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Chapter 972 : Just call me a witch

Du Yinxiang turned sideways and looked at Shao Xingyun who was stirring on the fine grass mattress. He ran over, grabbed his shoulder and said:

"You are now covered in injuries all over your body, your arms are dislocated, and your legs are broken. It's best not to move. Otherwise, you will be a cripple who can only lie in bed in your next life."

"Why is it you, you witch, what do you want to do?

No matter how you want to torture me, I tell you, I would rather die than surrender.

Don't touch me, go away. If you dare, kill me." Shao Xingyun bared his teeth and looked at Du Yinxiang angrily.[

"Call me a witch when you open your mouth and shut up. If I hadn't been a witch, you would have been shattered to pieces now, and you still have the strength to scold me here. Humph, do you want to die? It's easy, I will make your life worse than death now."

Du Yinxiang's face darkened, and she was a little annoyed. She pressed Shao Xingyun's shoulder hard. Shao Xingyun immediately screamed in pain, with cold sweat on his face, and he was out of breath.

: "You, you witch, you poisonous woman, you, you are so despicable. Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated. Just kill me. Just kill me. Just kill me."

"If I kill you, it depends on my mood.

As for you, this life now belongs to me. I can torture you as much as I want. If I want you to die, I will let you die.

If I don't let you die, I won't let you die." Du Yinxiang crossed his arms, snorted, and curled his lips.

"I have spent so much effort to avoid everyone's attention and keep you here. You want to die, but I won't agree to it."

"You..." Shao Xingyun glared at Du Yinxiang angrily, gritted his teeth,

"What do you want? Haven't you already taken the key away? I'm such a useless person now, what use can I have to you? Where is this? Qiqi, Qiqi and the others?"

Du Yinxiang took off the cupping pot from Huohe and poured the contents into a porcelain bowl. However, it was a dark, viscous liquid that exuded a pungent smell.

"It seems that you really think of yourself as her flower protector. Unfortunately, you are not qualified at all as a flower protector. She is dead, and you will never see her again."
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