Xiao Xuanyi's eyes trembled, and he quickly got up from the ground, pushed Song Hui away, and used his chest to directly touch the long sword that was stabbing him.

With a squeaking sound, the sharp tip of the knife pierced Xiao Xuanyi's chest.

Song Hui's eyes trembled slightly, and he roared in a low voice: "Xuan Yi..."

Yun Shen's eyebrows were extremely indifferent, and he took a step back with his sword in hand.

The sword head pierced Xiao Xuanyi's flesh and blood almost to the depth of two fingers... but it was not fatal.

When he saw the look on Xiao Xuanyi's face as if he was ready to die, there was a bit of mockery in his eyes: "It seems that you really want to die."

"If I kill you, will it be what you want?"

Xiao Xuanyi unconsciously took two steps towards Yun Shen.

"Kill if you want. My wish has been fulfilled. If I continue to live, I will be nothing more than a walking corpse."

Yun Shen snorted coldly and withdrew his sword without saying a word.

"You want to die? I'm not as proud as you..."

Xiao Xuanyi was startled, his eyebrows were staring at Yun Shen's eyes in a daze.

He only felt that these eyes seemed familiar.

He seemed to have seen it somewhere.

He couldn't help but frown slightly and asked in a trembling voice: "Who are you? Do we know each other?"

Yun Shen sneered, his eyes looking at Xiao Xuanyi were full of hatred and disgust.

"You don't deserve to know who I am... Xiao Xuanyi, no matter what your reasons are, you can't change your sin of killing 90,000 Yun family troops."
Chapter completed!